I Think in Poems

Every year on the first school day of 60 degree weather following winter I take coatless kids outside to play with chalk and bubbles. Litera...

After a week off I am now dreaming about summer. I care deeply about my students and enjoy watching them bloom in the springtime but I am r...

I went on a hunt in my notebook today. I found this entry from January. I decided to take it, change the tone a bit but use a few of the lin...

We lost our dog in the woods tonight. He ran right past me as I opened the door to go see my husband. It was cold. Dark. Silent. I thought,...

My sister once used the phrase, "Your writing well is full." I liked that. I find it to be true. Sometimes my well is full, full o...

I want to cut the ribbons of doubt that tangle my thoughts and web my happiness. I want to tear the teams of thread that block my will to b...

I write for myself so I can express something relive something release something. I write to hear my voice to feel my words to value myself....