tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15621388577767972002011-06-07T23:15:49.789-07:00This blog is a collection of poetic responses to the poem "I Am From" by George Ella Lyon found in a book of exercises by Pat Schnieder. These responses come from the writing, teaching and cultural work of the UBUNTU writing group.lexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265539602839655150noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1562138857776797200.post-36046359223038362692008-06-18T12:06:00.000-07:002008-06-18T12:08:59.239-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/69-x6g2eoJQ&hl=en"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/69-x6g2eoJQ&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1562138857776797200-3604635922303836269?l=iamfromnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265539602839655150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1562138857776797200.post-72014915387749904202007-10-11T10:01:00.000-07:002007-10-11T12:02:09.620-07:00i am from fresh starts and rising sun<br />from morning glory barefoot on dewdrop grass<br />i am from rise and shine and stretch it out<br />from cheerios and to-do's - milk and kisses<br />from lunch notes and hairbrushes<br />from a heart spread all over town...to be collected again at 3<br />from dances in the kitchen at 4<br />and shameless singing all the way across town at 5<br /><br />but home is where my soul warms, here my spirit rests<br />where your dimples and big brown eyes make me act all a fool<br />where i'll do most anything to watch you smile as the sun turns orange and the crickets sing<br />here is where we'll spin family out of belly laughs and snaggle-tooth grins<br />where we'll eat your favorite mac and cheese again<br />where i'll read you one more story<br />where there are bubbles in the tub tonight<br />and where i'll tuck the covers all snug 'round you before i kiss you to sleep<br />because here is where you're from<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1562138857776797200-7201491538774990420?l=iamfromnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lunanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1562138857776797200.post-19047462490478295682007-10-11T08:57:00.001-07:002007-10-11T08:57:29.084-07:00by Brittney<br /><br />I am from a place full of hidden souls<br />People just passin you by<br />Just like the wind in the sky<br />To busy to stop & talk<br />More interested in their own walk<br />Crowded on sidewalk streets<br />Where kids have barely enough to eat<br />I am confused<br />Just on how some people could be so rude<br />Unlike me<br />Some people choose not to stop think or see<br />In places like this you can achieve<br />And ladies & gentlemen<br />I am a dreamer.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1562138857776797200-1904746249047829568?l=iamfromnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265539602839655150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1562138857776797200.post-74782990232142019652007-10-11T08:56:00.001-07:002007-10-11T08:56:46.805-07:00by Mac<br /><br />I am from where Gang<br />Members live<br />I am from where people<br />Get killed<br />I am from the Hood<br />I am from where everybody<br />Smoke that good<br />I am from where<br />them bloods live<br />I am from where you will get hurt for wearing the wrong<br />Color<br />Everywhere u go u smell weed<br />Do u know where I'm from<br />I am A NORTH-DURHAM Nigga<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1562138857776797200-7478299023214201965?l=iamfromnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265539602839655150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1562138857776797200.post-11274965896993292622007-10-11T08:55:00.001-07:002007-10-11T08:55:53.867-07:00by Keon<br /><br />I am from the hood where we break wood<br />An everybody standin in the cut with guns coc back<br />Kids runnin around with no playground<br />And the cops runnin around putting work down<br />Everythin is moving good now<br />Until the police got a call sayin cop down.<br />I'm from a place where I feel like I ain't got no face<br />This place sometimes feels like a waste<br />In this place will I find a face<br />One day I will find a suitcase<br />That will lead me 2 a new place.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1562138857776797200-1127496589699329262?l=iamfromnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265539602839655150noreply@blogger.com0