Poetic Questionnaire for Valentine’s Day

Posted February 13, 2018 & filed under mentor text, Poem, Student Writing.

Why?

 

1. Why do I always __________ ?

A. Fall in love
B. Fall for the wrong one
C. Sleep
D. Cry

 

2. Why am I always ___________ ?

A. Getting hurt
B. Crying
C. Catching feelings fast
D. Stressed

 

3. Why didn’t he ___________ ?

A. Tell me
B. Show me
C. Love me
D. Love me like he said

 

4. Why are there __________ boys?

A. Unfaithful
B. Stupid
C. Lying
D. Cheating

 

5. Why can’t we just ____________ ?

A. Be together
B. Work it out
C. Love each other
D. Stay together

 

by Dariana, 8th grade

When I Think of You

Posted September 30, 2013 & filed under Notebook.

When I think of you

my face tingles

my feet tremble

the world turns red

and bursts into lights

When I think of you

trains stop

cars honk

and my eyes open

like envelopes

By Lily, 7th grade

Land of the Lone Star

Posted April 30, 2013 & filed under Poem of the Day.

Leaving land of lone star

of heat, humidity, and horses

on a huge white bird

over open ocean

in night’s ebony embrace

Out of the ominous

an amazing archipelago

the pearl of perfection

the majesty of mountains

home

By Samuel, 7th Grade

Click the link above to listen to the poem read on KPFT radio by  Carson Brown, a 6th grader at Johnston Middle School For the Performing and Visual Arts in Houston.

This poem is featured as part of the 2013 A Poem a Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by Writers in the Schools (WITS) that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click here to learn more. 

Special thanks to Susan Phillips, an independent radio producer and KPFT volunteer in Houston, who recorded and produced all the poems for the WITS A Poem a Day campaign.  

Hardly Myself

Posted April 25, 2013 & filed under Poem of the Day.

 

Today again I am hardly myself.

Grass sprouts from my hair like antennae.

Flowers become my eye lashes

as bark covers my soul.

My teeth are like acorns

crunching on my concrete tongue.

Rocks and stones become

my hardcore bones.

Thorns grow like fingernails

on my berry-scented skin.

Roses are my ears,

only for the bees.

My toes are the squishy

clay straight from the ground.

The plaque on my teeth is

like rust from metal.

My lungs beat like the

countdown on a clock.

Why, why am I hardly myself?

By J. B., 4th Grade

Click the link above to listen to the poem read on KPFT radio by Elizabeth Tyska, an 8th grade at Johnston Middle School For the Performing and Visual Arts in Houston.

This poem is featured as part of the 2013 A Poem a Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by Writers in the Schools (WITS) that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click here to learn more. 

Special thanks to Susan Phillips, an independent radio producer and KPFT volunteer in Houston, who recorded and produced all the poems for the WITS A Poem a Day campaign.  

Oceanlight

Posted April 24, 2013 & filed under Poem of the Day.

 

A haunted lighthouse flicks on

and off. Sailors get lost.

The moon beams onto the middle

of the ocean.

Until a breezy wind floats by

and no more light shines.

Only sounds of waves float by

And mystery falls into the air.

By Julia, 3rd Grade

Click the link above to listen to the poem read on KPFT radio by Kevin Hernandez, a 6th grader at Johnston Middle School For the Performing and Visual Arts in Houston.

This poem is featured as part of the 2013 A Poem a Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by Writers in the Schools (WITS) that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click here to learn more. 

Special thanks to Susan Phillips, an independent radio producer and KPFT volunteer in Houston, who recorded and produced all the poems for the WITS A Poem a Day campaign.  

The Lighthouse

Posted April 23, 2013 & filed under Notebook.

 

Give me lights

on my house,

a glowing roof

and sparkling windows.

My sunglasses are so bright,

like the sun.

I see twinkling stars

above the roof,

candles all around,

and when I walk out

I see my glowing bridge.

As I walk in,

I see fire-beetles

and fire-flies

dancing in the flame.

And when I sleep,

I see the brightest dream.

By Josiah, 6th Grade

Click the link above to listen to the poem read on KPFT radio by  Leah Schultz, an 8th grader at Johnston Middle School For the Performing and Visual Arts in Houston.

This poem is featured as part of the 2013 A Poem a Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by Writers in the Schools (WITS) that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click here to learn more. 

Special thanks to Susan Phillips, an independent radio producer and KPFT volunteer in Houston, who recorded and produced all the poems for the WITS A Poem a Day campaign.  

We the Children of the World

Posted April 22, 2013 & filed under Notebook.

 

We, the children of the world, want freedom to explore nature.

We, the children of the world, want to know more about space

and why Pluto is so small.

We want honesty so people can have a better world.

We, the children of the world, want no more bad words

that can hurt others’ feelings.

We, the children, of the world want to read, read, read

so that our minds can learn and grow.

We want a lot of money so the children in Kenya do not live in poverty.

We, the children, of the world want a lot of food

so we do not go hungry, and our moms and dads

don’t have to cook so much.

We, the children of the world, want to see

the beaches and hear the oceans.

By Anna, 3rd Grade

Click the link above to listen to the poem read on KPFT radio by Laura Mercado, a 6th grader at Johnston Middle School For the Performing and Visual Arts in Houston.

This poem is featured as part of the 2013 A Poem a Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by Writers in the Schools (WITS) that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click here to learn more. 

Special thanks to Susan Phillips, an independent radio producer and KPFT volunteer in Houston, who recorded and produced all the poems for the WITS A Poem a Day campaign.  

The Night

Posted April 19, 2013 & filed under Poem of the Day.

Owls are hooting

The stars look pale yellow

like they are invisible

When everyone is asleep

thousands of animals hunt

In the north sky the moon

is bright white

There’s a sweet smell coming

from the trees

The night goes by very fast

like butter slipping out of your hands

until the sun comes up

By Rhea, 5th grade

Click the link above to listen to the poem read on KPFT radio by Jonathan Zepeda, a 6th grader at Johnston Middle School For the Performing and Visual Arts in Houston.

This poem is featured as part of the 2013 A Poem a Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by Writers in the Schools (WITS) that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click here to learn more. 

Special thanks to Susan Phillips, an independent radio producer and KPFT volunteer in Houston, who recorded and produced all the poems for the WITS A Poem a Day campaign.  

Yellow

Posted April 17, 2013 & filed under Poem of the Day.

Yellow

is a sun

lighting the day.

Yellow is a banana

in my stomach. Yellow

is my mother

forever cleaning

in the kitchen.

Yellow is cold

as gold. It is a rock

a child paints. A yellow blanket

wrapping a baby. It is

the smell of vegetable soup

and birthday cake. Yellow

is a duckling swimming

when the sun is setting.

By Diego, 3rd grade

Click the link above to listen to the poem read on KPFT radio by Trevor Mangum at Johnston Middle School For the Performing and Visual Arts in Houston.

This poem is featured as part of the 2013 A Poem a Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by Writers in the Schools (WITS) that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click here to learn more. 

Special thanks to Susan Phillips, an independent radio producer and KPFT volunteer in Houston, who recorded and produced all the poems for the WITS A Poem a Day campaign.  

The Birth of a Superhero: The Super Reader

Posted April 16, 2013 & filed under Poem of the Day.

The day I was born, the best

super hero book was published.

My family crowded around that book

in the library, and then I appeared.

They looked at me and assumed

I was a robot toy, but no. I was a boy

with a dictionarial head, and my fingers were book

lights. I smelled of ink and paper from the many

books I read. I arrived in the world with dozens of science

fiction and long chapter books. I was fifteen

inches tall, four inches wide, and four inches in depth.

I had a hoarse and deep voice as if I had been talking

to myself for days on end. I tasted something in my mouth

like factory-fresh cellophane on the new books

coming off the assembly line. The air inside the amazing

circle of curiosity was dense, warm air, and everybody

was sweating. I grew and kept reading

books for the rest of my super hero lifetime.

By Ryan, 3rd Grade

Click the link above to listen to the poem read on KPFT radio by Hannah Reeves, a 8th grader at Johnston Middle School For the Performing and Visual Arts in Houston.

This poem is featured as part of the 2013 A Poem a Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by Writers in the Schools (WITS) that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click here to learn more. 

Special thanks to Susan Phillips, an independent radio producer and KPFT volunteer in Houston, who recorded and produced all the poems for the WITS A Poem a Day campaign.  

My River

Posted April 15, 2013 & filed under Poem of the Day.


My river begins with hunger.

My mother calls me in my mind.

As I hear her,

hear her,

as she sees me,

I feel that I can touch her

and smell the perfume of her body.

She is a daily memory

as if she passes by me

with her smell of cheetah.

By Kayla, 4th Grade

Click the link above to listen to the poem read on KPFT radio by Kendall Pickens, a 7th grader at Johnston Middle School For the Performing and Visual Arts in Houston.

This poem is featured as part of the 2013 A Poem a Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by Writers in the Schools (WITS) that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click here to learn more. 

Special thanks to Susan Phillips, an independent radio producer and KPFT volunteer in Houston, who recorded and produced all the poems for the WITS A Poem a Day campaign.  

Slow Beauty

Posted April 9, 2013 & filed under Poem of the Day.

 

A hippo ambles

on the sandy floor.

It strides and staggers

and saunters, uttering a low moan.

With great effort,

after a few minutes

of clear and glossy silence,

it hauls itself back

to the shimmering pond

making soft,

exquisite ripples.

By Seo-Ho, 4th grade

[audio http://wits.files.wordpress.com/2013/04/07-slow-beauty-4-9-13.mp3]

Click the link above to listen to the poem read on KPFT radio by Jailyn Williams, a 6th grader at Johnston Middle School For the Performing and Visual Arts in Houston.

This poem is featured as part of the 2013 A Poem a Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by Writers in the Schools (WITS) that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click here to learn more. 

Special thanks to Susan Phillips, an independent radio producer in Houston, who recorded and produced all the poems for the WITS A Poem a Day campaign.  

A Poet

Posted April 1, 2013 & filed under Poem of the Day.


When a poet stares at time, everything stops.

When a poet loves, he freezes,

and his heart bursts open like an over-ripe banana.

When a poet thinks, he is so happy he will melt of happiness.

When a poet is angry, he will go crazy.

When a poet is sad, he will cry to death.

When a poet travels to a new land, he gets lost.

When a poet imagines, he sees himself as an astronaut

and then becomes one.

When a poet writes,

he believes nothing is wrong

because he is at his best.

By Saadat, 3rd grade

[audio http://wits.files.wordpress.com/2013/04/01-mon-apr-1st-rev.mp3]

Click the link above to listen to the poem read on KPFT radio by Evangeline Gowen, an 8th  grader at Johnston Middle School For the Performing and Visual Arts in Houston. The background music is by the Michael Silverman Jazz Piano Trio.

This poem is featured as part of the 2013 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by Writers in the Schools (WITS) that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click here to learn more.