"Peppermints"

Peppermints

By Ivy Morrison

Peppermints abound at Christmas time,

It’s out with bananas, melons, and lime.

But why should I wait for such a sweet taste?

In my cookies, my cocoa and my coffee! Make Haste!

Peppermints come in so many ways.

Any form or shape I will eat just the same.

Such as ice-cream and candy and chocolate – Oh my!

Oh my word – could you picture a peppermint pie?!

But when Christmas time is just about over,

I’ll start to freak out and run to Ms. Toler.

I’ll scream “OH NO! The stores have run out!”

To which she’ll respond “Heavens’ sakes child, don’t pout!”

At Tarkington Intermediate it is poetry time with 4th grade language arts! Before the holidays they had some fun coming up with Christmas themed Shape Poems and Concrete Poems! During my Tutorials I decided to go ahead and make one along with the students. Above is my ode to peppermints, my absolute FAVORITE flavor!!

And in case anyone wondered who the heck Ms. Toler is...she is our lovely librarian. And in case you're STILL curious she is pictured below :)

                                          

Isn't she cute?!

This is what college does to you

As stated in my last post I have recently started back to college (FINALLY!!!). I am SO excited to finally be finishing up yet when you get into your homework and have to focus all your attention on a certain subject it can mess with your head.

Case in point: I am driving in the truck (by myself - rare occasion) and on the regular christian station that I listen to, KSBJ, was a talk show. They have talk shows every Sunday night and I will listen to some of them but this one was of NO interest to me. So I flipped the station to some country music and was enjoying hearing some old favorites and a few newer ones I wasn't familiar with yet. The radio switched songs to "You're Gonna Miss This" by Trace Adkins. I really begin listening to the words, you know listening, not just hearing and before I can catch up with my own thoughts I realize that I am comparing the similarities between this country song and Robert Frost's poem, "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening".

Okay I mean come on! Seriously brain! Although to give my brain credit they really are similar in theme and I could probably write a whole other paper on comparing the two...but still.

This is what college does to you.

(Click on the link to hear the poet, Robert Frost, recite this poem)

Whispers of Hope

Bright Morning Star
God's diamond brooch
Upon the blackest night

Whispering Hope
'Neath mercy's cloak,
"The dark is almost light!"

Waken, Slumber!
Sleep not past
The painted dawn for thee.

Burst forth, O Star
One day not far
And shine Thy light on me.

-Beth Moore