by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Poetry Friday : January 6, 2017 Grandkids are praying for snow. Weather forecasters are predicting snow. January is the month for snow. And I’m writing about snow. Here’s my haiku for snow. snowflakes softly drifting down one by one by one grandkids...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Poetry Friday : December 23, 2016 The land tilts away. Sun skims the horizon For a quarter day, shortest day Vanishing into the earliest sunset. Plunged into darkness– No sunrise, no sunset– North Pole is beyond Sun’s reach. At its lowest point, Sun stands...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Tuesday Slice of Life : December 12, 2016. First, big wet, sloppy flakes fell. Then, the wind began to howl, driving the flakes sideways, changing them to little pellets of ice. The wind blew so ferociously that when my furnace shut off, the cold that had been...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal, In My Classroom, Literacy |
Poetry Friday : November 5, 2016. I have fallen in love with Caldecott Honor Book Song of the Water Boatman & Other Pond Poems, written by Joyce Sidman and illustrated by Beckie Prange. If you know me, you will know why when you read the description from the...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Tuesday Slice of Life : August 23, 2016. A week of August is left. But the squirrels have already stripped the walnut tree of its fruit and buried it. At least that’s what my daughter and I think. Yesterday we stood under her old walnut tree, looking for any sign of...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Tuesday Slice of Life : May 10, 2016. The sky is summery Here, there is a puff of white The sun is warm on my face But a brisk, nippy breeze Reminds me of winter A profusion of blossoms Arrayed in a myriad of color Some brilliant, some now faded Nod as they welcome a...
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