Color Poem - #8

It's hard to believe that this is my 8th poem. I am surprisingly happy to have written a poem every day. Thanks for allowing me to participate in this poetry challenge, as I am sure that it has helped me to grow as a writing teacher! (It has also required me to practice blogging again.)

Pink

Pink is the color of a newborn's soft, snuggly blanket.
Pink is a piece of juicy watermelon dripping on toes in the heat of summer.
Pink is the sugary sweet growing bubble blown until it pops covering a nose.
Pink is the color that rises across cheeks in a moment of embarrassment.
Pink are the aromatic roses in a wedding bouquet.
Pink is the brightly colored sweater that earns the wearer compliments.
Pink is the polish covering the long smooth fingernails.
Pink is the color of the warm flannel nightgown.
Pink is the color of memories.

5 Senses - 7th Poem

This 5 Sense Poem has a different format than the one that I have used with my students.

Here is my draft.





Excitement is orange!
It sounds like lightning striking.
It feels like school starting.
It tastes like circus popcorn
Eaten under a 3 ring circus tent!






Here is a shared 5 Sense Poem that my students and I wrote earlier this year.

First Day of School
Old friends from first grade
Teachers greeting new students
Cooks making the first meal to share
Tasting hot dogs at lunch
Glad to be learning again
First Day of School

Week in a Sentence

After writing all those poems for A One Week Poetry Challenge, here is my week in a sentence.

A week of poems
Recipes, couplets, senryus
Whirling in my mind

Thanks to all the kind comments and inspiration from everyone at Two Writing Teachers Blog! Thanks also to you Kevin for hosting Day in a Sentence. I appreciate the opportunities to inspire my writing.

I Remember... Sixth Poem

We have been working on personal narratives at school. This week we read Ghost's Hour, Spook's Hour by Eve Bunting. Then we brainstormed, planned and wrote about a time when we were scared. I love how Ms. Bunting uses sound words and great descriptive writing. My model was about the tornadoes experienced in our community a couple of years ago.


I Remember Poem

I remember the sky turning dark even though it was late afternoon.
I remember the sound of the powerful blowing wind.
I remember the brightly colored weather maps on t.v.
And then only black as all the power ceased.
I remember the screaming of the warning sirens.
I remember collecting the couch cushions and crawling into the space under the stairs.
I remember listening to the crashing, the banging and the howling
I remember the terrifying waiting
Even praying that it would all be over soon.
I remember the silence after the storm, the destruction and the fear.
I want to forget, but in the spring, I always remember.

Fifth Poem - Senryu

The challenge to write 8 poems in 8 days continues. See the Two Writing Teachers blog for more details! Here are my Senryu attempts. This was a new one for me. I had never heard of them.





Standardized testing
Colored bubbles on a page
Change lives forever







And one more!

A moment in life
Flowing across the blue lines
Telling a story




Images provided by school.discoveryeducation.com/clipart

Fourth Poem - Couplet

The poetry challenge for today is a rhyming couplet. I have really enjoyed reading other posts with pictures, so here is my attempt to add a picture to my poem.





Beautiful flowers in a vase.
Secret admirer - mystery case!

Third Poem - Acrostic

I loved today's example poem, Did I Miss Anything?, by Tom Wayman. I can definitely relate to it!

I am borrowing a short acrostic poem from my writing journal for today.

Snuggle in
Lights off
Eyes close
Even breathing
Peaceful slumber

Second Poem

The second poem challenge was to write an "I used to be... But now I am..." poem. I had some trouble brainstorming one of these, so my poem turned into a different comparison poem of winter and spring. Here is a draft.

In Winter, In Spring

In winter, I shovel snow.
In spring, my umbrella keeps me dry.

In winter, flakes dance in the wind
In spring, the sky begins to cry.

In winter, I wear mittens.
In spring, my hands are free.

In winter, I build snowmen.
In spring, the flowers I see.

In winter, all is quiet.
In spring, the birds begin to sing.

In winter, I am freezing cold.
In spring, I feel the warmth of the sun

In winter, the poem began.
In spring, the poem is done.

Recipe Poem

This week Stacey from Two Writing Teachers  has proposed an 8 day poetry challenge in honor of Poetry Month. Today's suggested poem is a "recipe poem". I began by brainstorming "recipe words" while I used a machine of torture at the Fitness Center this morning. I came home and drafted one poem. I wrote another shorter poem in the Blood Bank waiting room before spending the next few hours in a series of bizarre events as my body protested losing its pint of blood. I am feeling better now, so here is my short poem which I prefer at this point in time.

Recipe for A Successful Classroom

Mix a variety of kids
With 1 great teacher.
Add a plethora of books,
A sprinkling of paper,
A dash of manipulatives,
And a handful of pencils.
Bring to a boil with inspired instruction.
Fold in a dash of technology.
Simmer for about 9 months.
Yields approximately 1 year of engaged learning.

Happy Poem Writing!

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