Slice of Life: One Final Sentence (as prose poem)

(The Slice of Life Challenge in March has been hosted by Two Writing Teachers as way to encourage teachers-as-writers. There is also a monthly call for Slices on Tuesdays. You can write then, too)

Every Sentence that’s been a Slice has narrowed my writer’s focus to single small moments of time and yet, in constructing the days in this constrained way, each string of words inadvertently left out much more than I could say.

Peace (as prose and poem),
Kevin

Slice of Life/Day in a Sentence: In Spring Jim

(The Slice of Life Challenge in March is hosted by Two Writing Teachers as way to encourage teachers-as-writers. You can join in, if you want. There is also a monthly call for Slices on Tuesdays. You can write then, too)

Just as I saw him on his bike, and thought, there’s the first sign of Spring, Jim, a retired neighbor and friend and avid bike wanderer, pedals past me with a smile and a hand pointing at the patch of purple crocus, shouting: “The first signs of Spring!”

Peace (rolling forward),
Kevin

Slice of Life/Day in a Sentence: Peeking At The Underbelly

(The Slice of Life Challenge in March is hosted by Two Writing Teachers as way to encourage teachers-as-writers. You can join in, if you want. There is also a monthly call for Slices on Tuesdays. You can write then, too)

A rainy, dreary Sunday was broken up unexpectedly by a squirrel clinging upside down on the window screen of the living room, sparking a confused ruckus for the dogs and giving us all a closer look at the furry underbelly of a gray squirrel.

Peace (holding on),
Kevin

Slice of Life/Day in a Sentence: Cacophonic Symphony

(The Slice of Life Challenge in March is hosted by Two Writing Teachers as way to encourage teachers-as-writers. You can join in, if you want. There is also a monthly call for Slices on Tuesdays. You can write then, too)

It was the sound that caught our ears from a distance, the crowded chaotic cacophonic* symphony of peeper frogs singing forth their songs in the early Spring sun.

Peace (listening in),
Kevin

*might not be a real word, but it should be, if it isn’t

Slice of Life/Day in a Sentence: Building A Nest In What’s Left

(The Slice of Life Challenge in March is hosted by Two Writing Teachers as way to encourage teachers-as-writers. You can join in, if you want. There is also a monthly call for Slices on Tuesdays. You can write then, too)

We left the Christmas wreath hanging on the front door up a bit too long, as a sort of silent protest against the Pandemic, so two beautiful cardinals took advantage, burrowing down and building a nest in what’s left of last winter’s celebration.

Peace (in Spring),
Kevin

Slice of Life/Day in a Sentence: Sipping Rain From Stems

(The Slice of Life Challenge in March is hosted by Two Writing Teachers as way to encourage teachers-as-writers. You can join in, if you want. There is also a monthly call for Slices on Tuesdays. You can write then, too)

I always feel guilty as I tug the puppy forward on early morning walks, like the one this very morning, after a rainstorm when all she wants to do is sip every bead of water from every stem of grass and all I want to do is get myself home to start the day.

Peace (and puppies),
Kevin

Slice of Life/Day in a Sentence: My Kid’s In The Recommendation Engine

(The Slice of Life Challenge in March is hosted by Two Writing Teachers as way to encourage teachers-as-writers. You can join in, if you want. There is also a monthly call for Slices on Tuesdays. You can write then, too)

What a thrill it is to glance at my streaming music home screen and see that one of the top recommended songs is a track that my own teenage son produced the music for, from right here at our dining room table (with a pop artist who hails from Scotland).

Rowan Song in Amazon Music

Listen via Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/forrestradio/think-about-you-w-rowan-hodgson

Peace (singing it),
Kevin

Slice of Life/Day in a Sentence: Only A Slight Attempt at Bribery

(The Slice of Life Challenge in March is hosted by Two Writing Teachers as way to encourage teachers-as-writers. You can join in, if you want. There is also a monthly call for Slices on Tuesdays. You can write then, too)

It felt more like a bribe of the digital influencing age, a $40 Amazon gift card stuck inside the box of my $80 purchase with a note that indicated they would activate the card only after I posted a five-star review of the item and only if I refrained from ever mentioning in said review, said note or said gift card, both of which quickly ended up in the trash.

Peace (remaining upright),
Kevin

Slice of Life/Day in a Sentence: The Woman in the Woods

(The Slice of Life Challenge in March is hosted by Two Writing Teachers as way to encourage teachers-as-writers. You can join in, if you want. There is also a monthly call for Slices on Tuesdays. You can write then, too)

We came upon her on the path unexpectedly, as she was walking towards us with a soft-skinned hand drum in her right hand and a mallet in her left, quietly but rhythmically pulsating out a beat that riffed off the pace of her steady-walking feet.

Peace (in unexpected places),
Kevin