One of the things I always wanted to understand is the wonders of Math. My algebra teacher said “try, try again, if at first you fail. An understatement…like trying to teach Math to a whale. Here is a poem I’ve penned (so to speak) which conveys the point I am trying to make for no reason than thanks from those fortunate old lads and lasses … Continue reading Who said Girls are Not Good at Math?
[Writing 201, Poetry. DAY FOUR: Metaphors] Paper, Please… One of the things I quite enjoy and sorely miss is a Map, a good old fashion paper map in a neatly-folded packet. Nevermind that it opens easily, but defies return to its jacket Assuming a set of highway coordinates– say 77 and 211, a North or a West or the name of a city, a … Continue reading Paper, please: Ode to a Genuine Map
[Writing 201, Poetry. DAY 4: Imperfect, Limerick, Enjambment–which is a technique they must have taught when I was skipping English class in high school.] Who you calling imperfect? There once was a boy named Donald Who wanted to be rich, and grow up to be President ha ha! said the people as he started to stump but he knew what he was doing and … Continue reading Who you calling Imperfect?
[Writing201, Poetry. Today’s assignment involves the word GIFT, and Crostic, and Alliteration.] A Perfect Past Present Better a book, than a boat or a bear Or my childhood dream would be dashed Only such a gift would Keep me a happy child. I would never have wanted clothing Neither undies nor socks…in a box A doll or a hat or even a unicorn of … Continue reading A PERFECT PAST PRESENT for Poetry Class