Penny passed out 5 poems for us to look at as she read them. We were to mine them for words we might like to use. We circled a bunch of words, then made a list of the words and phrases that stuck out for us:
She then gave us a theme (childhood memories) and we were to write down some words that came to us when we thought of that. When we noticed a word that wanted more written about it, we did. I ended up with lots of rhyming words, although I was hoping to use illiteration instead of rhyme.
After we'd come to a stopping point on our lists and blurbs, we then were invited to make it into a writing. Maybe prose, maybe a list, maybe a poem:
Mine was a poem entitled, "Camp Wood"--the church camp I went to each summer for a week from the time I was in 7th grade through about 24 years old.
Camp Wood
ever stood
feels good
wish I would
Mystery Pod
Hutch Hall plod
not a fraud
close to God
Cross on the hill
grist for the mill
getting your fill
take a pill
Time flies
hug guys
teary eyes
deep sighs
hard goodbys...
And because writing on a page just doesn't excite me much, I had to write mine onto a strawberry box:
What a freeing exercise we all had--We were thrilled with ourselves! Who knew we had that in us?
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