Word Groups - Ms. Lamorte
Word Groups
Objective: In this exercise you will be developing flexibility or “alternative thinking,” exploring a range of possibilities. More specifically, you are looking into the variety of “colors,” nuances, and meanings to be found in words.
Directions: Look at the various word groups that have been assembled for you. Choose a word group of four words from the word-group lists. You are to use these four words to develop three poems.
Hint: One way to do this is to make one of the poems “positive” (something positive happens or there is a positive feeling in the poem; you decide on your own definition of positive). Make another poem in the set of three “negative.” In the third poem, a negative changes into a positive, or a positive changes into a negative; the poem somehow contains both or is somehow neutral.
emperor children fireflies moon
1.
The emperor is in the garden.
He came there to admire the moon,
as emperors do.
His children hide there,
covering their laughter with their hands,
wishing not to be seen.
They, too, came out for the moon,
but they also came to catch the fireflies.
2.
The moon is emperor tonight,
slowly crossing the garden
of the sky,
no children to accompany him,
an emperor alone.
Perhaps he came to play with
the starry fireflies.
3.
How sad the emperor seems tonight,
and lonely as the distant moon.
The burdens of ruling are great,
and assassins could be anywhere.
He remembers his days as a child
when his only care
was catching fireflies in the summer night.
4.
The emperor invites the children
to his summer garden.
They think he wants them
to admire the moon.
No, he wants them to teach him
the art of catching fireflies.
5.
I want to grow up to be the emperor of my life someday.
I want someone to love me, to think
that I’m the sun and moon.
But I will never outgrow
the solitary joy of catching fireflies
in the summer nights.
6.
No moon tonight.
No matter.
Let him sleep,
that golden emperor
of the summer night.
I will be like children
happy in the dark,
their hearts made bright
in chasing fireflies.
7.
Winter night, so cold,
the emperor moon
a frozen statue
in the glistening sky.
Icicles hang from
the pagoda roof,
twinkling here and there
like summer fireflies.
Here, too, the snowman
left by playing children
to help us set aside, for now,
the joys of summer days.
8.
My father thinks he’s emperor
of our house.
His watch is ruler of his days.
He whistles from the porch
to call me in.
It’s time, he thinks.
No moon tonight to give away
my hiding place.
I’ll come in soon, but for a while
I want to linger-
and you can guess-
the summer night is full of fireflies.
Word Groups
Mother
Folds
Twilight
Hands
Paint
Insects
Brush
Glory
Table
Tortillas
House
Moon
Coins
Cold
Frost
Lace
Dragonfly
Pond
Face
Silence
Cloud
Trickle
Arroyo
Dust
Grandfather
Village
Silver
Rain
Voice
Whence
Truth
Light
Poem
Flocks
Wings
Fly
Ecstasy
Garments
Linger
Dawn
Imagine
Someone
Listen
Words
Child
Shore
Waves
World
Weave
Colors
Childhood
Threads
Watermelon
Steps
Seeds
Talk
Homeward
Journey
Veils
Mists
Snow
White-haired
Forest
Black
Timeless
Cloud
Moon
Branch
Fog
Bridge
Pony
Graze
Graves
Women
Knowledge
Earth
Boy
Knick
Wisdom
Beard
Flowers
Memories
Lonely
Jar
Faith
Tests
Illusions
Discern
Spring
Darkness
Moonlight
Silk
Rock
River
Girl
Wash
Poet
Pour
Courage
Page
Abandoned
Empty
Boards
Weeds
Sand
Gold
Blind
Sea
Solitude Genesis Monk
Joy Soul Simple
Windy Magic Cricket
Gate Youth Night
Windows Routine Child
Mannequins Curtain Resilient
Reflections Headphones Forgiving
Flee Sheet Free
Iraq Archway Discipline
Streets Silence Eyes
Heartbeats Pause Open
Hands Return/Go Receive
Mine Sunflower Amateur
Table Crow Cosmos
Apartment Eye Drowsy
Life Run Stars
Ashes Woman Wind
Compose Scent Clothesline
Alphabet Fingers Mother
Stars Bloom Sheets
Grandfather Abandoned Lace
Village Empty Trunk
Silver Boards Shadow
Rain Weeds Snow
Cloud Sand Woods
Tickle Gold Wonder
Arroyo Blind Insect
Dust Sea Palm
Table City Caterpillar
Tortillas Sunset Valley
House Windows Mountain
Moon Lights Change
Mother Teacher Woman
Folds Piano Scent
Hands Dust Fingers
Twilight Keys Blooms
Dragonfly Story Nightgown
Pond Mine Nude
Face Muscles Garden
Silence Move Shapes
Autumn Discipline Poems
Bowl Eyes Permissions
Invisible Open Borrow
Hands Receive Steal
Waves No one Childhood
Jewels Amazing Scissors
Shore Told Paper
Queen Joy Rock
China Pueblo Cattle
Poets Shadow Darkness
Mountains Cheek Salt block
Mist Breeze Moon
Teacher Cycles Maples
Piano Stories Anesthesia
Dust Child Autumn
Keys Repeat Rain
Beauty Sun Pond
Unexpected Seesaw Droplets
Rethought Children Circles
Seen Lift Thoughts
Hummingbird Waste Shed
Air Abandon Lonely
Tremble Summer Dawn
Throat Save Cat
Perfection Wars Winds
Excellence Revolutions Giants
Chance Bubbles Redwoods
Enough Streams Coast
Battles Fire Grains
Foes Diamond Granules
Entwined Coal Happiness
Peace King Earth
Coffin Sister Tribe
Smiles Brother Riverbank
Butterfly Teacher Ghosts
Wreath Climb Names
Woman Dog Waves
Scent Path Purple
Fingers Moon Bridge
Blooms Pond Crows
Japan Increase Paper
Pagoda Decrease Boat
Haiku Suffering Yesterday
Snow Words Dream
Cycles Prayer Goats
Stories Pain Rivers
Child Brand Moonlight
Repeat Heart Believe
Melt Cup Privacy
Symphony Measure Lovers
Beavers Sadness Hours
Ice Sea Tales
Archway November Sunset
Silence Layers Splashed
Pause Stone Ideals
Return/go Throat Blood
Conch Sea Nets
Mermaid Dikes Darkness
Moon Existence Treasures
Mist/tide Heart Sort
Trunk Birds Morning
Fallen Migrate Commuters
Ocean Winter Newspapers
Smooth Cage Wings
Fan Bamboo Lost
Designs Flute Teacher
Open Gauze Kindness
Moon Mist Face
Goats Abyss Girls
Rivers Dream Willows
Moonlight Clover Eyebrows
Believe Grass Breeze
Reflections
The warm
moon shaped tortillas
lay abandoned
on the table.
Catching dragonflies is more important
than dinner on summer nights like this.
We come equipped with our lonely mason jars
and quick hands.
The moonlight shines
and makes the grass
look like its woven
with silk and lace.
It feels good against our bare feet.
The fireflies brush the sky
With their wallflower yellow lights
They linger
Just enough to tempt us
Daring us to catch ‘em in our hands.
No one walks tonight
We take watermelon sized leaps forward
Chasing nothing
And everything
At the same time.
I wish I could bottle up
The branches of the willow tree
The mist
The fog
The boardwalk
But the pond has done that for me
Carrying reflections of
lightning bugs
lilacs and lilies
and timeless others who have come before us.
Mr. Ochoa
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