A glorious moment because of wonderful YOU!

The moment is glorious! Your wonderful spirit comes through in bursts of grey and black. I laugh and smile as I reflect on your prompts. A romantic moment, a bowl of mush engulfing us. The smell of lilacs fill the air; I am happy, delirious, smiling. The future unknown, the past far gone. Right now I have you,…

Emotional Mind Games

Busy tasks keep my mind occupied, Sometimes just not long enough. My thoughts drift, Especially at night. And once again I’m overwhelmed. I marvel at my life, My incredible little jewels. Did I really play a part In their shining lives? So much to be thankful for, Yet feeling unsatisfied. Trying to shake these emotions….

Just a Dream…

You touch my cheek like a light breeze, Your scent intoxicates my senses And I can’t breathe. You must be tired from running in my mind all day, The joy of seeing you I cannot hide, I’m completely swept away. ‘What is love?’ you ask? As if you cannot tell, Wow! What an incredible feeling…

Hate Needing You!

At times I am overwhelmed, Squeezing all the marrow out of life, And feeling guilty for sleeping. Last night’s ten hours revived Yet, my droopy eyes shine, I am sleep deprived. The weekend looms, My schedule is packed, Too much to do… You seem so unnecessary, Yet, I am delirious without you, Help me buy…

Writing is working… Day 1 of #SOL14

What is it about this Slice of Life challenge that created utter silence in my classroom and how do I make it last? The daily five minute writing time tends to be somewhat chaotic depending on who’s present and who’s absent but today everyone wrote! A few one liners but students truly transferred thoughts to…

Purple or Blue

I feel blue, but really that’s such a silly saying! Why not purple or black? I want to feel yellow, like the sun beaming down, warm and cozy. But tonight I cannot feel bright. The ball in my throat will not let up, tightening as the hours pass by. I’m not quite black because that would mean…

Strong Reminders

    A hopeful blanket wraps my shaking body and I count the breaths; 1…, 2…, 3… The fresh air slowly stings my lungs and my head begins to spin.  Excitement flutters in the pit of my stomach, Butterflies, that I’ve long retired, Begin to stir.  My eyes scan fast, My brain screams STOP! I…

Rising From The Ashes

I need to get out of this rut, What am I doing getting all barred down? So much to do and I’m crumbling. This is so unlike me! I need to focus… Remember the dreams? What are you doing about them? Why have you lost your way? You are counted on and the procrastination has…

Where I’m From

This activity was inspired by George Ella Lyon’s Where I’m From poem. My students participated in creating poems about where they were from and I wrote alongside them. The original poem starts with “I am from clothespins,…” Where I’m From I’m also from clothespins, no electricity and bathing in the creek. I am the apple…

Remembering 9/11

Tuesday, September 11th, 12 years ago today, is still a vivid memory. It was a beautiful fall morning at the Flushing Memorial tennis courts and tennis players cheerfully played and chatted, basking in the glorious late summer morning sun. I sat looking on in new motherhood bliss as my pink newborn bundle slept soundly in…

I am who I am yet to be!

I have made a personal commitment to find time to post; even if just a short few words. I created this space last year during my National Writing Project fellowship and I am disappointed that I’ve had it on the back burner for over a year. My Art of Becoming is exactly as the title…

No Time…

One of these days I will find enough time to start posting, it’s a New Years Resolution for 2013 🙂