Ode to My WHISL Classes by Mrs. Bell

Gossamer threads glitter, lively

with morning dew. A new

day shivers awake, delicate,

intricate as this web, leading

us on a journey

in a circle

spiraling (hopefully) upward,

inward.

I feel blessed our paths

intersect, and I smile

as nature weaves small reminders

of this ethereal connection.

Poetry Posting and Blogging Assignment

Hello Students!

Please cut and paste your revised poem into this blog by Friday 12/18 by midnight. Use the "New Post" button in the top right-hand corner. Make sure you put the title of your poem and your full name in the title section of the post. You will also need to comment (see comment button below each poem) on three other poems by Tues 12/22. Feel free to read more than three poems and click on the quick comment buttons on the bottom.

See my example for the format.