Category: Poetry

Poetry, Poetry by Mandy Webster

Poetry Friday: Miss Kitty

Mandy Webster
A picture of my kitten, Zelda
This is Zelda. Don’t worry, I don’t let her roam about outside unsupervised. She just likes to hang out on the patio with me while I sit in my comfy chair and read.

It’s been some time since I’ve posted for Poetry Friday, but inspiration struck a moment ago, so I decided to pounce. Is it too soon to hope I’ve finally recovered from my bout with writer’s block?

Today’s poem is inspired by my kitten, Zelda, who is turning out to have quite the personality:

Miss Kitty

My cat thinks I’m her prey.

She stalks me through the house,
Crouching on the stairs
Or behind a curtain,
Just waiting for me to pass
So she can pounce.

~By Amanda L. Webster Continue reading “Poetry Friday: Miss Kitty” →

Poems by Corbin DesJardins, Poetry

Corbin’s poems about Far North

Mandy Webster
Cover of "Far North"
Cover of Far North

Earlier this week, my 12-year-old came home from school with a booklet of poems he’d written for his English class. They’d read the book, Far North, by Will Hobbs, and had to write several poems about the book in a variety of forms.

I was more than just a little impressed with some of the poems my son had written, so I asked him if I could share one on my blog for Poetry Friday, which is sponsored this week by Random Noodling. This is the poem he chose for me to share:

Clint (a name poem)

Could you see that plane fly by
Like a bird
In the sky
Now the plane is going down
The bush pilot Clint was never found

~By Corbin DesJardins

And I wanted to share one more. This place poem was one of my favorites in Corbin’s collection: Continue reading “Corbin’s poems about Far North” →

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April is National Poetry Month

Mandy Webster
Poetry
Write poetry this month, even if it's a few magnetic words on a car. | Poetry (Photo credit: Kimli)

It’s April. The poetic vibes fill the air as our collective minds turn themselves to poetry for National Poetry Month. I haven’t shared anything for Poetry Friday in several weeks, but I’d like to get back in the habit, at least for this month.

I wrote a lot of poetry last fall while taking a course in writing poetry for children and young adults, but I haven’t written much since. I’ve noticed that if I’m reading poetry regularly, the poems flow from my pen (or keyboard) with little effort. But, when I’m not reading poetry regularly, I just get the occasional snippet. And if I don’t sit down right away and work that snippet into a full poem, it just sits in my pretty poetry notebook and goes to waste. Continue reading “April is National Poetry Month” →

Poetry, Poetry by Mandy Webster

Poetry Friday: Church on Time

Mandy Webster
Nederlands: Kerk Molenstraat
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For this week’s Poetry Friday, hosted by Writing the World for Kids, I am sharing another original poem. This is a rough draft I think could use some revisions, so I would love to hear any feedback you might have on how to make it better. I am especially having some problems with the rhythm in a couple of these lines. Please post your feedback in the comments below.

Church on Time

Red painted church marm in a
white Grand Prix
squeals around the corner and
glares at me. Continue reading “Poetry Friday: Church on Time” →

Poetry, Poetry by Mandy Webster

Poetry Friday: Insomnia

Mandy Webster
Shut Up and Let Me Go
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I wrote this poem in the middle of the night. I’m sure you can deduce what I was doing at the time from the poem.

Dear Brain

Please shut up so I
can sleep. Continue reading “Poetry Friday: Insomnia” →

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Poetry Friday: Saturday Scratch-off

Mandy Webster
A Christmas themed Finnish scratch game "...
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For this week’s Poetry Friday, hosted by Hey, Jim Hill!, I am sharing an original poem about a little girl and her grandmother:

Saturday Scratch-off

Come on, Grandma! Catch up!

I scamper ahead on
ice-slicked concrete. I am
impatient. She’s slower
than wiggly gummy worms
that will slither down my
throat on the way home from
the Stop-n-Go. Continue reading “Poetry Friday: Saturday Scratch-off” →

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Poetry Friday: Tackling teenage pregnancy

Mandy Webster
MAHS Poetry Out Loud competition 5
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For today’s Poetry Friday, sponsored this week by Wild Rose Reader, comes from real-life. I remember how “everyone” in my 8th grade class talked about the girl who had a baby over the summer, and I also remember wondering if I was the only person who didn’t judge her. I only wish I’d had the guts to speak up for her. Continue reading “Poetry Friday: Tackling teenage pregnancy” →

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Poetry Friday: Solitary Muse

Mandy Webster
Poem written by Rolf Jacobsen located in the e...
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For this week’s Poetry Friday, sponsored by A Teaching Life, I am sharing a poem about writing. This poem is written in the Triolet format which is structured as follows:

  • ABaAabAB rhyme scheme.
  • Often all lines are in iambic tetrameter: the first, fourth and seventh lines are identical, as are the second and final lines, thereby making the initial and final couplets identical as well.

Solitary Muse Continue reading “Poetry Friday: Solitary Muse” →

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Poetry Friday: Like Waves

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English: Natural Arches Roinn a Roidh. Taken f...
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For today’s Poetry Friday, hosted this week by Dori Reads, I’m sharing an original poem, written by moi:

Like Waves

Like waves, we lap
upon the shore,
licking the
bare feet
of life. Continue reading “Poetry Friday: Like Waves” →

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Poetry Friday already?

Mandy Webster

Friday..

Wow, is it Friday already? I somehow lost an entire week in the shuffle of tieing up lose semester ends. For today’s Poetry Friday, sponsored by children’s author, Robyn Hood Black, I am sharing an original poem written by myself:

Hoard Horde

Sneaky spider in the night
softly spinning in moonlight.
Resting, dangling in the day,
watching, waiting for your prey. Continue reading “Poetry Friday already?” →