In 5th grade, the students in my class will be creating their own poetry books that will be completed during the month of April. In these wonderful books will be at least 10 original works of poetry created by the student. We've started to get ready for these books by learning some different types of poems. We've done class clerihews (click the word clerihew to see how to create one if you are not sure) and we've just recently learned about quatrains (as it's the form for the poem Casey at the Bat). There was time at school to create some quatrains, and it's now that I ask the readers of this blog to chip in as well. If you need to review the rules of a quatrain, please visit an old blog post on quatrains. And remember, you can string more than one of these quatrains together to create a story. Can't wait to see what you come up with. Thanks for stopping by the classroom blog!
Flying through the forest,
ReplyDeleteThe air feels cold and wet.
An imaginary finish line,
But I am not there yet.
Up and down the hills I go,
Losing all sense of time.
After heading down a hill,
Again it's time to climb.
Looking hard for signs of nature,
I eagerly await.
Will I see an owl or some deer?
Maybe not this date.
It's winter time in Minnesota,
And I'm working on my skills.
As I head out cross-country skiing,
In the park of Lebanon Hills.
Great job Mr. Feustel and very appropriate.
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Troy,
ReplyDeleteI read your blog and found it very interesting. I assume you took the beautiful photo while cross-country skiing...beautiful! Good job on the poem!
Mom
This is so you!
ReplyDeleteI look at the sun,
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Sitting down,
On the ground.
David
Dark blurry blue skies,
ReplyDeleteSoon the sun can rise.
The wind will blow,
As the plants start to grow.
Kerstin
My brother is so very annoying,
ReplyDeleteWhen he plays his guitar he is enjoying.
He sometimes likes to ski,
But he never drinks tea.
Kerstin
Well done Kerstin! Your skills at crafting quatrains is very impressive. Looks like you may be thinking of the coming Spring with your first poem and I can totally relate when dealing with annoying brothers (sorry Todd & Jon). Thanks for taking the time to blog, it was great to see what you created! Tea please!
ReplyDeleteHere is a poem I think you will enjoy:
ReplyDeleteEvery morning I lie there innocently sleeping
When the peace is ruptured by a horrible beeping.
My serenity ripped asunder, sudden and drastic
By this evil, demonic, red-eyed piece of plastic.
I roll over in pain and pound on the snooze,
Groaning, moaning, thinking 'What's there to lose?'
'Don't make me get up, just nine minutes more.'
The same thing I've said every morning before.
It's not that I hate mornings or dread the new day.
It's just that I loathe waking up in this way.
I'd much rather simply rise up with the light,
Glowing in the window, chasing away the night.
But the sudden screaming, the incessant fuss,
Makes me want to yell and cry and simply to cuss.
Especially the knowledge that all of my sorrow
Will be repeated the same time, same way, tomorrow.
Hey did you get to teaching hikus? well i though of it and i made one up while in language
ReplyDeleteI love all hikus
But some hikus don't make sense
Refrigerator
-Josh M
Josh, I appreciate your hiku as it is pretty darn funny if you ask me. You really nailed it when you mentioned that some hikus don't really make sense. And nice work on coming up with a final line that used just one word to get the five syllables needed. Well done. Hope middle school is treating you well. Thanks for posting on the blog!!!
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