tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303906221917588052.post8999849356387062422..comments2023-10-19T10:51:43.826-04:00Comments on Author Amok: Poetry Friday: While I Was Running, This HappenedAuthor Amokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13636391982938592789noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303906221917588052.post-17500490290624858492013-08-19T11:22:18.524-04:002013-08-19T11:22:18.524-04:00Haven't you heard? Weird IS the new cool. ;) ...Haven't you heard? Weird IS the new cool. ;) And deep inside, I bet your daughter (with her artistic photography and other creative tendencies) is probably on her way to becoming a "different" mom herself one day!<br /><br />Thank you for sharing "The Runner" That last stanza is a killer... in a good way of course.Michelle Heidenrich Barneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02051827857519159837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303906221917588052.post-21578461462013772362013-08-18T09:18:29.364-04:002013-08-18T09:18:29.364-04:00"the stone night-scripture of the moon" ..."the stone night-scripture of the moon" oh boy. Thanks for leading me to this poem. I will never run with either of my children, I don't think, but Duncan and I talk big ideas and identity over the lunchtime sushi buffet at Hinode, and Daisy saw the real me, who turned out to be cool, when I went to do poetry for all her classmates in 8th grade--enough street cred to get us through high school?Heidi Mordhorsthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09902158336083356337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303906221917588052.post-1260628120115838832013-08-17T16:30:16.951-04:002013-08-17T16:30:16.951-04:00Thanks, Laura, for this thoughtful post. I think ...Thanks, Laura, for this thoughtful post. I think conversations like this happen for me when I'm walking with my child, "out in nature", and at bedtime. <br /><br />It is wonderful that you've recognized this special time you have with your daughter, through running--and that you're a good sport about it, too. I, too, am one of those "weird" moms--I hope my child will appreciate it when she's older--it may get on her nerves now, but I think it's good to be a different kind of mother : ).<br /><br />On the theme of running and poetry--Have you or your daughter read Heartbeat by Sharon Creech? I enjoyed that book and suggest you look at it when you have time. I think you will like it too. <br /><br />Thanks for your kind words and for visiting my space for Poetry Friday.<br /><br />Lisa<br />www.stepsandstaircases.tumblr.comLisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03608709109853440492noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303906221917588052.post-68946415773404796462013-08-17T09:07:43.663-04:002013-08-17T09:07:43.663-04:00YAY! Good to know you're certified "weird...YAY! Good to know you're certified "weird!" I look forward to earning that designation from my new class in a few weeks. Weird is good. Being different is what makes us interesting.Mary Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09078793537148794310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303906221917588052.post-80443914006941600292013-08-16T17:39:36.267-04:002013-08-16T17:39:36.267-04:00I enjoyed the running poem! I think I have my best...I enjoyed the running poem! I think I have my best conversations with my boys at night when we read together--they let their guard down a little more then (they are 10). Good luck with the 5k!!Becky Shillingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18185515854304384764noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303906221917588052.post-81500328795055430412013-08-16T13:12:28.012-04:002013-08-16T13:12:28.012-04:00Oh, this made me misty. It also made me think of ...Oh, this made me misty. It also made me think of two poems that I want to share with you - but I have to remember the titles. Ack! Thank goodness for my weird friends... xo, a.<br />Amy LVhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16625469276544426664noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303906221917588052.post-42769170211613300702013-08-16T11:39:10.505-04:002013-08-16T11:39:10.505-04:00What a wonderful poem - sort of other-wordly. I...What a wonderful poem - sort of other-wordly. I'm glad you are able to run and talk at the same time - to have that special conversation time with your daughter. BJ Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05810656260650783785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303906221917588052.post-58957942883080642912013-08-16T10:45:50.441-04:002013-08-16T10:45:50.441-04:00How valiant, you running with your daughter. Those...How valiant, you running with your daughter. Those conversations are priceless. I can attest to the talk-with-your-son-while-driving thing... takes mine a few miles to open up. Keep going with the wonderful weird!Irene Lathamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04905936104127707762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303906221917588052.post-77191701909394322692013-08-16T09:08:14.093-04:002013-08-16T09:08:14.093-04:00Thanks for all of the feedback, everyone. Linda, I...Thanks for all of the feedback, everyone. Linda, I'd love to read your poem. I think the car works for the reason you say, and also because there is no escape! Might as well talk. It's great to hear about belly dancing (tried it once, awkward), accordion playing, show-tune singing parents.Author Amokhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13636391982938592789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303906221917588052.post-22693371443550121632013-08-16T06:22:33.396-04:002013-08-16T06:22:33.396-04:00What a wonderful mom moment! Being a weird mom is ...What a wonderful mom moment! Being a weird mom is the BEST kind to be, especially if it involves show tunes. I had "weird" parents too, and I'm so glad I did.<br /><br />Good conversations growing up = around a campfire / on the patio at night. Darkness is good for conversation. Renee LaTulippehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13520719663052253627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303906221917588052.post-66878784887615077862013-08-16T01:51:58.069-04:002013-08-16T01:51:58.069-04:00Some day I will send a poem I wrote about this Lau...Some day I will send a poem I wrote about this Laura, about those special conversations in the car. I didn't run either, yet I can see it would be the same, something about not looking at each other perhaps. It's a sweet post, so lovely that you are running together, and the lilting of that poem's thoughts is wonderful. Thanks!Linda Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303906221917588052.post-79036631886811735522013-08-15T23:02:36.729-04:002013-08-15T23:02:36.729-04:00I love everything this poem says - of running, the...I love everything this poem says - of running, the love of running, and a mother's love. Tara @ A Teaching Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07195982194362559883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303906221917588052.post-77227948090019585812013-08-15T22:51:02.680-04:002013-08-15T22:51:02.680-04:00Awesome! I tend to talk to my kids in the car, too...Awesome! I tend to talk to my kids in the car, too...but that's only because I haven't talked either of them into running yet! Jennifer Della'Zannanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303906221917588052.post-39909964343230821452013-08-15T22:40:25.626-04:002013-08-15T22:40:25.626-04:00Hey Laura! This reminds me of when I used to bell...Hey Laura! This reminds me of when I used to belly dance. My DD said, "we'll, at least you don't play the accordion like Callie's Mom" more power to weird moms... Run on!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com