Another poem in response to Shawn L. Bird’sPoetic Diversity Projectprompt for her Masters class. For March 8th she has asked for us to please share poetry or observations about the challenges and/or joys of sharing a space with others and link it in the comments on Shawn’s blog. Here is my contribution:
Here we sit, in our little house. I’m trying to think as the ideas come and go. The light glares from the screen and I hope the story will unfold. Then I hear the excited screams of your laughter, from the other room.
“I can hear you!” My thoughts are derailed. This novel will not write itself!
Then silence, and it makes me think. “What in the world is going on now?”
The words are fleeting, the moments too few. Our house is filled with joy. And too soon you’ll be gone, so laugh and scream to your heart’s content. I would not ever trade being your daddy or have it any other way.
Another poem in response to Shawn L. Bird’sPoetic Diversity Projectprompt for her Masters class. For March 3rd: Philosophy of Place – Does your moral/political/social/educational philosophy come from your sense of place (your birth place? a special place of change? your current place?) How does setting impact your philosophy?
Growing up in the high desert landscape of Southern Idaho, I have always been drawn to the land. From the deserts to the mountains, the river canyons to the rolling hills, each has and still does call to me to be explored. They are lands of unexpected dangers and infinite beauty. I love the land of Idaho, Oregon and Washington. This has always been my home, and yes I am a cowboy, just check out my avatar. 🙂 Living my entire life here has shaped my views on life, to be self-reliant and independent, sometimes to a fault. My moral, political, educational and social views have definitely been shaped by this land.
“My Lonely Soul”
The lonely cliffs The endless expanse Land as vast as the sky Beckons to be crossed
Alone On horseback From Sunrise and sunset
From arid deserts And forest groves I disappear into the wild As it calls my name
Our own places, where we sit side by side. A table and a desk, and yet two chairs the only similarity.
A window sits between, our singular view on the world. You are learning and growing so much, all the while inspiring me.
You being home-schooled and learning many things. Me with my writings and moments of idleness, that bond us together.
Our lives and the journey, forever an adventure, together.
~Mark Schutter 2015
This short free write poem I wrote in response to Shawn L. Bird’sPoetic Diversity Projectprompt for her Masters class. For March 1st , she has asked to please share details about your physical environment to demonstrate our diversity, and how we come together through our poetry!
I have written about the two spaces where I and my daughter sit and often do our thing! 🙂 I have a table with my laptop and my daughter has a desk where she often does her school work. We sit side by side facing the wall with a window between us. I encourage you to join in the fun and followShawn’s blog, she is a terrific writer!
Poetry, music, creative writing and a desire to inspire.....Isaiah 41:10: So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.