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Wordle Schmerdle

Jen — Fri, 08 May 2009 05:38:35 +0000

So, I’ve been in a creative rut for a few weeks. It happens. But today I read a blog post about why teachers should use Wordle. What?

I’d not heard of Wordle, but intrigued, I trundled over and … well, just cool. So I wordled this blog post.

Created at www.wordle.net

I must say, I just love this. So many applications … some serious, some just for fun.

Go visit! Make your own … I’d love to see what your Wordle art looks like!

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Haiku and Adieu

Jen — Fri, 14 Nov 2008 04:44:19 +0000

It’s been a heck of a day and I have moved beyond exhaustion. I’m in that I’m-so-tired-I-actually-feel-nauseous place. That place where the best dream in the world is quiet. So, I bid you adieu with this haiku (yeh, I know haiku isn’t about rhyme, but I couldn’t resist).

Exhaustion sets in.

Heavy eyes begin to close.

Dreams are on the way.

Peace is Falling

Jen — Wed, 08 Dec 2004 04:21:19 +0000

I’ve written a bunch of things over the years. Some are silly. Some very serious.

One winter night in 1997, I left my parents house to head home. As I walked outside to my car, it started to snow. There were already a couple of inches on the ground and my feet were crunching … that was the only sound.

My parents lived way outside of the “city” on 50 acres of wooded land. So I was really out in the middle of nowhere. If you’ve never been, I suggest you find a place like that and visit. It reminded me a lot of the book Owl Moon.

Anyway, so I wanted to capture that moment … that sound (or lack of it). So I wrote this. I think it might be one of my favorite pieces.

Look up.
Look around.
Peace is falling.
The roar of the silence peaks other senses.
Cold tingles fingers.
Eyes see ghostly, crystalline figures clearly.
The beauty of the forest … deafening.
Everything shimmering and boundless and clear.
Majestic creatures quieted -
Tucked in Mother Nature’s quilt.
Look up.
Peace is falling.

The weather we’ve been having here (and the fact that it’s almost Christmas) reminded me of this again. Good memories.