Poetry

We've begun a new unit of study during writer's workshop - poetry. We began our study by immersing ourselves in poetry - filling our minds and hearts with powerful words. We then learned about the "Doors of Poetry": the heart door, memory door, observation door, wondering door, and concerns about the world door. We can open these doors to find poetry in our lives (poems are hiding everywhere). We also learned how to create strong images and "crack open" general words. Here are some of the poems our students have written so far...

The Wind Cries This is Not Right
by Wilson

Somewhere a woman is weeping
Somewhere a man has no wife
And the wind whispers
This is not right

Somewhere a rich man is robbing
Somewhere a poor man is giving
And the wind cries
This is not right

Somewhere killing is legal
This place is the war
And the wind screams no, no
This is not right

For the man and the woman should be married
And the rich man should be giving to the poor man
And the war should be stopped
And the wind screams
This is right

Leave a comment below to let Wilson know what you think about his poem!

OK, I Lied by Wilson

One night when Miller had a sleepover at my house, we ordered a pizza. My mother was doing the laundry. My father called, "Jac, Wilson, and Milller - get in here and eat." When we came in, we all sat down. I said the blessing. Miller said, "Let's eat!" "OK," I said. Jac said, "Wait." Jac's my little brother. "Maybe we need to let it cool down." Miller said, "It's not hot." I said, "Maybe you should listen to Jac, Miller." He lifted the pizza box. I saw smoke come off it. Miller picked a piece up and took a bite. He swiftly threw it back down in the pizza box. He said, "OK, I lied!" We laughed for a long time. We still talk about that.

What a great small moment story! Click on the Comments link below this post to share your thinking with Wilson.