Thanks to Margaret at Reflections on the Teche for hosting Poetry Friday this week.
Earlier this week, I got a noticed that a fifth grader, Jamison, had shared poetry with me. We have been done with poetry for awhile in the library but fifth graders may have been working on poetry in class.
When I had Jamison in class on Wednesday, I asked him if meant to share his poetry with me. He said yes. Jamison is one of those students that I wouldn’t expect to do this. He’s active, speaks out, and sometimes you wonder if he’s listening. I asked if I could share on the blog today and he said that’s why he shared them with me.
I am skilled with games
I wonder if I am going crazy
I hear rustles in the basement
I see morning stars on the roof
I want to have the earth’s core in my hand
I am skilled with games
I pretend there’s no sound
I feel bad presence
I touch a shadow
I worry that something is going to jump at me
I cry about my grandma
I am skilled with games
I understand my mom
I say the world is ending
I dream everything is ok
I try to convince people
I hope I last long
–Jamison, 5th grade
I am a casual ghastly
Nobody wants me though I am alone
All by myself an alleyway
Asking if I can be someone’s partner
It’s been 3 days without anything
I’m behind a trashcan hiding
I have a visitor and he has a nice home
I guess I’m not so lonely after all
–Jamison, 5th grade
Such thought provoking images. this always makes me happy to receive unasked for poetry from students. Thank you, Jamison, for sharing with me.
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Wow. I am a trifle ghastly this week, too. Perhaps peering into a garbage can of news is responsible. Great imagery. Already, a talented poet.
Jamison is quite the poet, Jone – powerful voice.
I applaud Jamison’s bravery and profound view of the world. Thank you for sharing his words, Jone.
I love that he approached you with the poems, full of feelings and meant to be read. Thanks, Jone.
Thank you, Jamison, for sharing your poems with us! And thank you, Jone, for passing them on.
Jamison is hiding some big truths inside his images. We hear you, Jamison. We see you. You are amazing and don’t you forget it for a single minute! (I’d like Jamison to meet my student who wrote the astonishing blackout poem I shared last week! I think they’d get along!!)
Strong words, and thoughts from this budding poet, thanks for sharing. I hope you will write more poetry Jamison!