The Rainbow at the Beach

Posted April 19, 2011 & filed under Poem of the Day.

I see with my artist’s eyes a rainbow in the sky.
It has lots of color:
Blue, purple, pink, orange, red, white, and green.
I am at the beach. At first, the water is cold.
Then the water turns hot.
My mom gets into the water.
It’s cold for her, and then it’s hot.
Then, as we swim,
the rainbow goes away.

by Melanie, 2nd grade

Photo by tomt6788 via Flickr

This poem is featured as part of the 2011 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by WITS that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click on the logo  to learn more.

I Dream of Basketball

Posted April 15, 2011 & filed under Poem of the Day.

I dream of the beat of a basketball
The excitement behind a dunk
The pause after the last shot
The adrenaline rush after a three-pointer
I dream of being on fire when it’s cold
And winning the finals
And being an all star
I dream of basketball

by Jacob, 4th grade

 

 

 

 

 This poem is featured as part of the 2011 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by WITS that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click on the logo  to learn more.

Ode to Drizzling

Posted April 14, 2011 & filed under Poem of the Day.

Drizzle, you are
a salty block of ice,
a soapy bubble on the window.
I hear you
shattering like a glass vase.
I see you,
a hollow hallway.
You are a
soft, fresh breeze of leaves
falling on the hard, dull concrete.
People insult you,
saying you come to make kids
miserable because they can’t play.
If you never happened,
our plants would die
of thirst.
And if
it isn’t good for children to play in,
then I shall say to myself,
I love when it drizzles.
It feels so fresh.

by Fadila, 5th grade

Photo by johngarghan via Flickr

This poem is featured as part of the 2011 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by WITS that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click on the logo to the left to learn more.

Dear Alejandra (To my Niece)

Posted April 13, 2011 & filed under Poem of the Day.

Dear Alejandra, careful,
there will be bullies at school
but the cool friends will
help you in tough situations.
It’s easy to learn the alphabet
and your numbers –
you’ll get help from me!
Teachers should be your best friends.
You will have dreams about being the ruler of animals.
When you come home, you’d better begin homework!
Get good sleep and eat healthy.
Wait! Who am I kidding?
Act like you’re asleep,
and sneak into the living room and watch T.V.
But still, get some sleep.
Have a high imagination
but not in class,
only if you want to get in trouble.
And on your birthday,
expect cool clothes from friends.
Expect embarrassing things, too,
like socks and underwear.
Just forget about the mean people.
Prove to them you are way cooler
and awesome!

by Morgan, 3rd grade

Photo by sammysight2003 via Flickr

This poem (originally published 9/23/2010) is featured as part of the 2011 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by WITS that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click on the logo to the left to learn more.

El Mar Inclinando en los Ojos de Mi Mamá (The Ocean Leaning into My Mother’s Eyes)

Posted April 12, 2011 & filed under Poem of the Day.

El mar inclinando en los ojos de mi mamá
Los ojos de mi mamá son azul como el agua.
Las olas son como la felicidad de ella.
La corriente es como su enojo.
Las rocas son la soledad.

(Translation)

My mother’s eyes are blue like the water.
The waves are her joy.
The current is her anger.
And the rocks are her solitude.

by Liliana, 2nd grade
Photo by BN catchesthelight via Flickr

 

This poem is featured as part of the 2011 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by WITS that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click on the logo to the left to learn more.

Yellow Planet

Posted April 11, 2011 & filed under Poem of the Day.

I see the golden sun
Rising upon me
Like a star in the black
Shadows of night,
Shining on the palace of
Gold and happiness.
I see you, sun.
I see a beautiful woman
With her gold hair shining,
Yellow skin and golden eyes
Of my yellow world.
Golden fruits of yellow.
I see and love you, yellow.
Come shine your golden wings.

by Chinenye, 3rd grade

Photo by ElvertBarnes via Flickr

This poem is featured as part of the 2011 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by WITS that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click on the logo to the left to learn more.

My Bee

Posted April 8, 2011 & filed under Poem of the Day.

My bee’s stinger is a sharp pencil that writes stories about stinging.
Her black stripes make the night come.
Her buzz calls other insects to her when she’s bored.
My bee’s legs are lollipops that steal nectar from flowers.
Her fur is fuzzy fire to keep her warm in winter.
At night she dreams she is a great, red robin who eats worms.
Her snowy wings help her fly through the sky.

by Allissa, 1st grade

Photo by LadyDragonflyCC via Flickr

This poem is featured as part of the 2011 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by WITS that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click on the logo to the left to learn more.

What Words Can Be

Posted April 7, 2011 & filed under Poem of the Day.

Words can be sour
like a pickle or
sweet like sugar.

Words can roar
like a motor or
vanish like magic.

Words can be warm
like a mitten or
hot like the sun.

Words can be memorable
like the friend your
heart once had.

by Hana, 3rd grade 

 

 

 

 

This poem is featured as part of the 2011 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by WITS that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click on the logo to learn more.  

Green

Posted April 6, 2011 & filed under Poem of the Day.

What is Green?
Is it the fresh cut grass or the lime in your tea?
Does it feel like the powder when you put your makeup on?
Green is life.
Looking at the bright green field makes you root for your team.
The celery in
your hand.
The green water.
Listen.
Wait.
Splash!
Seeing an island as the green kingdom where
Green trees with leaves blow
silently in the
wind.
Money crackling in your hand. You’re on top of the world.
This is green.

by Ananda, 5th grade

Photo By Kit Keat via Flickr

This poem is featured as part of the 2011 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by WITS that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click on the logo to the left to learn more.

Child of the First Daughter and the Last Son

Posted April 5, 2011 & filed under Poem of the Day.

I am from the pink ribbons,
the hot delicious coffee.
I am from the back deck.
I am from the purple roses,
the beautiful blue lake.
I am from the traditional everyday home-cooked meals
and the stubbornness that runs in my blood.
My parents are the first daughter and the last son
So I am from the respect your elders and don’t talk to strangers.
Still, I am from a less than pious family.
I am from the blue waters and spicy shrimp and greens —–
I am from Casper the ghost and winter —o.k.
Summer trips to the beach.
I am from the black long box containing childhood pictures of my family and good memories.

by Kasy, 7th grade

Photo by KaroliK via Flickr

This poem is featured as part of the 2011 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by WITS that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click on the logo to the left to learn more.

My Magic Box

Posted April 4, 2011 & filed under Poem of the Day.

I would put into the box
friendship bracelets, red roses,
a bit of my friend’s hair.
I would also put my favorite
pictures, and sand from
the beach in Mexico.
I would put all that in a shiny
gold box with shooting stars
on it. I would also put my doll
that I got for my birthday.
I would put in a dolphin
and my baby brother, too.

by Rebeca, 4th grade

Photo via Embellishment Queen via Flickr

 

This poem is featured as part of the 2011 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by WITS that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click on the logo to the left to learn more.

Spring

Posted April 1, 2011 & filed under Poem of the Day.

The buds
of pansies
blossom
in the
muddy field
on a spring
mountain, as a butterfly
arcs
over a
blossoming rainbow
The spring breeze
picks up
dark clouds roll
in
A fawn
runs
for cover
A thin
mist begins to
rise
Water beats down on the
forest.

by Grace, 4th grade

This poem is featured as part of the 2011 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by WITS that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click on the logo to the left to learn more. Happy Poetry Month!

Get Your Poem a Day YOUR Way

Posted March 24, 2011 & filed under Poem of the Day.

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April is just around the corner and WITS is ready to celebrate National Poetry Month with our annual A Poem A Day campaign. Starting next Friday, WITS will offer one poem written by a WITS student each day. Here are some ways you can participate:

* Receive the WITS poem every morning in your email.
* Bookmark this page and return for daily inspiration.
* Request free bookmarks for your workplace.
* Tune in to Houston’s KPFT 90.1 FM in the afternoons to hear a WITS student poem.
* Add the WITS blog to your RSS feed reader.
* Leave comments on your favorite poems for the author to enjoy.
* Get the Poem a Day widget. Choose the look you like, and add it to your blog, website, or Facebook/MySpace page. It takes less than a minute to install.
* Write a poem a day.
* Find poetry events in your own neighborhood.

National Poetry Month is Just Around the Bend

Posted March 18, 2011 & filed under Poem of the Day.

Soon schools, libraries, and community centers around the country will display the official 2011 National Poetry Month poster unveiled by the Academy of American Poets last January. You can download a  full-size pdf of the poster by clicking here or request a free copy to be sent to you while supplies last.

Writers in the Schools (WITS) celebrates National Poetry Month locally through bookmarks, public readings, and our email campaign, A Poem A Day. Through this project, WITS will email a child’s poem each weekday during the month of April. If you subscribe to our blog, A Poem A Day,  you know how inspirational it is to open your email or RSS feed each morning and be surprised by the words of children as young as 5 years. All poems featured in A Poem A Day are written by students in grades K-12 who have participated in the WITS program. If you have a friend who appreciates the written word as much as you do, suggest they subscribe to our blog or sign up for a poem in April by clicking this link.

Be on the lookout in the coming days for ways you can share poetry with children all month long.  National Poetry Month rocks!

Blue

Posted April 30, 2010 & filed under Poem of the Day.

 

12 pale silhouettes dancing
in a moonlit courtyard
glistening under a gossamer fog.
That is why the sky is blue. A rather
odd remark. The silhouettes were clouds
swaying in the moonlit courtyard of the sky.
The low, gossamer fog danced, made blue
silhouettes resembling the sky.
The sky danced in the tall, pale cedar tree
that shined like the gray chimes that
hung from it. In the magnolia tree,
flowers blooming with small petals
curling in circles like the sky in
which the blue world began.

By Zoe, 4th grade
[photo by kevin dean via flickr]

Originally published on July 8, 2009.

apad2This poem is featured as part of the 2010 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by WITS that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click on the logo to the left to learn more.

About My Cousin’s Eyes

Posted April 29, 2010 & filed under Poem of the Day.

They’re the darkest you’ll ever see.
I don’t know how, but you can see
hurricanes and tornadoes emerging,
you can watch blue fish swim
through the deepest rivers. Pay close
attention, and you can see glass as
it shakes from lightning. Don’t get
too close, or you will see the
whirling snow revolving around and
around. Watch as the clouds move
to show the moon reflecting off the water.
When you take your last look, be still.
You will see the spider web as it gets
tangled up in lies.

By Kadijah, 7th grade

Originally published on December 4, 2009.

apad2This poem is featured as part of the 2010 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by WITS that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click on the logo to the left to learn more.

The Heavenly Woods

Posted April 28, 2010 & filed under Poem of the Day.

 

Once I went to the woods with my family.
I saw the most beautiful mountains and
lakes. The mountains were the colors of
the rainbow. The lake was clear as glass.
The fish were delicious. In these woods I
tasted the juiciest apples and sweetest
strawberries. Even on a hot day, the
temperature of the lake was still freezing
cold. The waterfall sounded very smooth.
My brother, my dad, and I went hiking.
We found a cave, and inside the cave was
filled with beautiful red, gold, and blue
colors that surrounded us like a cage.
South Oklahoma was like heaven.

By Jonathan, 4th grade
[photo by l’herf via flickr]

Originally published on December 9, 2009.

apad2This poem is featured as part of the 2010 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by WITS that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click on the logo to the left to learn more.

Houston Music

Posted April 27, 2010 & filed under Poem of the Day.

 

I hear…
girls laughing with deep voices like men.
clapping like you’re at church.
Lydia talking softly like rats at night.
birds chirping like they are talking.
hammers beating like a giant stomping.
airplane vrroooooming like an eighteen wheeler.
truck squeaking like a rubber duck.
These are the sounds of the Third Ward.

By Chelsea, 4th grade
[photo by tewink via flickr]

apad2This poem is featured as part of the 2010 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by WITS that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click on the logo to the left to learn more.