tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3512642049971207057.post1505411156168032849..comments2024-02-23T00:48:18.295-05:00Comments on SmallWorld: WordSmithery: Share Your Writing!Sarah at SmallWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306137253094526922noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3512642049971207057.post-76641043118007392772014-03-12T08:49:50.416-04:002014-03-12T08:49:50.416-04:00Kerrin, thank you so much for sharing!! This is ab...Kerrin, thank you so much for sharing!! This is absolutely wonderful!Sarah at SmallWorldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15306137253094526922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3512642049971207057.post-55428593594427285622014-03-12T05:25:48.434-04:002014-03-12T05:25:48.434-04:00We really enjoy using your lessons for our creati...We really enjoy using your lessons for our creative writing sessions. I work with a group of 7 learners from the age of 7 to 14 in Noordhoek, Cape Town. We have just done lesson 5. Here are some of the group writings we have done<br /><br />Pink- by the boys<br />Pink looks like the sunset, Pink tastes like strawberry ice-cream, It smells like a rose petal and feels soft as a marshmallow. Pink moves like love and sounds as quiet as the evening sky.<br /><br />Black by the girls<br />Black feels fresh like the cold wind on a winter morning<br />Black looks like a dark and isolated night<br />Black tastes like dark chocolate and smells like baseline coffee<br />Black moves like a shadow waiting to take its prey<br />and sounds silent like the world is holding its breathe<br /><br />Music is a world of sound, a wave of melody and a rainbow of sound<br />The sun is a ball of fire and a ray of heat<br />Water is a sparkling pool, a melting crystal and raindrops that kiss the ground<br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10850887948636315380noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3512642049971207057.post-79239163009117914972011-08-02T18:45:37.693-04:002011-08-02T18:45:37.693-04:00Here's a group poem we created for week 7, wri...Here's a group poem we created for week 7, writing about the weather:<br /><br />Sunny Day<br />The sunny day flutters in<br />and flits from flower bed to bed<br />like a marshmallow cloud<br />melting across the sky<br />and vanishes as suddenly as it cameAngiehttp://www.graymattersonline.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3512642049971207057.post-72367057369372101622010-03-02T11:51:27.806-05:002010-03-02T11:51:27.806-05:00Lesson 8: Form Poetry by Kelli
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Plaintive Pu...Lesson 8: Form Poetry by Kelli<br />Tanka<br /><br />Plaintive Pupppy eyes<br />Brown pools with a white sliver<br />Begging me for love<br />Do you see me? Play with me!<br />Soulful reflection of meUnknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04232931138498475663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3512642049971207057.post-37896748103691586172010-03-02T11:46:00.195-05:002010-03-02T11:46:00.195-05:00Lesson 8 Form poetry by Maggie:
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Birds chirp...Lesson 8 Form poetry by Maggie:<br />Tanka<br /><br />Birds chirping like chimes<br />Dancing in the summer wind<br />Like soft choirs of bells<br />Ringing in quiet nature<br />Soaring above all livingUnknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04232931138498475663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3512642049971207057.post-19730884127516234552009-04-09T01:08:00.000-04:002009-04-09T01:08:00.000-04:00Boredom is white. Rice, cleaning fluid, empty bra...Boredom is white. Rice, cleaning fluid, empty brain, mute. Boredom is a blank page.<BR/><BR/>Ellie, 9Jenniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06947147235981059318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3512642049971207057.post-57466524717548720712009-04-09T01:04:00.000-04:002009-04-09T01:04:00.000-04:00Love is a deep red and tastes like dark chocolate....Love is a deep red and tastes like dark chocolate. It smells like a slow-burning candle. It feels like a warm fire and sounds like slow violin music. Love is a red rose<BR/><BR/>Ellie, 9 (I think week 4)Jenniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06947147235981059318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3512642049971207057.post-38116306281808994202009-04-04T13:33:00.000-04:002009-04-04T13:33:00.000-04:00Week 4, Journal Writing Days 1 and 2 by LaurelHapp...Week 4, Journal Writing Days 1 and 2 by Laurel<BR/><BR/>Happiness is pink, red, and yellow and tastes like cake and pink lemonade. It smells like fresh, juicy watermelon and looks like a sunny spring afternoon.Sarah at SmallWorldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15306137253094526922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3512642049971207057.post-9025309212187679982009-04-04T13:30:00.000-04:002009-04-04T13:30:00.000-04:00Week 4, Self-Portrait Exercise by DuncanMy hair is...Week 4, Self-Portrait Exercise by Duncan<BR/><BR/>My hair is soft like a leopard's fur and messy like a lion's mane. <BR/>My eyes are blue like rushing waters.<BR/> My teeth are white as snow.<BR/>My heart holds happiness that is red as a cardinal.<BR/>I live in a zoo<BR/>and I eat bananas.Sarah at SmallWorldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15306137253094526922noreply@blogger.com