Somewhere in the blogosphere last week I read poetry that used paint chips for poem starters. Then I went in search of how they went about it. Yesterday I started doing paint chip poetry with students at the school I am working in. I used an idea from here, although I modified it for younger poets. I also used this idea here.
Here are two poems I created using both of these formats. Yesterday was the anniversary of my mother's death, so it was probably inevitable that this first poem reflect that.
Sunny jonquil is the colour of my mother
I remember her love of daffodils
and how it felt to hug her
I can still hear her voice reciting Wordsworth poetry
I can still see her smile
I miss her joy
Sunny jonquil is the colour of my mother
purple royalty
becomes a vivid orange
morning sunrise
highlighting
a lovely green day
