Poetry Friday: Long Lost Treasures

Mary Lee Hahn at A Year of Reading has all the poetry goodness of the world. This week many in the Poetry Friday Literasphere are celebrating our new Young People’s Poet Laureate, Naomi Shihab Nye.

Today you can read about Naomi Shihab Nye at Deowriter.

I’ve been organizing my writing room and that means finding some long lost treasures from former students.

Well, you can see how long ago this poem is, look at that printing! Lauren was either in 5th or 6th grade.

Ocean

People fly kites across
the sand
Kids play,
Shells wash up on the beach,
the blue and green water makes
crashing waves!
Sometimes things
get eaten and are never found,
fish jump with the whales
Under
The
Summer
Sun.

Lauren M, 5th or 6th grade

Land of the Elephants

Upon my bed, I dream of 8,000 pound elephants looking at me,
motioning me to follow them.
We walk for hours.
I rest curled up beside them all
under the starry night.
Wakening from deep sleep, I find myself on an elephant’s back.
We get to the edge of Africa.
everyone is as still as night,
The elephants blow their outstanding trunks;
I listen to its sweetness.
Magically a cloud falls from the heavenly sky.
My elephant puts me on this fluffy cloud
the cloud whips me through the air with ease
I find myself at a golden gate with elephants this land full of animals
they changed my clothes into a white gown
I lay on a bed of clouds looking Dow to my city.
Then I found myself on my bed surrounded by elephants.

Tanisha M, 5th grade

Back during this time, when testing wasn’t a priority and there weren’t blogs for posting student work, I coordinated a monthly First Friday for students to read a page from their stories or poems. We had such great fun.

I am lucky to have had these two wonderful girls who have grown into fabulous adults with careers and families.

WINNER, WINNER…

Dani at Doing the Work That Matters won a copy of A SUITCASE OF SEAWEED AND MORE. Email me at macrush53 at yahoo dot com so I can get your address.

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Poetry Friday: Students + Writing = Poems

It’s Friday and that means Poetry Friday. Thank you to Robyn at Life on the Deckle Edge for hosting.

I was very excited to get this SNOWMAN – COLD = PUDDLE . In fact, I was so excited for the book I accidentally bought two. So guess what, I will be selecting a lucky person for my extra copy. Just comment below.

Last week, I had the opportunity to sub at my former school. The teachers were gracious enough to make space in the day for me to teach Equation Poems based
Laura Purdie Salas’s new title.

It’s never enough time to fully polish and revise the poems. After reading the book and talking about the idea on a one line poem, the students dove in. I worked with second and third graders. Some second graders were able to create the illustrations.

One second grader took the paper home to finish.

Here are more examples:

The above are my second graders who had more time to work.

Process: We read the book. Made a few group ones. I created a list of possibilities for the sum or difference. (=family, =heaven, = honesty {one of their life skills they are working on} )I had a sheet with the format and asked the students to write three. They then selected their favorite to illustrate.

Here are some that were written but not illustrated:

Blanket + Cat = Nap

~Liana, 2nd grade

Winter + Waves = Storm

~Elisha, 2nd grade

Horses + Saddle = Heaven

~Beatrix, 3rd Grade

Me + Family = Love

~ Vicka, 3rd grade

Me + Sick = Chicken Noodle Soup

~ Jayden, 3rd grade

Me + Homework = No, No, No

~ Daniel, 3rd grade

Sad + Cry = Puddle

~ Ricky, 3rd grade

Person + Forever Sleep = Heaven

~Naomi, 3rd grade

Triangle + Ingredients = Pizza

Moon + Stick = Lollipop

Stick + Stone = Hammer of Thor

~John W, 3rd grade

Max + Daniel = Honesty

~ Elvira, 3rd grade

Sister + Doom = Sadness

~ Malachi, 2nd grade

Book + Learning = Smart

~Samantha, 2nd grade

Have a poetic week. Over at Deowriter, I’m remembering Paul Janeczko.

Poetry Friday: A Poem From a Former Student

There’s a lot of poetry goodness happening today. It can be found at Writing the World for Kids. Thank you, Laura.

Last week, I heard from a mom how her daughter missed Poetry Rocks and was still writing poems. I sent a post card to the daughter and asked about her poems. Last night this appeared on my Facebook page.

Puppies Are So Cute

They are cuddly, too.

They like to play a lot

They like to run a lot too.

They are also a good pet

and sometimes they get a little
sleepy and they go to bed

And then in the morning they play,

play all day long.

©Rylee, 2nd grade

I love how much she knows about puppies. I believe she has a puppy at home.

She has an idea about line breaks. And the word sleepy and the repetition of play, play so fun.

Thank you, Rylee!

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Hope to see you all next week. The post will be available early. I will be revealing the CYBILS Poetry Winner for 2018. I’ve been working with some fabulous judges to decide. The finalists are giving us a run for our money.

Poetry Friday: Second Installment of “I Come From” Poems

Thank you to Laura at Writing the World for Kids for hosting Poetry Friday this week.

This is the second of three Poetry Fridays featuring a second grade class and their “I Come From” poems inspired from the work of George Ella Lyon.

I Come From

I come from either Utah or Oregon. I don’t know.

I hear my mom and my dad

I see cats in the sky

I want a Beyblade set

I come from either Utah or Oregon. I don’t know.

I worry about my family

I cry to get to go to Utah

I say Mom, can I get a new game

I try to do football

I hope I won’t get hurt

I come from either Utah or Oregon. I don’t know.

By Nathan, 2nd grade

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I Come From

I come from the stars in the sky

I wonder if the world can be a better place

I hear laughter every day

I see people playing

I want to play

I come from the stars in the sky

I pretend I’m a princess

I touch the sky

I worry if I will fall out of the sky

I cry out candy

I come from the stars in the sky

I understand the world

I say I love you to my mom and dad

I dream big

I try to be a good friend

I hope that homeless people get food

I come from the stars in the sky

By Hailee, 2nd grade

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I Come From

I come from the sky

I wonder where is God

I hear you

I see dogs barking

I want an apple

I come from the sky

I pretend to be cool

I touch dogs

I worry about a house fire

I cry Mom

I come from the sky

I understand books

I say to my mom I love you

I dream to fly

I try to be good

I hope to be silly

I come from the sky

By Brooke, 2nd grade

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I Come From

I come from Disneyland

I wonder when Mickey Mouse was created

I hear creaking

I see Mickey Mouse

I come from Disneyland

I touch a teddy bear

I worry about flames

I understand my sister

I come from Disneyland

By Lindsey, 2nd grade

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Poetry Friday: Student Work

Thanks to Tabatha at The Opposite of Indifference for hosting Poetry Friday this week.

I’m not sure if this blog will continue on a continuous basis.  However, until I can work out the details of a new platform, and when I have student work to showcase, posts will happen.

I got to sub in a second grade last Friday and in the afternoon this past Tuesday.  We were able to create poetry.  We started with the Janet Wong poem, “Great Morning” last Friday.

On Tuesday, we wrote “I Come From” poems based on the work of George Ella Lyon.  I shared some of the student poems and my own poem, “I Come From”.

Then we brainstormed our ideas for our hopes, worries, wishes, understandings, and more. We talked about the idea of “I come from…” being a repetitive line.

I had a scaffolded template for the class to use.  It’s the beginning of the year for these second graders and I wanted them to feel sucessful.  Also just by chance, they could fold the paper and work in chunks.  I also gave them the option to choose the lines they would answer.  As the editor, I am in charge of typing them.

After the last recess of the day, they wanted to read their poems a loud. What a joy.

Over the next three weeks, please enjoy these poems.

I Come From

I  come from Mickey Mouse

I wonder if my house is going to burn

I hear my brother crying every day

I see Mickey Mouse

I want to go to Hawaii

I  come from Mickey Mouse

I pretend to be a princess

I touch my head

I worry about my family

I cry about clocks

I  come from Mickey Mouse

I understand my brother

I say kind words to people.

I dream big

I try to help the poor

I hope I can be a doctor

I  come from Mickey Mouse

By Sari, 2nd grade

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I Come From

I  come from Washington

I wonder where unicorns come from

I hear people texting

I see my mom and my dad and my brother, Jeremy

I want a unicorn

I  come from Washington

I pretend I’m a princess

I touch my mommy

I worry I will catch on fire

I cry when my dog gets sugar

I  come from Washington

I understand that my mom says no.

I say I love you

I dream about unicorns

I try to help the poor

I hope that I am a princess

I  come from Washington

By Abbie, 2nd grade

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I Come From

I  come from the Civil War

I wonder about LeBron James

I hear dogs barking

I see a dog

I want a fox

I  come from the Civil War

I pretend I’m a lion

I touch dogs

I cry when I’m happy

I  come from the Civil War

By Damion, 2nd grade

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I Come From

I  come from Disneyland and books

I wonder if unicorns are real

I hear dogs barking in the night

I see a classroom and music

I want lots of toys and stuffies

I  come from Disneyland and books

I pretend to b a princess

I touch my fluffy dog at night

I worry that I will get robbed

I cry for my dog at night

I  come from Disneyland and books

I understand my sister and my mom

I say stop it and yes, please

I dream of unicorns and mermaids

I try to climb really tall mountains

I hope that I get lots of toys

I  come from Disneyland and books

By Madyson, 2nd grade

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I Come From

I  come from nature

I hear birds

I see frogs

I want Legos

I  come from nature

I pretend to fly

I touch armadillos

I cry that the baby is hurt

I  come from nature

By Jaymen, 2nd grade

 

Poetry Friday: Kindergarten Poetry

Thanks to  Jama at Jama’s Alphabet Soup who’s hosting Poetry Friday.

I’ve been working with a kindergarten class on writing poetry.  We started with a group poem based on “Step Outside, What Do I See?” by Alan Wolf and “My Rock” by Ken Slesarik.

Students observed rocks.

Our first draft:

I posted on Twitter and Carol V. asked a great revising question: “What do the students wonder?”  So our next meeting we revised:

The final version:

Rocks by Room 207

When I look at a rock|
I see
shapes in it and holes in it
Colors, rainbow colors, a train,
sometimes symbols, and crystals

When I touch a rock
I feel|
hardness and smoothness
straight and rough, sharp, smooth, soft
Slippery, muddy and dirty

And I feel
Nervous scared
because it might move

I wonder this
if you look away
will it move?
If you look at it
will it stay still?

I wonder
if  they fall by themselves
if it will play with me
if when you sleep, it stays still
if it will hurt or if it’s poisonous

I wonder
if it’s hot like a lava rock

If you see a rock
you go under your bed
It finds you
And jumps
on your head.

Next week, I’ll share more individual poetry from this class.

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Thank you, Dori, at Dori Reads, for hosting Poetry Friday this week.

 

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