The daily meanderings of a teacher

Tag: poetry

  • How do we know on a cloudy day whether the moon is setting or the sun rising?

    Bird Droppings April 7, 2026How do we know on a cloudy day whether the moon is setting or the sun rising? I left the house relatively early to get pictures of the moon, and since I have been home today, I have been working on writing several responses to reflection posts in my graduate class.…

  • Why is seeking peace so difficult?

    Bird Droppings March 19, 2026Why is seeking peace so difficult? Around the world, armies are moving as I write. There are missiles being aimed and tanks rolling. War is a profit-driven machine for industry, and sadly, it is more about money than ideology. I have always been against war and have always felt that there…

  • Should I be a wolf or a dog in education?

    Bird Droppings September 26, 2025 Should I be a wolf or a dog in education? Considering the current news and political turmoil, I recalled a trip to the Atlanta Zoo. An older man approached me as I walked up the hill at the Zoo. I had never met this man previously and hoped never to…

  • A chill in the air but not in the heart, thank you Maya Angelou

    Bird Droppings September 15, 2025 A chill in the air but not in the heart, thank you Maya Angelou For several days the now we have been balancing between warm and cold weather in the early mornings which still is too cold for the crickets and tree frogs who need an ambient temperature a bit…

  • It is about understanding

    Bird Droppings August 31, 2025 It is about understanding I started back to school, and it has been a struggle getting a pace set for three classes and then doing an internship as well. One of my classes is a reading diagnostic class, and the subject of decoding, but not understanding, came up. I read…

  • What do we miss as we move through life?

    Bird Droppings July 6, 2025What do we miss as we move through life? All Along the Watchtower There must be some way out of here,Said the Joker to the thief,There’s too much confusion,I can’t get any relief.Businessmen, they drink my wine,Plowmen dig my earth,None of them along the lineKnow what any of it is worth.…

  • It takes more than one strand to make a rope.

    Bird Droppings June 4, 2025It takes more than one strand to make a rope. I opened a Matthew Fox daily meditation, which was based on Thomas Merton, a Trappist monk. Merton’s words were of his Celtic heritage and his grandmother’s family name, Bird. I found it interesting as I know my grandmother’s family came from…

  • Why is it when putting a puzzle together, a piece is always left behind?

    Bird Droppings March 10, 2025Why is it when putting a puzzle together, a piece is always left behind? “All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter into another!” Gail Sheehy, American journalist, author…

  • Looking for a window can be a chore if you do not know where to look.

    Bird Droppings January 26, 2025Looking for a window can be a chore if you do not know where to look. A few nights back, when I woke up very early, and it was time for my wife to get up and get ready for work. It is hard to sleep in on days off when…

  • Solitude is within one’s soul and heart.

    Bird Droppings January 6, 2024Solitude is within one’s soul and heart. On most mornings, I venture out to take photos of the sunrise animals I encounter and old buildings I find along the way. I write about synchronicity daily and often comment on the events in my life that are synchronous. This morning, driving in…