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As a lifetime educator, I feel that I must join the conversation on race and how racism impacts all of us. I lived through the protests of the sixties and remember my teachers talking frankly about racism. I feel blessed to have had such great teachers with such enormous insights. I was lucky to have teachers from all backgrounds. Race to me was basically the human race. I always tried to teach my students more about our common ground but always celebrated the differences with equal enthusiasm. Now that I am a grandmother I feel that I owe it to the to be clear about how racism affects us all one way or another. I feel I have to be blunt at times and not sugar coat some of the realities. It is so difficult to isolate children from some of these horribly frightening events. Social media and the television coverage of the latest horror has been so dreadfully painful. As a mother, grandmother, educator, and simply a human being I have to speak out. All grown-ups especially those who are parents have the obligation, I believe, to have the talk with their respective children. If you are not a parent but have a neighbor or family member with children, find a way to join the conversation.
Mr. George Floyd’s little girl declared to the world “MY DADDY CHANGED THE WORLD” and I pray for all my heart and for the sake of all our children. It takes more than a village. A village can only subscribe to one area. We need to expand the village to include all people and all children.
I have posted a few videos that may help some folks start the talk about race and racism. Look for children’s books that show the culture values that exist in all villages. I just purchased a few books from a book store called https://www.eyeseeme.com/ which is owned by an African American woman whose mission is to promote positive images and stories about African American culture and history. Books have always been a source of comfort for me when I have been confused about something or needed to learn more about a subject in order to fully understand a concept. I hope to continue the conversation with my fellow bloggers and with the readers of my blog. It is pivotal to not only have the conversation but to take action in the most creative ways we can from this moment forward so that we do not have to be the witnesses of plain and torturous hatred. I hope to hear from all of you. What will you do to take part in the conversation? #JointheTalk@poemattic.
Today is “A Poem In Your Pocket Day” so make sure you select a poem and put in your pocket and share it with as many people as you can. Let me know how many times you shared it. I started sharing some poems last night with family and friends. I mailed out some home made masks with a poem attached.
As you may know from reading my blog, poetry for me is life and life is poetry. As National Poetry Month comes to a close I just want to remind you that it is up to you to keep poetry close to your heart all year. Below I have listed a few resources for you to use with your children. I love Shel Silverstein’s poems. I read his poems to my students all the time. Now I read the poems to my grandchildren.
Here is my voice recording of The Poet Tree by Shel Silverstein.
Here is a video I found on YouTube. I hope you enjoy it.
Poets.org – You will find many poems and readings. If you are a teacher there are many resources to use with your students.
Geraldine Dodge Poetry Foundation – Opportunities to participate in many activities for teachers and students. Also look for The bi-annual poetry festival.
https://poets.org/academy-american-poets/ – You find many programs and contest opportunities.
Somehow a virus
makes us more aware we are
one and all for one
This post is dedicated to many of my fellow bloggers. I used the titles of their blogs to inspire my poem. My wish is to thank my fellow bloggers for their comments and support throughout my tenure here at WordPress. I hope no one is offended if I did not include them this time around. Once again thank you all for your support as I celebrate 8 years at Poemattic.wordpress.com. Happy Blogging!!
On the edge of humanity
A place to congregate souls
I found an Alchemist’s Studio
who promised to heal our broken hearts
he warned us about pointless overthinking
because it could lead us to drinking
We all look for a source of inspiration
Sometimes through an open lens
Or even in a poem attic
Where we may find a laughing soul
Truth be told
Just ask the crow on the wire
Where he perches waiting to be called
To the poet’s corner
Or to the Literary Hub
Great muses all meet there
They all know a writer’s soul
and a microcosm explored
the poetry and art of the soul.
So we should stick together
Share our thoughts and the charmed chaos
We may find
Under seedbud, leaf and twig.
We all know
The art of blogging
Is slowly developed
And each time
A fellow blogger “likes’
Or comments on your work
It makes your day worthwhile
What to pray for now
Prayer energy be my guide
Heal us and bring peace
One thought resides
in my soul
remember me as a poet
A beginning began
Sweet young love in the air
Doves coo in the night
Scared hoop catch my dream
and fill my heart with hope
sunshine through my window
For me both journaling and coloring are great for the soul. Then again all art forms are soulful experiences for me. I published a book that focuses on both journaling and coloring. The book contains mandalas i drew and pages to jot down reflections. I included some inspirational quotes that I call food for thought.
My mentor and longtime friend recently commented on my book. Any critique coming from him means the world to me. So I can say with much pride that he loved it. “I have started coloring again (which was an activity I so enjoyed a s a child). And now the very special pleasure is that each of the coloring experiences in your book will be a collaboration with you.”
This comment made my year. And even if I do not sell another copy, his assessment makes me feel so accomplished. So if you should become curious the book is available through Amazon.
I would love your feedback. Thanks for your continued support.
This has been my mantra lately
I do not really know how strong I am
I want to be as strong as the oak tree
where squirrels climb
and somehow know the tree will hold
I want to be as strong as the sea
I think about all the ships
that it carries to different destinations
I want to be strong like the mountain
everyone wants to climb
to see the world below.
I am strong like my ancestors
the women who laid the foundation
for me to reach my dreams
Hey, I am strong!
I am strong!
I am strong!!
Who gets confused these days?
Everything is so true, so clear.
Why would you be confused my dear?
Is what I see real or not?
Why would I rather sleep on a cot?
Are words that hate really love?
Are facts alternative you think?
Today if it weren’t for poetry
Life would really stink?
Poets gather here
under the tree of life
Here is an example of an onomatopoeia poem. I invite you to write one for Poem In Your Pocket Day.
water plops into pond
warbling magpies in tree
trilling, melodic thrill
whoosh, passing breeze
flags flutter and flap
frog croaks, bird whistles
babbling bubbles from tap
*This poem is by Lee Emmett from Australia