Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Saturday, December 31, 2016

2016: A Poetic Year in Review

January
When you see people you haven't seen in forever it's always super awesome. I'm super happy for them when they find their match, but when I get home again it is hard to not feel intense loneliness. I try to remember how awesome I am, but sometimes I just do not succeed.

February 
I'm an awful student. I am terrible at raising my hand. I blurt out what I'm thinking without a filter. I have no idea how to study for a test. I am dreadfully disorganized. I am easily distracted. I hate sitting still for too long or I can sit still for hours. I hate homework, and avoid it if I can. And I am an extreme procrastinator. All these things make me a great teacher.

March
It sometimes feels like I'm the last single person in the world.
I'm pretty boring in March.

April
So much to do
Don't even know where or when to start
One day at a time. . .
Nope, everything at once!!!

May
Watch Dory, don't buy her. 

Be yourself, the world can only handle one you.

June
Everything is going to be awesome.
My Godson was born!
OMGoodness SCA 50 Year Celebration!

July
Flatulent Fairies
Toilet Seat Monsters
Soooooo many Poop jokes
Sneaky Poetry
Running a Boys Reading Club is Great!

August

Busy, Busy, Pennsic is busy.
Bears are stinky.
Boys really impressed me
But Summer is almost over! :(

September
Thirty-four already?
Happy Birthday to me.
I feel like I just turned 33!
Really busy lately
Taking life one day at a time
Youthful no more
Feeling old when I make pop culture jokes my colleagues don't understand
Onward to 35!
Uniquely me
Ready to hit a home run and knock out school and get my life really started! 

October
For the first time in my life I feel like I understand love ballads.
I can't bring myself to write sappy love poetry, 
and its way to soon to mention that word,
but I feel like I might finally be 
The Main Character
instead of the fifth wheel comic relief.
. . . 
Nevermind. 
Back to the Pond.

November
Avoid Politics.
Ignore Facebook.
The Hate is flowing on 
both 
sides of the fence.
Holy Moly.

December
In Memoriam- Matt Lukasiewicz aka Lord Vegor Sobieski

You were my date to Rachel's wedding
You had the worst jokes at the best times
You were always willing to lend a hand
You may have been a big guy, but you had a huge, quiet personality. 
I'll really miss you "sneaking" up behind me to poke me in the shoulder
I already miss your awesome, random "what are you doing up so late?" Facebook PMs that would help me make it through take home exams, huge papers, and last-minute youth activity planning.
Rest In Peace buddy. 🐐

Tuesday, October 11, 2016

I am

I am human.

I am female.
I am heterosexual.
I am single and not looking right now.

I am content.

I am a teacher (almost).

I love people, in general.
I am an optimist.

I am a movie watcher.
I am a TV watcher.
I am a reader.
I am a music listener.

I am a geek.
I am a nerd.

I am weird.

I am a history fan.
I am a science fan.
I am a grammar fan.
I am a Marvel girl.
I am a person who likes some math (but not all.)
I am a facebooker.
I am a bit of a techie.
I am a singer (enthusiastically but not well.)
I am a fan of the Oxford comma.

I am unique.

I am loud.
I am an extrovert.
I am ESFP or ENFP, and sometimes I score J instead of P.
I am orange and green.
I am grorange.
I am spontaneous.

I am lone.

I am unsure.
I am someone who double checks.
I am a triple-checker.
I am socially inept.
I am a wallflower.

I am scared.

I am honest.
I am honorable.
I am loyal.
I am a servant.
I am generous.
I am courageous.
I am faithful.
I am hopeful.
I am grateful.
I am prudent.

I am someone who strives for perseverance.

I am working on Temperance.
I am working on Patience.
I am working on Mercy.
I am working on Time Management.
I am working on Grace.
I am working on Strength.
I am working on Humility.

I am a webmaster.
I am a deputy to the Society MOAS.
I am a Youth Coordinator.
I am a presenter.

I am an office holder.

I am a caregiver.
I am a sitter.
I am a nanny.
I am a mentor.
I am a role model.

I am a kid person.

I am a poet.
I am an author.
I am an artist (in my own style.)
I am a stick-person enthusiast.

I am an educator.
I am a student.
I am a learner.

I am smart.

I am a person.
I am someone.
I am no one.

I am someone who likes Star Trek AND Star Wars.
I am a person who likes Kirk AND Picard.
I am a person who likes Shatner and Pine.
I am a person who ignores Episodes 1-3.

I am intelligent.

I am a detective.
I am an adventurer.
I am a scout.
I am a camper.
I am a pioneer.
I am a scientist.
I am an orator.
I am a writer.
I am a thinker.

I am a creator.

I am a re-creator.
I am creative.
I am the person who created ITMCTRAV.

I am plaid.

I am lazy.
I am motivated.
I am enthusiastic.
I am cool.
I am chill.

I am different.

I am Gryffinpuff.
I am divergent.
I am undefinable.

I am rare.

I am a failure.
I am a success.

I am a Lutheran.
I am a Jew.
I am a Jewtheran.

I am a daughter.
I am a sister.
I am a sister-in-law.
I am a niece.
I am an aunt.
I am a cousin.
I am a friend.
I am a neighbor.
I am a community member.

I am me.

I am Sarah Jean.

I am human.

I am - written by Sarah Jean Meyer, October 12, 2016

Sunday, August 21, 2016

Boys Club!

Rather than reinvent the wheel and create a long blog post, I'm just going to post the link to my website. I got busier this summer than I expected!

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Poetry and Art Integration

We talked about integrating Art into various subjects. Language Arts and Art work well together.  The assignment was to write a Haiku about a treasured childhood memory, and then illustrate it using abstract artwork.  We used oil pastels and/our chalk.

Warm and blazing fire/Stories, marshmallows, and love/a power outage

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Freedom is. . .

I posted "Freedom is. . . " as my facebook status.  I made the responses into a poem.

I think this would be an awesome "Morning Work" class collaboration for almost any grade! Especially with abstract concepts!



Freedom is. . . 

Sleeping in

Having a dairy queen blizzard just because!

Whatever you make of it

Doing what you want when you want

Running barefoot
                      on the beach
                                 through a field
                                           down a rain covered street
                                                                            . . .without fear

Ignorance --in the realm of not being burdened by worry, responsibility, or fear

Respecting the rules boundaries and limitations that keep us free

To a Dog: an open bag of dog food, an open field, a freshly laid blanket, and an open gate

I have a hard time with freedom, I'm a very self directed/motivated person at work so when I have free time I want someone to tell me what to do.

The feel of a horse below you, the open road ahead, and no plans for the rest of the day

Sleeping with your face in the chair! 
 Chaos!

 A sundae bar!

 A blank paper and a fresh box of crayons

A saddle

Sidewalk chalk

Being alone in a swimming pool

A hike in the woods

 In the pages of a book

CHICKEN POT PIE!
 

My Cowgirl Hat.

A dog with a ball
    A cat and the sunshine
        A bird on the wind

In the words of Abraham Lincoln, “Out of reach for some,”

Something we take for granted

An Orange Splot

A bag of chips!

Found when you least expect it.

Wearing robot pajamas at 30!

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Acrostic Poetry Lesson

I had to teach a lesson in my Human Development and Learning class.

It is a poetry lesson aimed at 4th graders.



 Here is the Lesson
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The Worksheet I created