Yo tengo un bello sueño

Posted April 2, 2015 & filed under Poem of the Day.

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Photo by: Bryce Bradford

 

Yo tengo un bello sueño
Sueño que estoy en una nave espacial y que viajo afuera en una galaxia.
Sueño que no exista más la violencia y que exista la paz en el alma.
¿Que sueñas?
Sueño con la noche y el corazón abierto al mundo.
Mi alma esta flotando.
Mi alma que me llama siempre veo.
Quisiera dormir para solo soñar con mi familia y mis antepasados.

I Have a Beautiful Dream

I have a beautiful dream
I am dreaming that I am in a rocketship and I am traveling out to another galaxy.
I am dreaming that there is no more violence and that there is only peace in the spirit.
What are you dreaming?
I am dreaming in the night, and the heart is open to the world.
My soul is floating.
I see my soul that calls me always.
I would like to just dream with my family and my ancestors.

By Joaquin, 2nd grade

Click the link above to listen to the poem read on KPFT radio by Roberto Blas, an 8th grader at Johnston Middle School For the Performing and Visual Arts in Houston. The background music is “Spring to Life” from freestockmusic.com. Produced by Susan Phillips.

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Poem a Day is made possible in part by H-E-B Tournament of Champions, Copy.com, The City of Houston through the Houston Arts Alliance, Texas Commission on the Arts, and KPFT 90.1.

Happy National Poetry Month!

Posted April 1, 2015 & filed under Poem of the Day.

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Happy National Poetry Month! Today is the start of a Poem a Day, a month-long celebration of poetry by WITS students. Each weekday we will share a poem by one of our talented students here on the blog. You can also check out the poems via the WITS facebook, instagram, or twitter, and listen to the poems read by Johnston Middle School students, on the radio station KPFT 90.1, at 4:30 pm. Make sure you subscribe to the WITS blog today to receive the poem of the day in your inbox.


Ode to the Library

I open the door,
It is
silent.

I walk to the
shelf.

Thump, Thump.
My feet echo.

I find my book. Thump, Thump.
I walk to a table.
I find a warm corner.
Sunlight comes over me,
like a yellow bubble.
In I go!

Adventuring with Percy and Annabeth.
Back to shelf.
Found another one. In Puppy
Place with Lizzie and Charles
All done! Back to shelf.

Here we are, another one.
Back to table.
Thump, Thump.
Gone to the rodeo with Kylie Jean.

Back again. Glance at clock.
It’s almost 5! Please just one book more!

Race to shelf. One last time.
Thumpata, Thumpata, Thump! Screeching halt.
Scan the shelf. Grab the book. Race to table.
Open book. Time flies.
Chapter 5.

Mom comes in. Time to go!
Check out book. Dragging feet.

In the car. Buckle up. Watch sadly
out the window as the library flies out
of sight.

By Morgan, 4th grade

 

Click the link above to listen to the poem read on KPFT radio by Eliana Collins, an 8th grader at Johnston Middle School For the Performing and Visual Arts in Houston. The background music is “Walk in the Night” from freestockmusic.com. Produced by Susan Phillips.

Poem a Day is made possible in part by H-E-B Tournament of Champions, Copy.com, The City of Houston through the Houston Arts Alliance, Texas Commission on the Arts, and KPFT 90.1.

Odessa

Posted April 21, 2014 & filed under Poem of the Day, Student Writing.

You may cruise by
on a hot summer day
looking through the
supermarket window,
hearing old country music
static slow.
Seeing the old faded
truck with torn interior,
strolling down the old
country road with
high grass rising up
to the top of someone’s toe.
I drink the water slowly,
smelling the air while
it blows your hair,
wiping sweat
off my chest.

by Joshua, 10th grade

 

 

Click the link above to listen to the poem read on KPFT radio by Jordan Wilson, an 8th grader at Johnston Middle School For the Performing and Visual Arts in Houston. The background music is “Home (Tribute to Dierks Bentley)” by #1 Country Hits Instrumentals. Produced by Susan Phillips.

This poem is featured as part of the 2014 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.

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Original post: January 14, 2014

Giraffe

Posted April 2, 2014 & filed under Notebook.

At the zoo

I saw a

giraffe.

He was as

tall as a

building.

I wanted

to slide

down his

neck.

by Lucas, age 3

 

 

Click the link above to listen to the poem read on KPFT radio by Malik Walker, an 8th grader at Johnston Middle School For the Performing and Visual Arts in Houston. The background music is “I Just Can’t Wait (To Go To The Zoo)” by Anna Lee. Produced by Susan Phillips.

This poem is featured as part of the 2014 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.

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Original post published: August 12, 2013

April is National Poetry Month!

Posted March 31, 2014 & filed under Notebook.

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Tomorrow is the start of A Poem a Day, a month-long celebration of poetry by Houston children. Each weekday we will send out a poem by one of our talented students through email. You can also enjoy these poems here on our blog and on radio station KPFT weekdays at 4:28 PM.

Get in on the fun by writing to our weekly prompt featured Saturdays on the blog, and snap a picture of it! WITS will be re-gramming our favorite poems throughout the month @witshouston #wherewordsfly.

Beautiful Dress

Posted March 4, 2014 & filed under Notebook.

I want to wear a beautiful dress
oh, so beautiful, a pure, deep
purple robe that touches to my
feet, that makes everyone
look my way. I would cherish
that dress like a sister.
I would if I had a purple dress.

By Nola, 3rd grade

Blessings from Me to You

Posted December 31, 2013 & filed under Notebook.

May your sycamore tree grow hands.

May the sun heat your heart.

May your legs swing like a carnival.

May your house never be blue.

May the rain kiss your eyelids.

May starfish protect your dreams.

May music blossom into flowers.

May icicles hang like angels.

May you smell like white lace.

May you find an emerald ring.

May you catch the world in your hands.

May you sleep under the moon’s eye.

by Jennifer, 5th Grade


Going to my Grandparents’ House

Posted December 29, 2013 & filed under Notebook.

Going into my grandparents’ house,
seeing the flower bed worked on
and the peach trees watered,
the greetings of loved ones.
Walking into a house of smells,
smells of different food being prepared
and the language unknown to me but still beautiful,
the bowl of fresh beans.
Walking outside to the dogs full of joy,
my grandmother hanging the clothes
as the breeze comes along,
seeing my grandfather relaxing on a rocking chair,
seeing the little ones getting eggs from the pens
and picking from the garden,
watching tractors go by daily as we ride them,
the guns shooting in the clear open sky.
The night comes as we come together
around a fire that we surround,
Watching the stars shoot by as we end our day.
by Jonathan, 10th grade

October

Posted October 4, 2013 & filed under Notebook.

October is the time of year when

you get to eat pumpkin cream cheese

pick up acorns that the squirrels missed

think about your Halloween costume

watch the leaves change

wear slippers.

By Fiona, 2nd grade

Bowl of Rice

Posted September 4, 2013 & filed under Notebook.

It’s what I eat when I’m happy

when my whole family is together

and everyone is talking at once.

It’s what I eat when I’m sad

when I can’t get my mind off

my problems at school.

It’s what my ancestors ate and

what I’ll make for my children.

It’s like the shoes I wear or the

shirt on my back, always there.

By Neesha, 5th grade

Minecraft House

Posted July 7, 2013 & filed under Notebook.

When I build a house in
Minecraft, I take my time
and do it right.
There are glass walls
and long hallways,
blue beds and
rooftop gardens
with yellow flowers
and green cacti.
My library is full of
books and I have a
ladder that leads to
the top of the trees.
My sister’s house is
across the water and
through the desert.
It’s made out of
limestone and has a
glass top.  When I
fall into the world
of Minecraft, I can
rebuild
my imagination.

By Pearl, 3rd grade

Outside in Winter

Posted January 18, 2013 & filed under Notebook.

I am outside looking at the snow falling, and I hear the wind blowing the trees.
I am outside smelling the hot chocolate and hearing the birds.
I am walking and looking at the animals outside.
Children are playing and people are saving the plants.
I am looking at my family playing.

by Jorge, 3rd grade

With These Hands

Posted December 17, 2012 & filed under Notebook.

Menna signing her poem at the Watchful Eye reading at the Menil Collection

With these hands, I will meet a famous person and shake their hand.
With these hands, I will pet cute puppies.
With these hands, I will work hard at my job.
With these hands, I will hug my friends.
With these hands, I will buy furniture for my own house.
With these hands, I will take pictures in New York City.
With these hands, I will talk with my friends using sign language.

by Menna, 5th grade

Meta-Fourth Fridays Tonight!

Posted October 26, 2012 & filed under Notebook.

Join Meta-Four Houston every fourth Friday of the month to participate in a FREE spoken word workshop and poetry slam!

When: 7:00 pm – Workshop

8:00 pm – Slam

*Note: You must attend workshop to participate in the poetry slam

Where: Hope Stone Dance Studio

1210 West Clay

About Meta-Four

Meta-Four Houston encourages self-expression and literacy among Houston’s youth through creative writing and performance.

Houston Poetry Fest This Weekend

Posted October 12, 2012 & filed under Notebook.

Schedule and Lineup for the Weekend: 

Willow Street Pump Station, 811 North San Jacinto

http://houstonpoetryfest.info/

Friday, October 12 @ 7:30 p.m. 

Juried Poets

 

Jerry Bradley

Lillian Susan Thomas

Norma Edwards Koontz

Daniel Carrington, Jr.

Maria Illich

Adamarie Fuller

Terry Jude Miller

Sandi Stromberg

John E. Rice

UHD Visiting Writers

Meta-Four Houston (info)

Featured Poet

Cindy Huyser

Saturday, October 13 @ 1:00 pm to 4:30 pm

Traditional Open Reading

Saturday, October 13 @ 7:30 pm

Guest Poet

Credit: uhd.edu

Jane Creighton

Juried Poets

Lynn C. Reynolds

Elizabeth Sydnor

Christopher Carmona

Sylvia Riojas Vaughn

Elisa A. Garza

Oscar Peña

Sean Johnson

Julie Pujol-Karel

Larry L. Fontenot

Kelly Ann Ellis

Sunday, October 14 @ 2 pm

Guest Poet

Joseph Campana

Juried Poets

Craig Bertuglia

Deborah “D.E.E.P.” Mouton

Winston Derden

Priscilla Frake

Kirsty McCormack

Geraldine Gobi Greig

Carolyn Praytor Boyd

John Milkereit

Last Few Days of Summer

Posted August 13, 2012 & filed under Notebook.

Summer

Every time I walk in my room

I feel a great breeze of hot air
And a great pool of sunlight
That doesn’t make me freeze.
When I look at my bed
I see only one layer of blankets,
And if I look at the ceiling
I see a fan blowing air.

Outside everyone plays in the water
Splashing each other,
Building sand castles,
Or laying on a chair
Feeling the nice warm sunlight.

I can feel the warm sunlight on me
As I walk toward the water.
I have pale skin,
But in the summer
It’s pretty red.

Does anyone have suntan lotion?

by Bryson, 3rd grade

Creative Writing Camp Connects to Houston Arts and Culture

Posted July 9, 2012 & filed under Notebook.

In an ongoing effort to enrich creative writing through an integration of literacy and art, students at our Creative Writing Camp took field trips to iconic Houston art and cultural centers including The Menil Collection, Rice University, and The Museum of Fine Arts, Houston. On these tours, they experienced and wrote about public art pieces, including James Turrell’s “Twilight Epiphany” and Jaume Plensa’s popular “Mirror.” Younger writers in grades K-2 were visited in the classroom by artists, including contemporary dancers and drummers, who help students find beauty and unexpected inspiration in art and culture. “Children are most stimulated by the things and activities that surround them,” said Robin Reagler, Writers in the Schools Executive Director. “Through the experience of seeing, touching and hearing art firsthand, our camp shows students that their writing is art and their words are powerful.”

Jameelah Lang, a second-year WITS writer goes on to say: “I continue to be fervently involved in WITS Creative Writing Camp because it teaches children that what they have to say is important. They learn writing skills dictated not by someone else, but by their own strengths and points of view.” This year’s summer Creative Writing Camp served more than 1,000 students, the largest turnout Writers in the Schools has ever seen. Stay tuned this month for poetry and writing from these field trips and camp.

A Poem from Camp – Wonder

Posted June 26, 2012 & filed under Notebook.

Wonder

(inspired by Emily Dickinson’s poem “Hope”)

Wonder is the thing with sun and light

That lands straight in the soul,

And twists and turns—all night

And only stops at the answer

And the brightest marvel is in the fire

And faith must be in the water

That could abandon the small weak light

That made so many wonder

I’ve seen it in the arid places,

And in the oddest land

But, never, in extreme,

It makes me question all that gleams.

By Amy, 5th grade

A Poet

Posted May 17, 2012 & filed under Notebook.

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 Makki, 3rd grade