tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post5101508876050716864..comments2024-03-29T09:18:43.117-04:00Comments on my juicy little universe: welcome to the Found Objects project, day 15!Heidi Mordhorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16496427007514895950noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-91057026580457482492016-02-19T15:11:43.205-05:002016-02-19T15:11:43.205-05:00Actually there was no influence from others. I ne...Actually there was no influence from others. I never look at the poetry before submitting.Jonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04299647754479967070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-1186536838441649132016-02-19T15:10:29.912-05:002016-02-19T15:10:29.912-05:00Actually there was no influence from others. I ne...Actually there was no influence from others. I never look at the poetry before submitting.Jonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04299647754479967070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-75358906222583797532016-02-19T15:09:45.427-05:002016-02-19T15:09:45.427-05:00This comment has been removed by the author.Jonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04299647754479967070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-77532598659598611982016-02-19T15:09:21.655-05:002016-02-19T15:09:21.655-05:00This comment has been removed by the author.Jonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04299647754479967070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-89881043257755586212016-02-17T00:29:27.863-05:002016-02-17T00:29:27.863-05:00Thank you for hosting. I am late and this is what...Thank you for hosting. I am late and this is what I have: https://deowriter.wordpress.com/2016/02/16/found-objects-poetry-challenge-day-15/Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08214389804167241801noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-90137630683533641622016-02-16T10:38:20.340-05:002016-02-16T10:38:20.340-05:00Thanks for hosting today, Heidi! Gearing up to ho...Thanks for hosting today, Heidi! Gearing up to hosting tomorrow... so watching what you do!<br />They were all great responses to your image! With recollections of pottery, coffee and chocolate it spoke to everyone!Donna Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13738281869266957726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-86925310236012459872016-02-16T09:41:26.510-05:002016-02-16T09:41:26.510-05:00Thanks for hosting wonderful poems every one :) Thanks for hosting wonderful poems every one :) Jessica Biginoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-3440368703551301712016-02-16T08:42:57.311-05:002016-02-16T08:42:57.311-05:00Everyone here amazes me with productivity this mo...Everyone here amazes me with productivity this month... thanks for stepping in to host, Heidi, and for your oh-so-wonderful poem. ("Hello I see you" - the most basic/important thing!) <br /><br />I am particularly smitten with Mary Lee's "Dregs" - and her knack for delivering great last lines!Robyn Hood Blackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07279289715664168026noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-49970065345209181152016-02-16T06:27:41.822-05:002016-02-16T06:27:41.822-05:00Thanks for hosting with so many frothy offerings. ...Thanks for hosting with so many frothy offerings. Your "slam" poem hit me right in the gut, where I live with my students. Your free form anchored by the first line all the way to the continuous word slam dunked it. I may be back with a poem, but no promises. Margaret Simonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04434866104385187658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-54166253467637883942016-02-15T22:51:07.370-05:002016-02-15T22:51:07.370-05:00A little late but...
Time in a Cup
Like tree rin...A little late but...<br /><br />Time in a Cup<br /><br />Like tree rings and<br />Layers of rock,<br />A chocolate trail<br />Records time<br />In a cup.<br /><br />©2016, Donna JT Smith, all rights reservedDonna Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13738281869266957726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-74944837491864044422016-02-15T21:29:21.725-05:002016-02-15T21:29:21.725-05:00I left my poem over on Laura's post. Here it i...I left my poem over on Laura's post. Here it is Heidi.<br /><br />Day 15<br /><br />A Cupful of Story<br /><br />Beginnings:<br />A cupful of hands,<br />dug the clay,<br />formed it round,<br />to finish in the kiln.<br />Meanwhile:<br />Another cupful of hands<br />harvested the pods,<br />gathered the cocoa beans,<br />shipped them off to the world.<br />Next:<br />A cupful of hands<br />ground the beans,<br />prepared the cocoa,<br />to sell at a grocery.<br />Finally:<br />Your cupful of hands<br />brought the cocoa home,<br />heated the milk,<br />stirred in the chocolate,<br />touched the cup to the lips.<br />smelled and sipped.<br /><br />Hmmm<br />This cup remembers hands.<br />Linda Baie ©All Rights ReservedLinda Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-8837650698262460582016-02-15T21:02:06.550-05:002016-02-15T21:02:06.550-05:00Diane -- I love how you wrote this poem in the voi...Diane -- I love how you wrote this poem in the voice of the mug. "Crazed" is a great word here.author amokhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09800868615186010584noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-55417047834571495932016-02-15T19:38:52.179-05:002016-02-15T19:38:52.179-05:00 New to this work. This found object spoke to me a... New to this work. This found object spoke to me as did so many of the poets on this page. <br /><br />Stainworthy<br /><br />The lip curls<br />just <br />so <br />it can carry <br />warmth <br />toward its early morning partner.<br /><br />The solid presence <br />reassures <br />and softens the light,<br />and lifts the spirit. <br /><br />Left alone<br />it bears <br />a stain of worthy use. <br />Waiting for tomorrow.<br /><br />© Julieanne Harmatz 2016<br />Julieannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08876141420632207823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-34353400042014304032016-02-15T16:43:55.504-05:002016-02-15T16:43:55.504-05:00Heidi, thank you for hosting today and placing my ...Heidi, thank you for hosting today and placing my digital composition at your blog. Your Taylor Mali-like poetry slam poem was full of teacher wisdom as you planned the layers of your week. I loved the depth to which you plunged into your cup. As always, I am amazed by the thoughts and perspectives of everyone's poems.Carol Varsalonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02589714711155938528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-50230978224222166522016-02-15T12:58:18.681-05:002016-02-15T12:58:18.681-05:00Heidi, I love the way your coffee poem turned into...Heidi, I love the way your coffee poem turned into a meditation/ verbal spill about teaching. One or two more people have posted their Day 15 poems at my blog. It's like a double shot of espresso.author amokhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09800868615186010584noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-76325223037161880932016-02-15T12:46:31.086-05:002016-02-15T12:46:31.086-05:00Hiya Heidi--if Weekly Planning ends up in a slam p...Hiya Heidi--if Weekly Planning ends up in a slam poetry competition, you must have someone video and post it! Here's my take, written while drinking the second cup of the morning:<br /><br />Cuppa Joe<br /><br />Inhaling the scent of morning,<br />cold fingers curl<br />around a steaming mug.<br /><br />She takes a sip<br />and stops to savor <br /><br />the jolt of caffeine <br />the warmth of routine <br />the start of a new day.<br /><br />© Buffy Silverman<br /><br /><br />Buffy Silvermanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07223895917772531703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-50770241790055683532016-02-15T12:41:16.029-05:002016-02-15T12:41:16.029-05:00I took what I thought was the obvious path, but, I...I took what I thought was the obvious path, but, I guess it was only obvious to me. The variety of subjects amazes me!Diane Mayrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09767689319000732296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-86526668139420268752016-02-15T12:39:34.057-05:002016-02-15T12:39:34.057-05:00On the Seconds Table
Clay in his hands
I had spu...On the Seconds Table<br /><br /><br />Clay in his hands<br />I had spun--rising,<br />molded--into a vessel.<br /><br />I'd been transformed<br />into soft stone by<br />fire, yet I was<br />still vulnerable.<br /><br />He covers me now<br />with silica and<br />oxides--knowing my<br />potential. I have<br />good lines.<br /><br />The warmth of a coat<br />is augmented by fire.<br /><br />Like the Wicked Witch<br />I feel I am melting.<br />Melting, melting...<br /><br />I stand strong.<br />Turn incandescent.<br /><br />Then cool. <i>Ping! Ping!</i><br /><br />At first glance [<i>Ping!</i>]<br />I am a beauty.<br /><br /><i>Ping! Ping!</i><br /><br />Crazed! In a word,<br />imperfect--but,<br />inside...inside,<br />I remain stone.<br /><br />I survived. And, I,<br />still have purpose.<br /><br />© Diane Mayr<br />Diane Mayrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09767689319000732296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-49894325356931596872016-02-15T10:07:40.611-05:002016-02-15T10:07:40.611-05:00Dregs
It's late summer.
All that's left o...Dregs<br /><br />It's late summer.<br />All that's left of Bijou Creek<br />is a sinuous path of green<br />between low eroded hills.<br /><br />In the cutbank of a gully we find<br />fossilized fragments of turtle shell,<br />and a Paleocene tree trunk<br />buried in its upright, growing position.<br /><br /><br />©Mary Lee Hahn, 2016<br /><br />Process notes here: http://www.maryleehahn.com/2016/02/found-object-poem-project-dregs.htmlMary Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09078793537148794310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-89573901083727760502016-02-15T09:35:01.701-05:002016-02-15T09:35:01.701-05:00Hi again, Heidi. Now that I've had my morning ...Hi again, Heidi. Now that I've had my morning caffeine, I'm ready to share a lunar haiku.<br /><br />La Luna flashes<br />her cappuccino craters<br />in my coffee mugAuthor Amokhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13636391982938592789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-44008093701129106702016-02-15T08:50:54.492-05:002016-02-15T08:50:54.492-05:00Thanks for hosting today, Heidi, and for being so ...Thanks for hosting today, Heidi, and for being so clear about the "draft" status of these poems. I recently read Lisa Randall's Dark Matter and the Dinosaurs: The Astounding Interconnectedness of the Universe, and this poem is definitely under the influence of Randall's fascinating (although at times over my head) book.<br /><br />Rings of sediment<br />line this mug of stone.<br />Remnants of cocoa<br />chart the history <br />of this poem.<br /><br />Thin layers mark<br />many quick sips,<br />moments of confusion<br />or distraction.<br /><br />Thicker layers tell<br />a tale of clarity,<br />ideas growing,<br />words flowing.<br /><br />In the unfinished drops<br />at the bottom<br />I try to read the future,<br />and divine the fate <br />of the universe.<br /><br />© Catherine FlynnCatherinehttp://readingtothecore.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-53784011679803155622016-02-15T08:26:19.537-05:002016-02-15T08:26:19.537-05:00No snow here, but with -5 degree temps, they can&#...No snow here, but with -5 degree temps, they can't start the school buses...so no school today here, either! <br /><br />Maxwell’s Kitchen<br /><br />I sipped away<br />as time ticked by;<br />the Last Drop, though,<br />is growing nigh.<br /><br /> © 2016 Matt Forrest Esenwine, all rights reserved<br />Matt Forrest Esenwinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04230063389130167424noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-18065286504036626712016-02-15T07:55:36.225-05:002016-02-15T07:55:36.225-05:00Thanks for hosting today, Heidi and for the book s...Thanks for hosting today, Heidi and for the book shout-out. Wow -- Jessica's poem is wonderful. There's snow on the ground and the kid doesn't have school. Chocolate chip cookies sound like a great way to spend the day.Author Amokhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13636391982938592789noreply@blogger.com