Poetry Friday is held at Violet Nesdoly today. Thanks, Violet. Her poem in response to the Canadian fire is powerful in its images such as
Buzzing dragonflies spit
bucket after bucket of pink.
Under his gauzy skin, beast continues to binge.
It’s sunny in the Northwest and we may hit ninety degrees today. It made me think of Lily’s poems because on sunny days it’s easy to have “hope as sunny as the sun”:
My mind is like the tardis
My eyes are like space
My hands are masters at art
My heart holds hope
That is as sunny as the sun
I live in a world of violent
And eat any kind of oreo
Lily A.
5th grade
The ripple effects of poetry continue in these two places:
This tweet from my friend, Christy.
and
At Teacher Dance, Linda shared her poetry postcard from Braeden with a connection.
Plus, I can’t wait to give Cynthia a note from Joyce Sidman. Her teacher said it’s a perfect thing for her as she is so quiet.
Happy Friday.
Happy Poetry.
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I love that Lily’s mind is bigger on the inside than it looks on the outside! What a joyous poem. I’m savoring it!
Wonderful, happy poem, Jone. I continue to be amazed at the students’ poems, giving so many the gift of poetry. Thanks again for all you do, too!
I love Lily’s poem, especially “…and eat any kind of oreo.” What fifth grader knows the word “tardis”? She will be a poet to watch!
Jone, Lily has quite a way with words. Thank you for sharing them. I was going to comment on the Poetry Postcard Project at Celebrate This Week tonight. What a great idea to showcase student voice. Do you have a spring poem from one of your students that I can share (along with one of yours) at my spring gallery. The invitation can be accessed at http://beyondliteracylink.blogspot.com/2016/05/spring-gallery-invitation.html. I would also love one of your photographs for the photo corner of the gallery.
Any poem traveling that far but coming home for oreos is good by me. 🙂
Ah, Oreos. The perfect ending to a poem with a heart that holds hope!
What a lovely poem from Lily! I’d share an oreo with her any time.
My heart holds hope
That is as sunny as the sun
I live in a world of violent
And eat any kind of oreo
I don’t think these lines could be more perfect!
There is something about that oreo line that makes me stop and think – as well as the “my heart holds hope that is as sunny as the sun”. Really nice work.
I will be sharing Lotus’ postcard tomorrow for Poetry Friday.