Sunday, April 24, 2016

Corner of Darkness

Another of my past's poems to help celebrate National Poetry Month......


In a corner of darkness
beneath a painted sky
A deafening cry falls
  on deaf ears.
And we continue….
Never turning to see
the hurt and despair
hurtling through
dimensions unknown.
But our intimacy
grows with desperation
instead of flourishing
with Another.
The cry
breaks glass, and
drifts further from unacknowledging ears.


Then, one day,
  maybe,
As one discerns,
from the shadows,
  impending
    loneliness,
While pain cripples,
the glory of
  Another
    is seen.
And the rainbow sky
reveals,
  as a mirror
    to the soul,
the cry unheard
bellows from within.


Walking the dark
streets of the city,
for the millionth time
- for the first -
same old sights,
   sounds
are alive and new.


A banshee’s cry
Followed to
a corner of
   Darkness….
A poor soul
oblivious to
his own cry,
ignored by
   many,
      most of all

         himself…..



If you have written your own poetry, if you are inspired by a particular poem, or if this post has generated some thoughts of your own, please share in the comments. I would appreciate hearing from you.

Friday, April 22, 2016

Pick Up Artist


I share with you another poem from my past......



Desirous gaze

follows
glistening
    droplets
down her
long
    smooth
    golden
          neck
On a steamy
evening.


His eyes
  grow
    wide
as she
  glides
    across
the room.


Talk of
  empty
dreams and
broken promises
sedates his soul
while employing hers.


A now hollow
vessel discarded,
groggily awaiting
another refreshing
  taste

of an ardent spirit.



If you have written your own poetry, if you are inspired by a particular poem or if this post has generated some thoughts of your own, please share in the comments. I would appreciate hearing from you.

Monday, April 18, 2016

Unscripted, Students Jump into Podcasting

On a whim - well actually the day before - I thought it would be a great opportunity for my students to dive in and attempt a podcast.


They had been investigating the Amazon Rainforest and the land use conflict there.  I thought this presented a good opportunity for them to pause and process the basic understandings that they had acquired to this point.


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Student participants had no script and referred to notes on the computers to help 
them along. A student computer picked up the audio using white microphone in 
the middle of the table. This link is to their podcast: 
So, I threw out the idea to the students….and they were on board.



I briefly explained that the format is like a talk show...a conversation...a Socratic seminar (which they had just done in ELA).  And, of course, we would make an audio recording and share it with the world.


The class discussed how the topic would be introduced, how the conversation would flow, and general prompts that could be used to encourage the flow of conversation.  We quickly outlined this on the board so they could have a visual reference, asked for volunteers, pushed the tables together, and set up the microphone on a computer.


Most who participated eagerly volunteered while others reluctantly did so.  But we had seven volunteers, including our host/moderator.


Those who were not participating were given a very special task - listening.  Their responsibility was to identify arguments/points made in favor of an idea or position and arguments/points made against an idea or position within a T-chart.


I helped our student  host connect with Vocaroo to record the podcast.  Then the host clicked record, and off we went.


Each of my classes did a fantastic job. I was please how the conversation flowed and how the students were able to both share information and respond to one another. Each of the classes sustained the conversation for nearly 10 minutes. Of course there were some glitches and confusion - they had never had a “formal” conversation like this with such little pointed preparation - but they performed admirably. (The biggest glitch was the misstep in one class that did not get the technology to record their conversation - that may have been the best one of the day, too.)


Afterward, students were smiling and were “reliving” their participation.  


We followed up with a discussion of the points speakers made against an idea or position.  The participants joined in with those taking notes, recalling others’ counterpoints to what they had said.


Both the conversation and listening focus served as a meaningful opportunity to process information and review for the students.  They were also better able to see connections between ideas by having others respond to what they were saying.  By recording it, they also have the opportunity to go back to the conversation, hear it again, and reinforce understandings.


Having now exposed all my students to podcasts, I love the idea of letting them loose to create their own as an option for them to express their knowledge in a meaningful way.




If you have had students create podcasts, or if this post has generated some thoughts of your own, please share in the comments. I would appreciate hearing from you.

Friday, April 15, 2016

Brendon James

Here is another poem from my past to share to celebrate National Poetry Month.  Maybe you'll be moved.






Life

in a black hole
enveloped in nothingness
Evolution halted,
tremendous void in our hearts
A tornado ripping through souls
facing torrents without umbrella,
Drowning in natural sorrow
which seems so unnatural.
fury has been unleashed
to ravage tortured souls.

Lord!
Why hast thou forsaken me!

No
Reply?

Beyond the cataclysm
a faint shout,
Growing
Louder
LOUDER!
LOUDER!
Like a symphony crescendo
Dancing for the soul to see.
Light seeping through
foreboding sky.

Not palpable to those distracted,
Reality plays like sunrise at dawn
forceful and definite.

A soul, without a breath,
has caressed
so many,
so quickly,
by way of genuine

Life


If you have written your own poetry, if you are inspired by a particular poem, or if this post has generated some thoughts of your own, please share in the comments. I would appreciate hearing about them.


Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Oceans of Time

This is the third poem that I've shared to celebrate National Poetry Month.  I hope you find some value in it.





Swaying to the cadence
of uncharted waters
the ship takes me from my love,
left behind,
smiling,
                        waving,


But sorrow mounts
    on shore.
              Love,
                    realized,
        but not satisfied to the end of time.


Had I known Charron
    captained the ship
Had I known
   my true destination,
Had I understood
     the paralyzing
                heartache back home,


Would have I
left sweet love's
embrace
 Would have I
sought confrontation,
to do what is right,
and feel the icy blade
cause warmth
flow over my
hand-clenched chest?


I pine for the joy,
the happiness, the warmth,
the enveloping love
lost behind.


Not able to
comfort
         you,
overwhelmed by my
own demise,
lest it also become
yours,
The ferryman takes me
from my love,
in unexpected ways,


And passing,
leaves my heart,
leaves my soul,


cold,


heavy,
with despair,


yet besmirching death,


Enlightenment
brings
warmth,
knowing that over
oceans of time


We will find one another
once again
as the rhythm
of our souls


are One.




If you have written your own poetry, if you are inspired by a particular poem, or if this post has generated some thoughts of your own, please share in the comments. I would appreciate hearing about them.

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