Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Poetry

This post is from 11/2/07

6yo's Language Arts curriculum this year is primarily a Great Books program, with some other literature (classic American children's books) and activities thrown in. So, we've been reading short stories, poetry and folk tales from all over the world: The US (including Native American tales), England, Germany, France, Africa, Russia, Haiti, China, Japan and more. Sometimes our activity is to draw a picture, or retell the story, or act out the story. But other times (especially on poetry days) there is a creative writing assignment. So 6yo has been writing poetry the past few months. Usually there is a structure given, so that he is imitating the poetry we've been reading. Sometimes even a few opening lines or closing lines are given, and he fills in sections. He enjoys it, and I love seeing his creations. Usually for these, I'm his scribe and he is just the creative brains behind the operation. So I thought I'd share a few of his poems with all.


What Day Would It Be?


If there are balloons in the house, and presents there, and my friends are there.
What day would it be?
It must be my birthday.
September 2007


Peaceful Places

It is peaceful in the country.
Because it is very quiet and there are not many noisy people.
It is peaceful in your bed.
Because it is cozy and quiet and you love to be there.
September 2007


When I Am Very Still

When I am lying very still with my eyes shut,
I can hear people.
I can feel what I'm lying on.
I can smell food.
I can think.
When I am very still.
November 1, 2007


(This next one was completely freeform, his own creation with no preset structure. He was asked to personify something in nature.)

The Sun and the Moon

When the sun is out
He is glad to be awake.
But when he says goodbye
The moons says hello.
But when the sun comes back,
It says hello.
October 22, 2007


And lest our life seem too idyllic, academic or literary, here is the poem he wrote last week. It was his "answer" to the "Early Morning Song" of a coyote in a Native American tale. The coyote needed to be awake in the hour before dawn so that he could catch the rising sun and ride it across the sky.


Early Morning Song

Awake in the hour before dawn,
Awake in the hour before dawn,
So I can play more before school and watch more TV and play Transformer stuff on the computer.
Awake in the hour before dawn.
October 2007

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