Sunday, January 22, 2006


Acrylic on watercolor paper
I learned to write poetry when I was home-schooling my son. Poetry never made sense to me when I was in school and I was determined that my son was going to learn it. I took him to the Poetry House on Spring Street. I also bought books on writing poetry and we read them together. Then I asked my Mother for help and she taught both Sam and me a lot about poetry. Rhyming is really hard for me. I've written a couple of really awful poems that rhyme. My son is better at rhyming than I am; he rhymes easily.

I was kind of shocked when I was able to write my first poem and I still don’t really grasp the difference between free verse and prose. I am grateful to my mother for all her hard work in teaching my son and me to write poetry and to both my mother and father for the hours they spent reciting poetry to me when I was growing up.


Paint Chip (aka Cindy) said...

Hi Fellow Artist, I bounced into your blog today from Kat's Place. I enjoyed reading through your entries and admiring your art work. I especially like the piece you recently did with the cat. The one you just "let happen." Kudos to you!

Thanks for sharing a beautiful part of you with the rest of us!

I hope you continue to enjoy traveling through the AW course!

kathryn said...

I love this painting. I could look at it for a long time.

Endment said...

As always I love your yuse of color