Hello all...
I hope you are all having a fabulous Summer/Winter depending on where you live! Scrap that Poetry has been taking a brief haitis and will be back in August... look for a new challenge August 1st!!!
Please take a minute and suggest your favorite poem and maybe it will be picked in an upcoming challenge!
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Thursday, May 5, 2011
I Love to Be a Mother #40
Challenge #40 is "I Love to be a Mother" author unknown
I Love To Be a Mother
Some houses try to hide the fact
that children shelter there.
Ours boasts of it quite openly,
the signs are everywhere.
For smears are on the windows,
little smudges on the doors,
I should apologize, I guess,
for toys strewn on the floor.
But I sat down with the children
and we played and laughed and read;
And if the doorbell doesn't shine,
their eyes will shine instead.
For when at times I'm forced to choose
the one job or the other;
I like to be a housewife but
I love to be a mother.
...Author Unknown
Remember, you don't need to choose the entire poem... it could just be a line or a word!!!
You do not need to be a mom to play along!
You have until May 30.th to link your layout, card or 3D element to Mr. linky.
Can't wait to see what you create!
I Love To Be a Mother
Some houses try to hide the fact
that children shelter there.
Ours boasts of it quite openly,
the signs are everywhere.
For smears are on the windows,
little smudges on the doors,
I should apologize, I guess,
for toys strewn on the floor.
But I sat down with the children
and we played and laughed and read;
And if the doorbell doesn't shine,
their eyes will shine instead.
For when at times I'm forced to choose
the one job or the other;
I like to be a housewife but
I love to be a mother.
...Author Unknown
Remember, you don't need to choose the entire poem... it could just be a line or a word!!!
You do not need to be a mom to play along!
You have until May 30.th to link your layout, card or 3D element to Mr. linky.
Can't wait to see what you create!
April Winner
Sunday, April 10, 2011
April Challenges
Winner for Winter Pools
Calmly We Walk Through This April's Day
by Delmore Schwartz
Calmly we walk through this April's day,
Metropolitan poetry here and there,
In the park sit pauper and rentier,
The screaming children, the motor-car
Fugitive about us, running away,
Between the worker and the millionaire
Number provides all distances,
It is Nineteen Thirty-Seven now,
Many great dears are taken away,
What will become of you and me
(This is the school in which we learn...)
Besides the photo and the memory?
(...that time is the fire in which we burn.)
(This is the school in which we learn...)
What is the self amid this blaze?
What am I now that I was then
Which I shall suffer and act again,
The theodicy I wrote in my high school days
Restored all life from infancy,
The children shouting are bright as they run
(This is the school in which they learn . . .)
Ravished entirely in their passing play!
(...that time is the fire in which they burn.)
Avid its rush, that reeling blaze!
Where is my father and Eleanor?
Not where are they now, dead seven years,
But what they were then?
No more? No more?
From Nineteen-Fourteen to the present day,
Bert Spira and Rhoda consume, consume
Not where they are now (where are they now?)
But what they were then, both beautiful;
Each minute bursts in the burning room,
The great globe reels in the solar fire,
Spinning the trivial and unique away.
(How all things flash! How all things flare!)
What am I now that I was then?
May memory restore again and again
The smallest color of the smallest day:
Time is the school in which we learn,
Time is the fire in which we burn.
Please Welcome Back Shazza... as our guest designer for April.
Visit Shazza's blog here...
Hi! I'm Shazza! I'm delighted to be Guest DT at Scrap that Poety...in fact its my first ever stint as a Guest DT member!
I have been scrapping for about 3 years now and love it. My main subjects are family, friends and pets.
I love everything about scrapbooking, the embellies the papers, the photos, but I especially love the friendships I have made on different scrapping sites.
I love challenge sites and try to enter a few each month and of course 'Scrap that Poetry' is one of my favourites, as I have always had a love of poetry.
I'm looking forward to seeing all the DT work and especially the entries this month.... Cheers Shazza
Here is her take on the 1st poem "Calmly We Walk Through this April's Day"
All the screaming children have been adopted from the internet lol.
I love those photos...
I used a watercolor pic of children holding hands and dancing in a field of daffodils. I loved this poem so I added the full poem and added the
poem title and poet in the lonely little cloud at the top left hand side.
Also, please welcome Patricia
Check out her blog here.
Used the line 'what am I now that I was then'.
when I was 17 in '73....
The skinny legs have disapeared but the crooked smile is still there (most of the times) ;) ;)
Mandy
Thanks for playing along everyone!
We are changing the challenge blog slightly!
We will only be posting one challenge for the entire month beginning in May.
The design team will be linking their layouts to Mr. Linky as well, for all to see!
I hope you enjoy the extra time to link your creations!
Challenge #38Calmly We Walk Through This April's Day
by Delmore Schwartz
Calmly we walk through this April's day,
Metropolitan poetry here and there,
In the park sit pauper and rentier,
The screaming children, the motor-car
Fugitive about us, running away,
Between the worker and the millionaire
Number provides all distances,
It is Nineteen Thirty-Seven now,
Many great dears are taken away,
What will become of you and me
(This is the school in which we learn...)
Besides the photo and the memory?
(...that time is the fire in which we burn.)
(This is the school in which we learn...)
What is the self amid this blaze?
What am I now that I was then
Which I shall suffer and act again,
The theodicy I wrote in my high school days
Restored all life from infancy,
The children shouting are bright as they run
(This is the school in which they learn . . .)
Ravished entirely in their passing play!
(...that time is the fire in which they burn.)
Avid its rush, that reeling blaze!
Where is my father and Eleanor?
Not where are they now, dead seven years,
But what they were then?
No more? No more?
From Nineteen-Fourteen to the present day,
Bert Spira and Rhoda consume, consume
Not where they are now (where are they now?)
But what they were then, both beautiful;
Each minute bursts in the burning room,
The great globe reels in the solar fire,
Spinning the trivial and unique away.
(How all things flash! How all things flare!)
What am I now that I was then?
May memory restore again and again
The smallest color of the smallest day:
Time is the school in which we learn,
Time is the fire in which we burn.
Please Welcome Back Shazza... as our guest designer for April.
Visit Shazza's blog here...
Hi! I'm Shazza! I'm delighted to be Guest DT at Scrap that Poety...in fact its my first ever stint as a Guest DT member!
I have been scrapping for about 3 years now and love it. My main subjects are family, friends and pets.
I love everything about scrapbooking, the embellies the papers, the photos, but I especially love the friendships I have made on different scrapping sites.
I love challenge sites and try to enter a few each month and of course 'Scrap that Poetry' is one of my favourites, as I have always had a love of poetry.
I'm looking forward to seeing all the DT work and especially the entries this month.... Cheers Shazza
Here is her take on the 1st poem "Calmly We Walk Through this April's Day"
As soon as I saw those words I just wanted to do a page showcasing screaming children and added....'will not be tolerated'.
All the screaming children have been adopted from the internet lol.
I love those photos...
What a creative use of the poem!!!
Here is her next take on the second poem...
I used the last line ...'and dances with the daffodils' from the poem I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud by William Wordsworth
I used a watercolor pic of children holding hands and dancing in a field of daffodils. I loved this poem so I added the full poem and added the
poem title and poet in the lonely little cloud at the top left hand side.
Also, please welcome Patricia
Check out her blog here.
I've made a LO with the april poem.
Used bright 'april' colours.Used the line 'what am I now that I was then'.
when I was 17 in '73....
The skinny legs have disapeared but the crooked smile is still there (most of the times) ;) ;)
Here is our 2nd poem for the month..
Challenge #39
I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud
by William Wordsworth
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
Can't wait to see which poem you play along with this month.
You have until April 28th to link your creation to Mr. Linky!
Winner will have their layout posted in the Poetry Corner!
I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud
by William Wordsworth
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
Can't wait to see which poem you play along with this month.
You have until April 28th to link your creation to Mr. Linky!
Winner will have their layout posted in the Poetry Corner!
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Challenge #37 Spring Pools and a winner
Thank you to all that played along with us during our last challenge...
Winner is...
Shazza
Now on to the next challenge!!!
Challenge #37
Spring Pools
by Robert Frost
These pools that, though in forests, still reflect
The total sky almost without defect,
And like the flowers beside them, chill and shiver,
Will like the flowers beside them soon be gone,
And yet not out by any brook or river,
But up by roots to bring dark foliage on.
The trees that have it in their pent-up buds
To darken nature and be summer woods---
Let them think twice before they use their powers
To blot out and drink up and sweep away
These flowery waters and these watery flowers
from snow that melted only yesterday.
Winner is...
Shazza
Love your design Shazza!!!
We look forward to having you as guest designer for April!
Now on to the next challenge!!!
Challenge #37
Spring Pools
by Robert Frost
These pools that, though in forests, still reflect
The total sky almost without defect,
And like the flowers beside them, chill and shiver,
Will like the flowers beside them soon be gone,
And yet not out by any brook or river,
But up by roots to bring dark foliage on.
The trees that have it in their pent-up buds
To darken nature and be summer woods---
Let them think twice before they use their powers
To blot out and drink up and sweep away
These flowery waters and these watery flowers
from snow that melted only yesterday.
Liz's take on our poem...
Mel
Now it is your turn... what do you create with these words?
You have until March 30th at 10am EST to link to Mr. Linky below
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Challenge #36 March
Our newest poem is "March".
We can't wait to see what inspires you from our poem.
Here is what our guest designer created...
Sarah Cooper
March! March! They will hurry
Forth at the wild bugle sound...
Using them under a photo of a painting, at the Canadian War Museum, of the Highland regiment marching to battle. These pictures were all taken an a visit to the museum this past Fall. My parents, husband and I waited to go on a kid-free-day so we could truly take-in all the museum had to offer. We spent almost an entire day strolling, reading and trying to take it all in.
It's a truly humbling experience.
Check out her blog here.
I selected 2 lines from the Poem:
March! March! They will hurry
Forth at the wild bugle sound...
Using them under a photo of a painting, at the Canadian War Museum, of the Highland regiment marching to battle. These pictures were all taken an a visit to the museum this past Fall. My parents, husband and I waited to go on a kid-free-day so we could truly take-in all the museum had to offer. We spent almost an entire day strolling, reading and trying to take it all in.
It's a truly humbling experience.
Check out her blog here.
Here is what our designers created...
Mel J
Liz
Tiffany
Jennifer
You have until March 14th at 10 am EST to play along with us!
Link your creation to Mr. Linky or our comment section.
We can't wait to visit your blog and check out your work!
Winner
Patricia
Your layout is hanging in the Poetry Corner!
Please send me an email at scrapthatpoetry@hotmail.com and we would love for you to be our guest designer!
Winner of the RAK from Scrapbookit is Jenny.
Congrats, send us an email at scrapthatpoetry@hotmail.com
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