Animals, weather and common objects, these are some of the many things that 5B has been writing poetry about. We have been reading poetry by Valerie Worth and Ted Kooser. Some of the poems inspired us to write our own pieces of work. Poets are very intentional with how they write their poems, and the words that they use. Here are some of the examples we read from our "Being a Writer" handbook.
Fireworks
By Valarie Worth
First
A far thud,
Then the rocket
Climbs the air,
A dull red flare
To hand, a moment,
Invisible, before
Its shut black shell cracks
And claps against the ears,
Breaks and billows into bloom,
Spilling down clear green sparks, gold spears,
Silent sliding silver waterfalls and stars.
Child Frightened by a Thunderstorm
By Ted Koozer
Thunder has nested in the grass all night
And rumpled it, and with its outstretched wings
Has crushed the peonies. Its beak was bright,
Sharper than garden shears and, clattering,
It snipped bouquets of branches for its bed.
I could not sleep. The thunder’s eyes were red.
Here are some examples of the work we have been doing during our writers' workshop class.
The Fool-Hearty Hunter
By: Daniel
I see them
before I hear them.
The bear cubs step out.
I touch their furry coats,
but behind me I did not see her…
A paw lashes out,
claws razor sharp and gleaming
throws me across the forest floor
screaming.
I see dark red blood pour from my neck.
My head hits a tree,
I feel a searing pain,
then see black
and white
and black again
The last thing I see
white teeth.
before I hear them.
The bear cubs step out.
I touch their furry coats,
but behind me I did not see her…
A paw lashes out,
claws razor sharp and gleaming
throws me across the forest floor
screaming.
I see dark red blood pour from my neck.
My head hits a tree,
I feel a searing pain,
then see black
and white
and black again
The last thing I see
white teeth.
Book
(Short Version)
By: Mae
I stare at my book.
It stares back.
When I open it, it seems like a mouth;
opening to speak
Cupcake
By: Will
Blue green confection bake.
Ugly,
I screwed up this cake.
Brown, white, fluffy light.
Baking soda fights.
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