Grandmother Oak

I cannot live where there are no trees. I’m fortunate to be in a city that is full of trees. One day I intend live in a rural area, but today I am a city dweller, in the “City of Trees” – Indianapolis. This is a children’s poem about an old Oak that stood alongContinue reading “Grandmother Oak”

Rubbing words together

Would you like to learn a simple exercise to create interesting imagery and fresh poems? I was honored to receive an award for teaching poetry writing to children, and this was one of the main techniques/exercises I used (I’ve used this exercise with adults, too – in workshops/seminars). I learned this technique from Babara JusterContinue reading “Rubbing words together”