PoetryPoetry

D. Ernst

HaikuA Haiku poem is three lines.This poem should be about something in natureLine 1 - 5 syllablesLine 2 - 7 syllablesLine 3 - 5 syllables

Chickadees Singing dee dee dee

Cute, happy, energetic Chickadee dee dee

Cinquain (5 line poem)

Line 1 - 2 syllables Line 2 - 4 syllables Line 3 - 6 syllables Line 4 - 8 syllables Line 5 - 2 syllables

Spring Friends Soft, Gray

PussywillowsFurry, little

kittensBudding, fur

balls on stalks so strongWelcome

Circle Poem1. Write a poem where your title leads you to the next line, the next line leads you to the third line, and so forth.2. The poem ends when you can go back to the first line.3. You should have at least 10 words.

ComfortPillowSoft

WhiteFeathers

DucksDownDuvetCozy

Diamante: Follow the form and the words should form the shape of a diamond.

Line 1 - noun or subjectLine 2- two adjectivesLine 3- three “ing” wordsLine 4- three or four words about the subjectLine 5- three “ing” wordsLine 6- two adjectivesLine 7- synonym for the subject

Border Collie Hyper, Smart Herding, Crouching,

RunningLoyal, Longhaired,

DependableHardworking, Panting, Staying

Intense, Clever Canine

ANIMAL POEM

1. There is a in me2. with like a ___________ ( fins, fur, feathers)3. and like . (eyes, ears, mouth, teeth )4. It like . ( hisses, roars )5. It like . (Wiggles, flaps, creeps)6. It lives in my ______________. 7. and makes me . (emotion)8. I wish . (Or)It makes me want to . (Or)It makes me feel like .

Horse FeverThere is a horse in meWith hair like a silk scarf, soft, long and flowing and eyes like dark, waterholes.It whinnies like a speaker with purpose.It gallops like a well trained Olympic athlete.It lives in my veins, rushing, travelling.It makes me feel alive and strong.It makes me want to run forever.

Self- Portrait

My is like ____________ simile My are like ___________ simile My are ________________ metaphor My is ________________ metaphor My heart holds _________________ (feeling) that is as ____________ simile & Color, etc. I live in ____________________ and eat _____________________

This is Me 

My face is like a road map with lines and curves throughout.My hands are like branches of trees; reaching, bending, stretching.My eyes are the windows of my soul.My mouth is a well of good wishes.My heart holds friends that are as blue as the ocean.I live in the world and I eat good things. 

Acrostic Poem A poem in which the first letters of each line are aligned vertically to form a word. Every line must correspond to the word.

Trees make the air we breatheRustling leaves on a windy day

Early birds on branchesEach one is a homeSome have needles

Weather Poem

Title: Form of Nature chosenLine #1: Title + (compare it to an animal and how that animal would arrive)Line #2: Tell what it doesLine#3: And how it does itLine #4: And what it doesLine #5: Tell how it leaves (as the animal would leave)

Winter Fury 

The snowstorm fiercely attacks the village like a polar bear.It lumbers along swiping at all who dare challenge him.It growls and lashes out with white teeth of glistening ice.It gnaws at trees and creates utter havoc.It slowly leaves, satisfied with its kill.

Understanding PoemThis poem has three versesVerse 1 Begin with: I Don’t Understand..., then follow with three things you don’t understand.Verse 2: Write: But most of all..., then follow with three lines of things that you really don’t understand.Verse 3: End with: What I understand most is...Followed by four lines of things you know about or understand.

?? I Don’t Understand ... ??Why we can’t live in peace

Why people fightWhy people abuse animals

??? But most of all ... ???Why people are prejudiceWhy kids say they hate

Why people killWhy people don’t believe in themselves

!!! What I understand most is ... !!!Why we cryWhy we love

Why we laughWhy we trust

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I Am ( Version #2)

#1. I am #2. Three nouns about which you have strong feelings. Begin each with a capital letter. #3. A complete sentence about two things that you like. #4. Three nouns that describe what you like to see in other people; end with “are important to me.” #5. A sentence containing a positive thought or feeling. It can tell what you find acceptable in yourself. #6 - #7. Sentence in which you show something negative in yourself or others, however the sentence must end by showing that out of something BAD can come GOOD. Use the word “but” to link the bad and good. #8-#9-#10. Each line is a short sentence relating something about which you have strong feelings–likes or dislikes. They do not have to relate to each other or to the previous lines you have written. The world is getting weaker. #11. End with “This is me” or “I am.”

I amLife, Hope, LivingI care very much about the world and life on it.Honesty is important to me.Optimism is important to me.Unselfishness is important to me.Hospitality is a good thing.Meanness is bad, but it can be good to get people off your back.The world is getting weaker. The longer the days become the more beautiful they are.People are too negative.This is Me 

I Am FromMake four or five lists: Home, people, yard, neighborhood, etc. Write sounds you hear in these places, smells, quotes people say, memories etc. Then put them together with descriptive words. Use similes, metaphors or any type of figurative language that compliments your work.Home People Yard

Neighborhood Interests

I Am From I am from Sydney Mines Junior High.I am from tigers, Smart boards and computers.I am from many students passing my door.I am from halls that, in the morning, are unusually quiet.Halls that echo with laughter and squeaky sneakers. I am from room #204, called 7DE.I am from a room full of books.I am from a room that quickly fills with smells of soap, pencils, and markers as the day goes by.I am from a room that is familiar and cozy. 

I am from a school whose motto is, “Let Honor Be Your Guide.”I am from students who say, “ Do we have to do this?”I am from me who repeats, “ Think for yourself,” “Please listen” and “ Do your work.”I am from me who always says, “Knowledge is Power.” I am from a class of many faces who are all different and special in their own way.I am from a place where everyone is unique and it is difficult to get to know them all. They don’t know me.I am a daughter, sister, aunt, friend, mother, wife and their teacher. 

Summer Reflections

A breeze gently blowing fluffy white cloudsacross azure skies that go on forever.

My nose tickles from the fragrant flowers and sweet smelling hay.

I hear crickets playing in the nearby bush .The lonesome cry of a gull reminds me of the ocean.

I feel the hot grainy sand tickling my toes.Looking out to the endless blue of inviting salty water

I remember being gently lifted and carried by the waves to the shore.

I hear the carefree squeals of the children as they are chased by waves.

Sifting sand through my fingers and caressing the smooth, soft stones I get lost in the day.

Everything begins to quiet down, the beach is deserted The sun slowly sinks into the ocean.

The waves gently lap up the abandoned sandcastlesSweet, woody smoke sends an invitation to

join the bonfire on the hill.The flames climb and fall and the embers crack and pop

The light is reflected on twinkling eyes and sun kissed faces.

The soft strumming of a guitar closes out the day-The end of a perfect summer day.

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