Poems open eyes and minds, provide comfort and a sense of belonging, and promote self-discovery. My joy—as a reader, writer, and teacher—is sharing my enthusiasm for poetry with others. With degrees in theater and training/development, I love to partner with educators to deliver customized, interactive creative workshops for students of all ages. I've visited classrooms, summer camps, club meetings, and even a residential facility for incarcerated youth.
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The Place
The place is everywhere
The place is everything you want
The place has meadows and flowers
The place has thoughts in the air
The place is soft but heavy with weight
The place is smart and creative
The place is like no other
The place thinks about everything
The place is your mind and imagination
Group Pocket Poem
– after Calef Brown
I have a jacket,
a jacket made of pockets
In pocket #8
I have a bottle of water
to stay alive on Jupiter
In pocket #553
I have a food machine
so we don’t starve on Jupiter
In pocket #1000
I have a map
so I can find my way back home
Water Poem
Water is a word that flows.
It is unconfined and
endless
it
glimmers in the sunset
and pitter-patters on the window.
It is silk, it is gentle.
It sprinkles down from trees
And are droplets on
leaves
But it can be
DISASTROUS
in the flash of a storm.
Sloth
The sloth is a prince of the trees,
lazing away as he naps in the leaves.
He's slow and relaxed as he smiles and snacks,
climbs up the branches with both of his hands,
but he doesn't get far at all.
O Bicho-preguiça é um príncipe das árvores,
preguiçando durante ele durma nas folhas.
Ele é lento e relaxado enquento ele sorri e come,
sobe os galhos com duas mãos deles,
mas não vai longo absolutamente.
My feeling
There is a lot of things I want to be
but the things people say is really killing me, changing
me. I don't know who I am. I feel like I'm just
left in the sand. I try, stop, cry, sometimes I feel like
I just need to die, but that is not always right. I
need love, and care not to be scared. I need to
stand my ground, not flee, but turn the negative to
nothing and the positive to me.
I am a amazing astroid
I see movment of the other astroids
I hear the whistles of astroids going by me
I smell the dust whirling around me
I taste dust
I worry my life will never end
I hope my life will end
I want to go faster
I pretend I can go faster
I understand I cant go faster
I am a amazing astroid