Sunday, September 30, 2007

Poetry Magic


















Kendia put a Kick Me post-it
on Tia, Teya hit Kendia
after dance because
Kendia told her she had a
beady head, Tia called
Teya "ugly face"

this scrappy little trio
is always alternating
between love and hate,
all of them reading below grade level
all of them frustrated learners to some degree
carting around a dictionary sized
book of sad stories

and so it came to be
when asked to choose
their favorite poem
they picked three

one each

adding hand claps
dance moves
beats
and a ribbon standing in
as a jump rope

maybe they should
open the United Nations
with a poem
that everyone chants together

they can take turns
thinking who makes
up the beat
and who holds the jump rope

it might just work

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4 Comments:

Blogger Kathleen said...

sigh...
interesting mix, those three.
i just realized that i missed seeing tia when i came to visit!

i can't wait to hear how everyone is doing!
we have GOT to get together next week.
i mean it.
i will stalk you.
sit on your stoop.
leave notes on your windshield.
wait for you after school...

2:59 AM  
Blogger snowsparkle said...

oh my LORD what a GREAT photo!!! and a great story to go with it! this made my day. you have a rich life here, emily... thanks for enriching ours as well. big hugs, snowsparkle

10:40 PM  
Blogger angela said...

imagine a jump roping UN! great image you've created with words and also your photograph. i love reading these little snippets from the school day.

8:47 AM  
Anonymous Shelley said...

The irony lies in Kendia's dream - to be a minister. (She gave me a crucifix made of clothes pins when I left.) I miss those two and can't imagine Tia growing up - she loved to be the baby. Does Kelly keep a blog? I'd love to see what's up with the boys! Hang in there, they will let you change them.

10:00 AM  

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