Tuesday, April 08, 2008

waxing poetic with my kids

We're writing poetry in class

from now till the end of the year,

(31 days).

Today we worked on blank verse,

but I couldn't make anything but free stuff.

made some examples and put them on the board

read some  Maya Angelo out loud

her stuff

man

that's good

my kids

they move to the iambic rhythm

our wall of poetic expression is getting fuller

these are my examples



Rain

Wet

Coming down

Straight

On my head

And down my face

Dripping off my chin

Making me grin

Rain



It's like thoughts

Whatever you feel

Random thoughts

Thrown down on white paper

That reveal

Your inner most thoughts

Or just

Whatever's on top

And can be said

In a crowd that probably ain't listening anyway



Helping boys with their poems

Here's my advice

Don't be the mechanic

Be the salesperson

Don't tell me about the parts

Tell me why I need this car

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1 - You said:

from now till the end of the year,
(31 days).

I thought you'd lost your mind. Then I realized you're talking about the school year. (Comment this)

Written by: Anonymous at 2008/04/09 - 03:56:38
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