Monday, September 24, 2007

Sunday Scribblings: Hi, My Name is...

I missed the prompt for Sunday Scribblings due to recovering from food poisoning. Found this idea at Jane Poe--Nevermore: a middle name meme

The object of the middle name game is to list one fact that is somehow relevant to your life for each letter of your middle name. (If you don't have a middle name, use the name you would have liked to have had!)
When you are tagged you need to write your own blog post containing your middle name game facts.
At the end of your blog post choose one person for each letter of your middle name to tag.

My middle name is Rush. It is a family name that has been passed down from my father's side. My grandmother and aunt have Rush in their names. My nieces all have Rush in their names.

R Reader. I love to read. I love reading aloud which lead me to being a teacher librarian.
U "U Can Do". I usually have the "U Can Do" attitude.
S Solitude. I like solidute and time to reflect.
H Hope. Most days, I am filled with hope.

I won't tag anyone but if you woukl like to play, join in. Visit Sunday Scribblings for more name posts.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

One Deep Breath: Recipe

graham squares, chocolate
toast marshmallow on flames
gooey, sticky treat

Are you hungry? Read more at One Deep Breath

After School Haiku

We have a garden in the front of our school. It is in memory of a student who died tragically when he was in second grade. I walk through the garden almot every afternoon when I leave school.
Yesterday, grasshoppers were hopping around my feet. This came to mind as I drove home.

summer's last dance

hop hop - grashopper hop

zig zag garden dance floor

Sunday, September 16, 2007

One Deep Breath: Simplicity

This a better late than never. I have been thinking on this prompt and had a haiku forming all week. But the time to write on my blog, well that's another story.

red, ripe juiciness
sweet package seeds drip down chin
simple garden treat

jack frost's brush drips
red-first leaf painted
fall invitation

For more on simplicity, visit One Deep Breath.

Sunday, September 09, 2007

Sunday Scribblings: Writing

My Writing Space

This is my space. It is located in the creativity part of the house according to feng shui principles. It is where I come to write, bead, and scrapbook.
The kachinas are from my father. He loved the southwest culture as I do. They are like angels to me. And there is one of Laini’s Ladies. I love the quote on her by James Michner: “I love the swirl and swing of words as they tangle with human emotions.”

I have attempted a consistent writing practice this past year. Prompts from Sunday Scribblings, One Deep Breath, and sadly, the now defunct Poetry Thursday ( I can't believe it is really gone)have been inspiring. There is something magical about this community of bloggers. This is what I love about technology, it has made our world smaller.

My alarm rings at 5 A.M. I roll out of bed (some days, I hit the snooze). I let the dogs and the cat out. I grab coffee, walk to into my writing space. I like the transition of this time. I must turn on the overhead light in the morning. Just weeks ago, I could work by the natural light and the light from the computer. I love this quiet space to explore through writing. I am developing a practice of morning pages.

morning writing time
benefactors look down
fledgling writer
The other piece about writing I love is re-reading my journals and old letters. My aunt has made it a practice to send me letters I wrote her as an adult. And I have letters from friends during college years. I wish I had the letters wrote as a child and teen. I wrote pages and pages to friends and a penpal.
For more on writing, visit here.

Thursday, September 06, 2007

Poetry Thursday: Poetry Post Card Exchange

A postcard of an e.e. cummings' poem, wonderful!

And an original poem from Jan on the back.
I love the last line about her son being bigger that the imagination can hold.
January over at Poetry Mom extended an invite to send a postcard with a poem. She would send one in return. So I sent mine and this past week, hers arrived. What a joy to get.

It makes me think I may try this with my poetry club this year. If you would like to do a poetry postcard exchange, let me know.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

One Deep Breath: Grandparents

joyous grandparents
day at beach-pizza time
mischief makers all
For my own grandmother...
grandmother mentor
playful infectious laughter
still hear her, gone so long
For more grandparent haiku, visit One Deep Breath.