What's New in '22?

Here at wee words for wee ones I am happy to share some exciting new endeavors coming up in the New Year...

📚 the joy of punny notebooks/journals

🐾the poetic inner thoughts of an old Rat Terrier dog

📙and a new poetry anthology based on a FIB!

Wait, what?

📚 First things first, I am proud to share my line of wee word for wee ones notebooks

Combining my love of puns...

...with my dog:

Composition Notebooks

 
Gratitude Journal

Gratitude Journal for Kids








...with my food:

Fill-in Recipe Journal

 
Garden Planning Journal

Gratitude Journal for Kids
 
To Do List Journal

To Do List Journal
  
Positive Affirmations Journal

Graph Paper Notebook
  
Composition Notebooks

...with my love of writing and teaching:


Nature Poetry Prompts Journal

 
Poetry Journal for Kids (with poems!)

Poetry Journal for Kids (with poems!)
 
  Poetry Journal for Kids (with poems!)


...and with other randomness in my life:

Composition Notebooks

   

Composition Notebooks
 

...I have created a collection of notebooks and journals for YOUR life.

Conveniently all these notebooks are available via Amazon, so they can be in your (or your child's) hands lickity-split!  

Until my brand new notebook website (weewordsnotebooks.com) goes live in the coming weeks, you can check out all my notebooks at my Author Central page

Also, keep your EYES 👀 out for my once a month What's New Wednesday post where I will share my newest notebook creations. 

Two titles coming soon are:

Positive Food Journal
  
Positive Affirmations Journal
 

(I am also very excited about the EFL early reader books I have in the works...)

🐾Second things second, starting next Friday I will be sharing poems from my newly minted DOGSPEAK! series.

I have long been inspired by Irene Latham's brilliant ARTSPEAK! series and have decided to do something similar...

...tangentially.

While Irene has been in poetic conversation with images from the National Gallery of Art for the last several years, I will be in poetic conversation with images of...

...wait for it...

...SMIDGEY!

What is she thinking?

 

My youngest daughter moved back to the US this past summer and has been missing her sweet Smidgey ever since.

Being the mom that I am, I have been sending my daughter a Smidgey-picture-a-day for months.

Now I have A LOT of Smidgey pictures that poetically speak to me.

My ability to channel Smidgey has ramped up now that I am an empty-nester

I basically talk to my dog all day long...and she talks back

(Maybe I'm revealing too much?)

I hope you will join me every Friday to hear what my furry pal has to say.

📙Third things third, I will be curating and editing a new poetry anthology in the New Year!

Erm, actually the anthology will be published on 1.1.23 - a date that lends itself both to the title and the theme of the anthology:

Two Truths and a Fib Poetry Anthology

Without getting into too much detail (I will let you know all the nitty gritty information about deadlines, line lengths, payment info, etc. in the coming weeks) this poetry anthology will showcase a variety of poetic interpretations of the game "Two Truths and a Lie".

The unique twist to my Two Truths and a Fib Poetry Anthology is that the two poems that are TRUE can be in any form (with line length restrictions) and the one poem that is a FIB, has to be in the Fib poetry form.

Fib poetry, founded by Gregory Pincus, is a 6-line poem that follows the Fibonacci sequence for syllable count per line: 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8.

Every submission has to be a three poem creation about a subject/person that is well known to a general, multi-age audience

Remember, a fib sounds like it could be true...

Make sense?

Does this get your creative juices flowing?

I have just the notebook for you to write down your ideas...just sayin'. 😜

🔔 And finally, today's poem is inspired by the Poetry Sisters challenge to write a poem featuring a BELL

Here's to RINGING in the New Year:

bell is 

a ringing word

a brass singing word

 

*ding* 

time for dinner

 

*ping* 

jackpot winner

 

*dong* 

time to worship and pray

 

*gong* 

time to call it a day

 

bells vibrate

eardrums gyrate

 

bells quiver

listeners shiver

 

bells are shiny,

weathered,

held,

and tethered

 

can a bell be unrung?

 

can their song be unsung?

©2021, Bridget Magee. All Rights Reserved.

 

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Merry and Bright

Smidgey here.


I got lit

Don't I look merry and bright

I'll give you bright, but don't push your merry on me!

But if I pretend to be merry mom gives me a treat. (🥕)

And she gives me a forum (this blog) to speak my truth...

...which in 2022 you will be hearing weekly

But I'm getting ahead of myself

Mom will share what's coming up on wee words for wee ones in the New Year next week...

In the meantime, look what mom stuck my head into recently. 

Dogs and hoodies don't mix...no matter the temperature.

To drive this point home I wrote this poem...

 

some dogs have fur that is thick

I have fur that is thinning 

on cold days I wear a hoodie

mom can't keep from grinning

 

OK, I admit I look good

- did I just hear you scoff?

hoodies are not for every...body

they're hard to pull off

(see what I did there?)

©2021, Bridget Magee. All Rights Reserved.

 

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Winter•ful Song

Next Tuesday, 21 December, is the shortest day of the year -- winter solstice.

To celebrate I pulled my solstice song poem out of my archives.

I wrote it in 2016, but it still holds true today...


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Peek-a-MOO!

 I see YOU!

Peeking out to catch a glimpse of Smidgey.

We are lucky to live just below a Swiss farm. 

(On downwind days, maybe not so lucky.😏) 

Daily we walk Smidgey past the farm and fields where our bovine friends reside. 

Once we happened upon the birth of a calf! 

This baby is MINUTES old!
 

It has been interesting to watch the interactions (if any) between dog and cows. 

The younger the calf, the more thrilling it seems to be when our wee Smidgey passes on by. 

Cows? What cows?
 

But for Smidgey, she literally could care less about the cows - big or small. 

(Other dogs, cats, rodents, etc. - big or small - is a WHOLE other ball of hysterical scream-barking!)

Today's poem is a counting rhyme in honor of our neighbors up the hill...

1 cow stands 

2 cows chew

3 cows low: moo, moo, moo


4 cows swish

5 cows sway

6 cows munch: hay, hay, hay


7 cows wander 

8 cows graze

9 cows watch: gaze, gaze, gaze


10 cows calm 

10 cows alert

10 cows milked: squirt, squirt, squirt

©2021, Bridget Magee. All Rights Reserved. 

 

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Creepin' It Real

We lived in Arizona for 7 years and had close encounters with all manner of pokey, slithery, furry, pinchy, crawly things.

When we moved to Switzerland, we (naively) thought our creepy critter days were over.

Nope.

We didn't have to search the 'web' to find pictures of these bad boys...we just had to look up:

From a few weeks ago...

 

...and last night!

(in all fairness, they could be girls and/or good, but NOT. IN. MY. HOUSE!)

Today's poem tells the story of our 'temporary guests' demise... 

RIP Spiders. 🕷🕷

(to the tune of "Itsy Bitsy Spider"🎵)

considerably-sized spiders

crawled up our stucco'd walls

old lady freak out dance

accompanied high-pitched calls


out came the hand-vac

pointed at the ceiling

and the considerably-sized spiders

vanished amidst high-pitched squealing

©2021, Bridget Magee. All Rights Reserved.

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cards and poetry! Join us!