Self Portrait Poem

Softball fields at WMU

Tailgating with my crew

Friends and I cheer

Wearing Western gear

Drinks on the go

With Buster Bronco

With Maris and Grace

Smile on my face

The sun is really bright

I'm holding Natty Light

A memorable snapshot

Of me and the mascot

Letter to a Friend...

Hey there...
How are you doing? Hope all is well..This weekend was rather uneventful but I did go out Saturday night with some friends from Jackson. Sarah and I showed them around some of the bars downtown like Shakespeare's, Monaco, Harvey's, etc. We had a good time and everyone enjoyed how much cheaper it is to go to the bars in K-Zoo than in Jackson. On Sunday I got sucked into a marathon of America's Next Top Model on MTV. I don't even know why... Tyra annoys me so much that I could barely stand it, yet I had to stick it out and watch to see who won. It was a sad way to spend an entire day, but hey it was Sunday and I just didn't feel like being productive.. Anyway, hope you enjoyed your weekend..
Talk to ya later, Katey

Fire Write....

Dear Construction Crew on Monroe St.,

I understand that as construction workers you have a job to do, but the fact that you begin your outrageously noisy work at the crack of dawn everyday is incredibly annoying. I have had more rude awakenings in the past few months then I can count thanks to your crew and their thundering vehicles. The best is the incessant beeping that occurs when your machines are backing up. It is not only the noisy machines hauling and dropping that cause so much frustration, but the the workers who scream back and forth at one another all morning long. Not to mention the fact that a "supplies" semi was parked in our street for about a month and I never once witnessed a single supply taken from there...In addition to this, you choose to park your vehicles in my yard and all over our already crowded street to have lunch. So not only have you guys disturbed my sleep and taken over my road, but now I have Joe and Steve looking through my window while they enjoy their afternoon sandwich. I thought that the cold weather would eventually deter you guys and eliminate this problem, but it seems you guys are determined to persevere and go on irritating everyone in our neighborhood. Please construction crew, go away...or at least use morning voices...

Thank You, Katey Robinson

FOUND POETRY PROJECT

My article was about the growth of peanut allergies and how peanuts could be banned from schools..

"Peanut-free zone"
Banned
Deadly Reactions
Oh Peanut Butter
Why do they attack you?
You provided the world
With a velvety snack
The perfect compliment
To a delicious jelly

Allergies they claim

Will deprive school kids
Of your sticky goodness

Links to Nature Imagery...

Tropical Picture

Winter Scene

Forests

Desert

Cool Poem I Found About Social Justice...

The Pain of Love

Does God understand the pain of love?
The loneliness we feel
The rejection the betrayal of trust by a friend.
Does He understand the experience of total separation
From one He loves?
Does He understand the agony and grief of the soul?
The cost and the pain of love.

God sent his only Son into the world.
He was despised and rejected by men
Betrayed by a friend.
He experienced total separation from His beloved Son.
In the garden Jesus knew agony and grief beyond compare.
The cost and the pain were borne for us on the cross.
Yes God knows the pain of love.

October 1984

Cry of the Unknown Hostages

When you say that you care about the hostages,
What do you really mean?
Do you really care for my brothers and sisters,
Who never make your news bulletins?
Do they really matter to you?
We are the forgotten ones,
The unseen.
They make no videos of us,
Make no demands of the West.
Sometimes they demand a ransom
But who will pay?
Who will redeem me?
Before I pay the ultimate price,
Before the axeman comes.
And yet your Jesus said
"I have come to proclaim freedom"
Will He redeem me?
Will He pay the price for me?
Can He really rescue me?
I do not know your Jesus,
So I need you to speak on my behalf.
I don't want to die.
I want to live!
I want to see my children grow up
I need help NOW!
Before the axeman comes.
And now it is too late
For now the axeman comes.

November 2004 Written in response to the plight of many Iraqi hostages who died without publicity from the Western media. Many would not have known Jesus and many perhaps never knew of the great price that Jesus paid for them.
http://davepoems.tripod.com/id4.html

Response Chapter 14

I liked that this chapter pointed out the fact that although we as teachers should encourage students to get creative, basic writing skills are still fundamental and neccessary. The chapter mentioned that assignments like research papers are still useful in teaching our students how to construct an informative essay, it also sharpens skills like making coherent arguements and having accurate thesis statements. I think this is important to consider when reading a text that focuses strongly on ways to get creative in writing, because it is easy to get carried away with trying to make multi genre essays really original and creative, and things like basic organization and structure can often be overlooked, even though it is a crucial skill needed in school.