Younge House

Last week we started our year-long foray into poetry. As a class we have brainstormed what we already know and think about poetry. We noticed that poetry can be rhyming or not, simple or complicated, short or long, use special patterns, evoke different emotions, and make us laugh.  It can be about pretty much anything and there really aren’t any rules (unless you are writing a diamante or haiku).

Together we wrote a class poem about poetry, which is harder than you think! Everyone contributed one line and then we practiced revising. Lots of different ideas and opinions were thrown out. You can tell we got a little silly – but hey sometimes that is what poetry is all about!

Get Serious

Big Dalton is amazing
Laughing and smiling
Friendships fill the halls

PE is beast – oh snap!
People wearing bow ties with purple bananas

Little Dalton is a memory
Hallways crowded with kids
We’re having a blast at Big Dalton

The food is great
You have to peel bananas to go go bananas
Teenagers hunt the halls like cats
Climbing the stairs
with a jungle of kids

Smiley face
Roasted!  Wikiwiki werd

Get Serious!
Laugh Out Loud!! (LOL)

It’s the final frontier
Raise the Roof!

Poof! There it is….

~ By Younge House

This week we will work on our own poems about poetry while continuing to read and share our favorites by lots of different authors. Do you have a favorite poem we should check out??

“Dear students, the summer has ended.
The school year at last has begun.
But this year is totally different.
I promise we’ll only have fun.

“Sit back. Relax.
The school year is gonna be fun, so fun.
We’ll play all day.
The school year is gonna be fun.

“We won’t study any mathematics,
and recess will last all day long.
Instead of the Pledge of Allegiance,
we’ll belt out a rock ’n’ roll song.

“We’ll only play games in the classroom.
You’re welcome to bring in your toys.
It’s okay to run in the hallways.
It’s great if you make lots of noise.

“Your video games are your homework.
You’ll have to watch lots of TV.
For field trips we’ll go to the movies
and get lots of candy for free.

“The lunchroom will only serve chocolate
and Triple-Fudge Sundaes Supreme.”

Yes, that’s what I heard from my teacher

before I woke up from my dream.

Poem by Kenn Nesbitt