Poetry Friday: Using Robert Frost as a Mentor

IMG_1077Poetry Friday is hosted by  Buffy’s Blog today.  Thanks, Buffy.

A fourth-grade teacher recalled to me his experience in fourth grade with “Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost.  This week he used the poem with his fourth graders.  Here are some of their poems.

Over the hill, I go to find a bunch of snow
As I went up the hill away the snow blows
When I came back down the hill
The floor was icy cold!

When I woke up there were lots of presents under the tree
Then I opened up a present and I got a key
I had a surprise on my face
Everyone started to laugh at me!

It was a bright white key
And I could hardly see
Then I looked outside and there was snow
Then I ran outside and I fell on my knee

©Marcella C, 4th grade

The Years

The lake that appears every year,
The snow, the ice, the frost right here!
Whose cabin that lives miles and miles
I smile and enjoy, The windows are clear!


Oh, the years that pass by,
I cry “Oh why, oh why!”
The years perish day by day,
So I remember the years and grab my sleigh!


The snow that flies very
Cold, Bold, it delicate flow,
Here, there, there
Who owns snow, I don’t know! But here it is!

©Jeremy, 4th grade



Candy Canes

Though candy canes do not glow
They walk down the streets and say hello
We watch to see if Santa comes
People laugh and eat us like snow

That is why they are such a show
They just keep saying no
Jumping in people’s hot cocoa
They just need to go

They just decide to go to the mall
They mess up thing and start to bawl
Then we have a big fight
Then the candy canes give a call

©Emma, 4th grade

There will be some more next week.

Poetry Friday: Featuring Michelle H. Barnes


Terrific poetry can be found at Lisa at Steps and Staircases.  She has a neat visual project with poems invitation.


Today, I have Michelle H. Barnes visiting me to answer a few questions regarding THE BEST OF TODAY’S LITTLE DITTY: 2016 (Volume 2).

JRM: What inspired you to create your Best of TLD volumes?

MHB: Over the years, I’ve received a number of comments about how this or that wrap-up celebration would make a great published collection. I, too, felt that many of the poems deserved to be published, so I took those comments to heart! More than anything, I am inspired by the TLD community. These “best of” anthologies are my way of saying thank you.

JRM: What is the most difficult of the artistic process in creating the volumes?

MHB: If you ask anyone on the ditty committee (yourself included, I imagine), they might say that the most difficult part of the process is deciding which poems should make it into these collections. The same goes for me. I relish my role as a cheerleader on the blog, but once I put on my editor’s hat I need to think about practical considerations like poem length, space available, and the best mix of poems to represent each challenge. These choices are never easy, but even more difficult when it means that someone will be left out of the book who I would have loved to include.

JRM: What surprised you about publishing these volumes?

MHB: What surprised me most was the willingness of people to get involved in the process and grant me permission to publish their work. This includes Michelle Kogan’s and Teresa Robeson’s custom artwork. I’m very sensitive to writers and artists not being appropriately compensated, but the reality is that I don’t make a lot of money from these volumes. I feel grateful just to break even after contributor copies, so the generosity of my creative colleagues is very much appreciated!

JRM: It takes time and organization to serve as publisher and designer of these volumes.  How does your family help support you in the endeavors?  Plus, you teach, correct?  

MHB: It does take a lot of time and organization. Thankfully organization comes naturally to me. Time, unfortunately, does not. It takes six months to put a Best of Today’s Little Ditty volume together, and that includes the support of many people helping me along the way—my ditty committee, cover artist, and Renée LaTulippe who functions as my proofreader and go-to for editorial advice and assistance. If I didn’t have all that help, clearly the process would take longer. While my family doesn’t help directly, they certainly put up with a lot of extra work hours and a fair share of complaining about feeling overwhelmed. They’ve also become quite good at fending for themselves for dinner! I don’t teach full time, so teaching falls into the same category as personal writing, parenting obligations, and family time. When it comes to fitting everything in, we make time for the things we care about. I don’t know of any other way.

JRM:  You’ve shepherded many of our poems to be published in the Best of TLD.  When might we see your own book of poetry published?

MHB:  Ha! I sure hope one day, Jone. I established Today’s Little Ditty in 2013 to dedicate myself to the writing profession, find a support community, and make career connections. Ironically, other than blog posts, sometimes the only writing I find time for during the course of a month is one poem in response to my own DMC challenge!  Don’t get me wrong, TLD has been a marvelous investment of love, time, and effort, but I’d like to find a way to focus more attention on my own writing again. It’s taking me awhile to figure out the correct balance, but I think I’m getting close. In the meantime, you can find my poems in magazines, journals, and anthologies, including One Minute till Bedtime (Little, Brown), Here We Go and The Poetry Friday Anthology for Celebrations (Pomelo Books), and forthcoming collections from National Geographic and Charlesbridge. (For a more complete listing, visit my webpage: MichelleHBarnes.com.)


French Twist

Mom wore her hair in a French twist.
A practical carefree style for a nurse
who put patients first and fashion last
with her family sandwiched in between.

A practical carefree style for a nurse.
She worked nights while dad worked days
with her family sandwiched in between.
She slept during the day with everyone at school.

She worked nights while dad worked days.
Mom found time for a weekly ritual.
She slept during the day with everyone at school,
then drove to the beauty parlor on Main Street.

Mom found time for a weekly ritual,
a tiny treat she afforded herself,
a drive to the beauty parlor on Main Street
to get her hair washed, dried, and set.

A tiny treat she afforded herself,
she who put patients first and fashion last,
to get her hair washed, dried, and set.
Mom wore her hair in a French twist.

                    © Jone Rush MacCulloch