Random writings from a southpaw.

The Night Is…


The Night Is a Big Black Cat
by Clark, G. Orr

The Night is a big black cat,
The Moon is her topaz eye,
The stars are the mice she hunts at night
In the field of the sultry sky.

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We’ve been diligently doing our poetry unit study from Homeschool Share along with tea time. The kids are loving it and I am loving that. ;) Found this poem in The Random House Book of Poetry for Children. You can also find it many places online. Like here. Anyway, it reminded me specifically of this picture of Mirage so I thought I’d post it. Enjoy!

Tuesday Tea Time

Been wanting to do this for a while. Today, since we were going to start our poetry unit for National Poetry month, I made the time.

This idea comes from Bravewriter. The “table cloth” is fleece yardage that was originally meant for a jacket… got pilfered for a blanket and now has been used for a table cloth. The candles were made by the kids at the recent Walk-About Acres tour.

Not a perfect execution by any means but it was a good start to something I hope will be enjoyable for all of us.

Literary Wildflowers


Week three of Wildflower Morning’s blog-a-long :) Found this at The Baldwin Project:

THE VIOLET
Down in a green and shady bed
A modest violet grew;
Its stalk was bent, it hung its head,
As if to hide from view.

And yet it was a lovely flower,
No colours bright and fair;
It might have graced a rosy bower,
Instead of hiding there.

Yet there it was content to bloom,
In modest tints arrayed;
And there diffused its sweet perfume,
Within the silent shade.

Then let me to the valley go,
This pretty flower to see;
That I may also learn to grow
In sweet humility.

~JANE TAYLOR~

When I waved my wand

When I waved my wand-

mountains swayed on the spot and clocks’ hands spun too fast

When I waved my wand-

photos and pictures sprang to life within their frames

When I waved my wand-

the sun weeped embers from the sky and the moon shined radiantly

All when I waved my wand….

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Sam wrote this poem and illustrated it all on his own. The basic idea came from Stuff and Nonsense by Pie Corbett. It is a neat book that has a poem on the left side of a spread, and notes to write your own version on the right. There are many different types of poems.