Friday, September 21, 2012

Poetic Captions: Pug vs. the Storyboard

How do you know it's time to take a break? 


When your dog sits on your storyboard and refuses to get off. 

So I know that it can be hard to unplug from a writing project especially when the words are flowing. Recently, my pug decided he had enough and took a nap on my storyboard. I shooed him off and five minutes later he was on my storyboard/ I shooed him off again and five minutes later he was on my storyboard for the third time! Message received! 

What about you? How do you know it's time to unplug from a project? Is it your kids screaming for dinner or the aching in your hands? Please tell me in the comments below. 

if you liked this post please let others know. On Sunday, I'll be posting my first reflection and on Monday, I'll be blogging about agents. I hope you come back for that until then dare to write the impossible. 

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Thursday, August 2, 2012

Poetic Captions: Round 'Em Up Contest

Poetry Friday is here again and I’m hosting this weeks round-up. This is my first time hosting Poetry Friday so I thought I would hold a contest.  The rules are pretty simple. 
  • Come up with a caption or a line for the illustration below.
  • Post your caption or line in the comment section along with your full name.
I will pick a winner and use his/her caption in a poem. The contest is open to everyone. Contest closes on August 17 at midnight (mountain time). The winner will be announced in September.  The prize will be a $10 Amazon Gift Card. If you want to see the past winner click here

Now if you are here for the round-up please enter your name in the linky below. You don't have to be part of the round-up to enter the contest. 

Can you come up with a caption for this image?

If you liked this post please let others know. This will be my last post until September as I'm taking a blog-cation. During my time off I plan on revamping my blog and website. I'll see ya in September until then dare to write the impossible

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Friday, July 20, 2012

Poetic Captions: Pug vs. the Poem

Friday is here and it's time for some poetry! Please note that I'm no longer posting poetry every Friday, but every second Friday. 

I noticed it has been awhile since I've done a pug story so today's poem is dedicated to my love pug—Remi. 

Remi the Love Pug 

He has a big muzzle,
but don’t be afraid.
He’ll sniff you at first
then give you a kiss

He’ll steal your seat
and sample your food
He’ll drool on your bed
and chew your shoes

He’ll track mud in the house
and chase the cat
He’ll lick your books
and dirty the couch

He’s such a brat
He’s a naughty dog
You had enough
He has gone to far

But then…

He’ll nuzzle your feet
And keep you warm
He’ll guard your house
And you’ll feel safe

He’ll chase his tail
and make you smile
He’ll sit real pretty
and impress your friends


You’ll give him a hug
then a tummy rub
You’ll love him to death
and he’ll love you too!

If you liked this post please let others know. Come back on August 3 for another poetic caption. I will also be hosting the Poetry Friday Round-Up on Aug. 3. This coming Monday children's author Jennifer Young will be here to talk about her first author visit. I hope you come back for that until then dare to write the impossible
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For more poetry head over to A Teaching Life. Thanks Tara for hosting this weeks round-up!



Friday, July 6, 2012

Poetic Captions: Library of the Living Dead

You would think after writing a poem every day for poetry month that writing one poem in a week would be easy. It wasn’t. All your wonderful captions had my head spinning with ideas. 

Library of the Living Dead
Poem by Rena
Illustration by Bill
On my walk
My midnight walk
I came across
A curious shop

A ghoul, a vamp
A frankenstein
Browsing books
Row by row

Diamond, sparkling
Stalker vamp
Is just the thing a ghoul needs

Pain shifting
Orphan girl
Vampire Ann snapped it up

Cinder, cyborg
Lunar queen
Baba Yaga laughed out loud

Shape shifting
Hunchbacked spy
Frankenstein fell in love

One by one
They bought their books
And shuffled out
Into the night 

Congrats Rebecca! Please e-mail your mailing address to rjtraxel@gmail.com and I’ll send you your fabulous prize. Thank you everyone for entering. If you didn’t get a chance to enter no worries, I’ll be throwing another poetic captions’ contest on August 3.

If you liked this post please let others know. Come back next Friday for another Poetic Caption. Pop in on Monday to read part two of Writing in Style. Until then dare to write the impossible.
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Activities
  • Can you identify the books mentioned in the poem above?
  • Do you know which fairy tale princess once sought the aid of Baba Yaga? (*Hint* The answer is in the poem).
  • Story Prompt: Write a poem or a story about the kinds of monsters you would expect to find in a library for the undead. 
  • Colouring Page: The illustration above can be downloaded for colouring. Right click, save to desktop and print. 
Remember you can always connect with me on Facebook and Twitter.
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Friday, June 29, 2012

Poetic Captions: Blog Party and a Contest

Party On!



As some of you know I’ve been participating in a picture book challenge –12x12in2012 hosted by the wonderful Julie Hedlund.Today, I’m celebrating along with my fellow 12x12ers the completion of six manuscripts. Since joining the challenge I’ve completed six manuscripts with the last two being part of a series. I met my wonderful critique group (Kirsten, Jennifer, Julie, and Jodi – you ladies rock). I’ve been exposed to a multitude of resources and have daily access to a wonderful group willing to encourage me every step of the way.

So in celebration I’m reaching out to all my creative friends and asking you come up with a caption for the illustration below. I’ll pick a winner and use the winning caption to write a poem. I will post the poem next Friday. The winner will receive a $20 Barnes and Noble gift card. Leave your name and caption in the comments below.  Contest closes on July 1 at 11:30pm (mountain time). Contest is open to everyone. 

Party on!


Can you come up with a caption for this image?

If you liked this post please let others know.  Come back next Friday and enjoy a poem by me and illustration by Bill. On Ouch Monday, I’ll be sharing revision tips. I hope you come back for that. Until then dare to write the impossible.

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Friday, June 15, 2012

Poetic Captions: Sock Monster

It's Friday and you know what the means POETRY! Today we are visited by the mysterious and perhaps even dangerous sock monster. 

Sock Monster

The door was open
For only a second
But that’s all it took
For it to slide out
Leaving its partner behind

Inch by inch
It crawled
Across the laundry floor
Inch by inch
It went
Down the hall
To my bedroom door

Knock. Knock. Knock.
“Who’s there?” I squeaked.
I didn’t dare get out of bed

Cr-e-e-e-a-k
Was the only reply
Then that horrible sound started again…

Pee-Yew!
Inch by inch
It crawled
Across my bedroom floor

Inch by inch
It went
Up the wooden post.

I shook and shook
Under my blanket of fleece
I didn’t dare uncover my head

Inch by inch
It crawled
I reached a hand out
Turned the lamp on

Plop!

There it lay
At the foot my bed
My brother’s smelly out sock

Pee-Yew!

I hid under the covers again


What kind of sock monster lives at your house? What does he/she do all day?
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Friday, June 8, 2012

Poetic Captions: A Blast From the Past

I’ve been busy all week sorting through boxes of books and boxes full of old stories. I didn’t get a chance to write Monday’s post (sorry about that).  While digging through years of writing, I came across a poem that I wrote as a teen for my grandparent’s 50th anniversary.  I wanted to share that poem with you today.  There won’t be an illustration or an activity this week.  Stay tuned for next weeks’ Poetic Caption, in which there will be an illustration by Bill and poem/activity by me.


Happily ever after...

True Love

Once upon a time
You met each other
You started an everlasting bond
That’s kept you together

Once upon a time
You had your first date
And everything else
Was left to fate

Once upon a time
That fondness grew to love
Deep within your hearts
You knew you would never be apart

Once upon a time
Vows were exchanged between you
Now 50 years has come
And that love is still true

Do you have any old poems/stories lying around?

If you liked this post please let others know. Join me next Friday for another Poetic Caption. On Ouch Monday, I’ll be talking about networking. I hope you come back for that. Until then dare to write the impossible.
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*Photo by Soul Slate Photography 

Friday, June 1, 2012

Poetic Captions: Grocery Store

Today's poem was inspired by Catherine Johnson's poem Monkey Business.  I think this poem is something many of you can relate to. Enjoy. 


Grocery Shopping 
--By Rena J. Traxel


He's jumping up and down
I want cookies!
Like a hyper kangaroo
He’s going through a phase
That is what I’m told

He’s nagging at my side
Like a buzzing little fly
He is grabbing all the junk
Every time I turn away

He’s reading all the labels
Like a seeing eye dog
He’s driving me insane
I should have left him home 

So what do you do
With a hyper kangaroo,
A buzzing little fly,
A seeing eye dog,
I’ll tell you what to do
I’ll try it next time
Leave him in the car
Like every wife should do…(he’s thirty-seven after all). 

If you liked this post please let others know. Join me next week for another Poetic Caption, featuring a poem by me and illustration by Bill. On Ouch Monday, I’ll be talking about networking I hope you come back for that.
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Friday, May 25, 2012

Poetic Captions: Poetry Tips and Contest Winners

A couple of weeks ago I had the chance to have a one-on-one critique with children’s poet Tiffany Stone. Here are some tips I picked up from my meeting and from her talk on POV Poetry.

  •  Not all poems for children need to be written in rhyme especially if the rhyme is bad.
  • Have a twist ending. Something that will the shock the reader or make them laugh.
  • Consider whose point view your poem is coming from.                               
  • Don't be afraid to play with form (use sentence fragments, make letters move, etc.) 
  • Keep your rights so that you can re-sell your poems.    
  • When submitting to magazines check to see if they have a theme (make sure to check theme deadlines as magazines tend to collect work months in advance of publication).                 
And the winners are…drum roll please…but first a big thank you to everyone who submitted. I hope everyone comes back next April for another fun filled month of poetry.

The judges picked Vampire Recess by Irene Kistler

Vampire Recess
--by Irene Kistler 

I cannot wait til recess
My fangs do want to sprout
The teacher says to push them in
But still they pop on out

I’m biting on my paper
I’m chewing on my arm
I’m even feasting with my fangs
Upon the smoke alarm

I need to go to recess
where fangs are free to stab
With friends I play and snap and snarl
A recess jib and jab 

The readers picked Smooshy Gooshy Goodness by Natalie Fischer

Smooshy Gooshy Goodness

Smooshy-gooshy
Slicky-sticky
Made-to-lick-y! Tasty!
Scoop-it
Spread-it
Smear-the-bread it,
perfect peanut paste-y!
Swirl-it
Whirl-it
Spoon-and-twirl it,
better butter, thicker.
Glob-it
Blob-it
Dip-and-daub it,
shiny when it’s slicker.
Sniff-it
Whiff-it
Only-if-it
trails a nutty smell-y.
Slosh-it
Squash-it
Oh-my-gosh it
tastes so good with jelly!
Smooshy-gooshy
Slicky-sticky
Made-to-lick-y! Yummy!
Scoop-it
Spread-it
Smear-the-bread it,
Get it in my tummy!

Congrats ladies. Please e-mail me at traxelr@yahoo.ca and tell me what prize you want and where to send it. Click here to see a list of prizes.
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Linda over at TeacherDance is hosting this 
weeks poetry round-up. Thanks Linda!



Friday, May 18, 2012

Poetic Captions: Mother Birdie

Welcome back to poetic captions. If you haven't had a chance to cast your vote in my poetry contest click here to vote now. 


What's hatching in Mother birdie's nest?
I hope that everyone had a wonderful Mother’s day. Springing off from last week’s poem dedicated to my mom I wrote a poem about mother birds.  I write a lot of poems about birds mainly because they are constantly flapping past my window or singing to me in the mornings.  If you take a moment to watch them you will realize how truly wonderful they are except for the handful of pigeons who like to sit in my eavestroughing.  Now here is today's poem. 


Mother Birdie
--by Rena J. Traxel                                                                                                               
Mother birdie
Collects the scraps
To build the nest
Round and round
With sticks & bits
Lined with feathers 
From the birdie's chest
A safe place 
For her eggs to rest!
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Prompt: What's hatching in Mother birdie's nest. Please feel free to share below. 
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Activities
-To download a nest colouring page click here
-To learn more about birds and their nests click here
-To read another poem about birdies and their nests click here
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If you liked this post please let others know. Next week on Poetic Captions, I'll be announcing the winners from my poetry contest and sharing some poetry tips from children's poet Tiffany Stone. On Ouch Monday, I'll be talking about rejections I hope you come back for that. Remember you can always connect with me on Facebook and Twitter. Until then dare to write the impossible. 
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Looking Back To Past Posts
-Poetic Captions: Mother's Day 
-Vote For Your Favourite Poem
-My Journey to Canada West SCBWI Conference 

Katya Czaja is hosting this week's 
Poetry Friday Roundup. Thanks Katya!


Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Vote For Your Favourite Poem

To wrap up last month's poetry challenge here are seven poems by seven talented poets. Please vote below for your favourite poem. Voting will close on May 24 at 11:45pm (mountain time) and the winners will be announced on May 25. 


Congrats!
Illustration by Bill Boudreau

A. Eastersaurus

Did you see Eastersaurus? A marvellous bird,
He hatched from an egg made of chocolate and curd.
He was named Eastersaurus when born Easter morn,
The first thing he ate was some crackers and corn.
He spat it all out and he ran to the yard,
where children were hunting and working real hard.
A scavenger hunt for the most Easter eggs,
they ran round in circles and tripped over legs.
Well that Eastersaurus he flapped and he cawed,
he trilled and he thrilled and he loudly guffawed.
The kids all fell silent, now stopped in their tracks.
They grabbed one last egg and ran off with their sacks.
Well young Eastersaurus he started to sing,
of heaven and Jesus and other church things.
The children returned and they learned quite a lot,
that Easter was more than the eggs that they got.
They sang with the bird and they went for a ride,
all sat on his back on this fine Eastertide.
They scattered their eggs to their friends down below,
and called to the children, “It’s Easter you know!”
The next year, they waited and hoped they would see
the same Eastersaurus that filled them with glee.

B. My Grandma’s a Vampire

My grandma’s a vampire
Her life is askew
Her vision is shot
And her dentures have glue.
Her hunger has weakened
Her flitter has faltered
Her pacemaker skips
And her memory's altered.
My Grandma’s a vampire
But not for too long
Her body is brittle
And her drive is all gone.
Her hair is neglected,
In need of a comb,
When vampires are old
They are put in a home

C.  Vampire Recess

I cannot wait til recess
My fangs do want to sprout
The teacher says to push them in
But still they pop on out

I’m biting on my paper
I’m chewing on my arm
I’m even feasting with my fangs
Upon the smoke alarm

I need to go to recess
where fangs are free to stab
With friends I play and snap and snarl
A recess jib and jab


D. Cow, A Moon and A Suspicion

Hey! diddle, diddle, The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon;
I’m willing to bet that a record was set,
And she’ll be getting her trophy real soon.
She’s taken up discus and hurdle and sprints,
She long jumps and she triple jumps, too.
I know it sounds strange, but I’m telling you folks
There’s nothing ol’ Bess will not do.
I cannot explain where she got her mad skills,
Most bovine don’t even LIKE track.
But, I’ve come to suspect that Bess stayed in space
And “they” sent a lunar cow back!


E. Smooshy Gooshy Goodness

Smooshy-gooshy
Slicky-sticky
Made-to-lick-y! Tasty!
Scoop-it
Spread-it
Smear-the-bread it,
perfect peanut paste-y!
Swirl-it
Whirl-it
Spoon-and-twirl it,
better butter, thicker.
Glob-it
Blob-it
Dip-and-daub it,
shiny when it’s slicker.
Sniff-it
Whiff-it
Only-if-it
trails a nutty smell-y.
Slosh-it
Squash-it
Oh-my-gosh it
tastes so good with jelly!
Smooshy-gooshy
Slicky-sticky
Made-to-lick-y! Yummy!
Scoop-it
Spread-it
Smear-the-bread it,
Get it in my tummy!


F. Rules of Rhyme for a Reason

Show - don't tell and don't tell - show.
That's one rule you oughta know!

Meter matters - count your beats,
The only thing worse than bad meter is stinky feets.

 Near rhymes make me go insane,
'M' and 'N' are not the same.

Make sure rhyming fits your story,
Not so great for gross or gory, 

Say things in their normal order,
Blame it, don't, on some disorder.

Be unique - you won't regret it,
If you do - they won't forget it!


G. Wicked Trickery

Black hat
Mute growl
Thinly veiled scowl
Landlord has come to evict (it's not due)

Note signed:
Martyr
"Minister's daughter?"
His motives aren't hard to predict (what to do)

Wicked
Evil
Sinister weevil.
She's placed on the train track and tied

Offer...
Rescind__
"Surrender!" He grinned.
"But first, you must become my bride!"

White gown
Pale face
Thinly veil lace.
Landlord purses lips, then they're licked. (I do)

Then shock
Surprise
Wining disguise
Landlord then discovers he's tricked ("Not you!")

"Your specs, sir?"
"Offend, sir!"
"But look how it's penned, sir."
Landlord reads the note, yet again.

To his horrid chagrin
He read "r," not an "n."
Signed not by Martyr but Martyn!

On Friday there will be another Poetic Captions, in which I'll share a poem, an activity and a downloadable illustrations. I hope you come back for that. Until then dare to write the impossible.  
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