Wearing his white Silk vest, His glistening Ruby collar:
And who could Refuse a sip Of nectar to Such a Caller?
I love this poem. It set’s a perfect image of a hummingbird dancing across the sky. The language in this poem is very rich and describing but also the words flow together as if one giant gust of wind whispered it to the world. I love the outdoors and my Grandma loves hummingbirds. All in all, I love this poem so much.
Yeah, the poem I picked is about crayons, and I love crayons, but that’s not why I chose this poem. I chose the poem because it is giving off the message that you can teach an old dog new tricks. Just because something is old and grubby it is still beautiful, and can still create a masterpiece. I also love the way that the author wrote the poem, and I think that she did a great job really describing the crayon. I can vividly imagine me when I was really little, not wanting to use the stubby crayons, because the pointy one were “better”. But then an older kid would use the old crayons, and make a great picture. Also, the language in this poem is fantastic. If you covered up the title, you would not be able to tell that it was about crayons. The author wrote the poem in a way that really could me, or be about, so many other things than crayons. This is why I like this poem, and this is what it means to me.
Stars over snow, And in the west a planet Swinging below a star- Look for a lovely thing and you will find it, It is not far- It will never be far.
-Sara Teasdale
I think that I connect with this poem because it sounds like something I might write. I think that she uses the same kind of voice that I use in my poems. I like how the poem is so simple but it grabs you and you can’t stop reading it. I think that she used simple words and made them into a poem.
FLEAS Roaming these Furry prairie, Daring every stop And sink a well In the soft pink Soil, Hoping To draw up a Hasty drop, and Drink, and survive,
There’s always The threat of those Inexplicable storms, When over the hairy Horizon rages
BY Valerie Worth
This poem reminds me of my dogs and cats because they both get fleas in the summer. Why I liked this poem is because it just pops out at me and it flows very well. It has great language and it reminds me of my pets.
The necklace of the bridge Is already dimmed for morning But a tug in a tira Glides slowly up the river, A jewel of the dawn, Still festooned in light.
The river seems to slumber Quiet in it’s bed, As silently as the tugboat, A ghostlike apparition, Moves twinkling up the river And disappears from sight.
_Lilian Morrison
I like this poem. I like this poem because it gives me a vision of on the lake at 5:00 A.M. Another reason I like this poem is, well, it just has good language. Finally, It reminds me of a foggy morning at my grandparents camp (which sadly, burned down) as the ferry approaches Vermont. This poem reminds me much of those days. The language was so rich. This is why I like it.
While Roddy reads aloud about a wondrous secret garden in a voice as boring as a blank TV screen I watch Sophie squirm in her seat and suddenly I think she’s like a garden, too a crazy quilt of flowers where tulips fight with roses asters argue with peonies and a sign swings from “Keep Out” to “Come In” and back again in a flash All the colors of the world in Sophie’s clothes in Sophie’s smile so full of yeses and noes stops and goes she makes me dizzy I don’t know where she was Or where she’ll be She’s a place so busy I want to visit it if only she’d let me
The thing in this poem that resonates with me is the language and reality of it. It totally connects with me and I love its language. I’m exactly like the girl Tanya wrote about except I’m male. I’m busy and conflicting with myself or thinking 24-7 exactly like that girl. I also know some kids like that as well. This poem is reality and that’s why it clicks with me. I haven’t read a more realistic poem that I love like that.
Slack wings Folded, it Hangs by a Claw in The closet,
Sleeping, Or moping, Or quietly Hatching A plot
To flap out And escape On a furious Sweep of The storm.
-Valerie Worth
I like this poem because it has an interesting feel to it. I like the layout of the poem. The way it just goes down is interesting. I like the language because it is something you wouldn’t think of. I like the way the poem could be about a bat. I like the way it does that because it is mysterious. I think this poem is a wonderful poem to read. -Eli
Bulbs strung along Our porch roof Pour clear Colors through the Cold black air; But our neighbors Have a spruce, like A huge shadow Full of deep blue Mysterious stars
I resonate with Christmas lights because there colorful, sparkly, and florescent. I think there perfect, fragile, and bring cheer. I really enjoy Christmas too. I think it is really nice language, is mellow, and is calm. The poem is also really descriptive. That’s why I like this poem. The rich spot in this poem is when they were explaining the spruce tree. CM
The lawnmower Grinds its teeth Over the grass Spitting out a thick Green spray;
It’s head is to full Of iron and oil To know What is throws Away;
The lawn’s whole Crop of chopped Soft, Delicious Green hay.
Valerie Worth
I like this poem because it is about lawn mowing and I do so much of it. I like this poem because it has to do with mowing and I LOVE MOWING! Well I do get stung by a lot of bees. The language used in this poem when it says “it grinds its teeth over the grass spitting out a thick green spray” is true. I like the language because it’s just like mowing but they are over exaggerating a little bit. That’s because it’s a poem. JB
An everywhere of silver, With ropes of sand To keep it from effacing The track called land -Emily Dickenson
I really like this poem because it stood out to me as soon as I read it. I like that it’s very short, but it’s still beautiful and says a lot about the sea. When I read it I can imagine the waves rolling over the sand beach. I like poems that give me an image when I’m reading it. In this poem the author uses very rich language and the words flow smoothly. I feel like the author was imagining the sea too and put a lot of thought into what she was writing. HW
Under the hull of the Dorothy B., Where bluefish swam, Where dolphins rolled, A golden dog lies sleeping in the shade.
I like the poem under the Hull because it makes you think that the boat was very beautiful and amazing and now it’s old and forgotten and a stray dog’s home. I like the language in this poem because it all seems very rich with all the details in the poem with only tree sentences. This poem resonates with me just because I like the language and every thing about the poem. I like when they said a golden dog lie sleeping in the shade after they said where the blue fish swam and where the dolphins rolled because it’s so descriptive. So as you can see I really like this poem and it is a very good poem.
Listen: its name Ocean, held Like a shell To the ear,
Echoes its Moan, its rush, Its run To the shore.
This poem really resonates with me, because I just like how Ocean is worded. The language in the poem just seemed to flow beautifully, and that’s why I liked it. The words paired together were made into beautiful lines, The language the author used in the poem was phenomenal. The author did a wonderful job describing the sea, and wrote it so that it seemed like she loved the sea herself.
I cannot purr. I don’t have fur. Or claws or paws. Don’t sleep in drawers. I don’t chase mice. Let that suffice. I am a fish. I have no wish. To be a cat. That’s that.
By Douglas Florian.
I love this poem because it relates to my life. One day in Bristol I was watching TV and then my cat was under the drawer and then my dad put my brother’s fish in the fish bowl and put the fish in the drawer. Also I think the writer was writing this poem because I think he wanted to tell us a funny story. AC
My victim knows, and lies in wait with the garden hose
By Kristine O’Connell George
When I was younger I used to fill up a balloon and put it under the faucet and watch it plump up bigger then a granny smith. Before it explodes I grabbed it and ran to find my victim. As I run water splatters out and it shrinks down to the size of an empire apple. Then I stop to take aim and toss the grenade. Suddenly theirs a splash of water and little green rubber specks flailing threw the air, when all the water and stuff fades away then there is a new puddle on the ground and speckles of mud on my dad’s jeans. Then there is a stream of rainbow mist that shoves me down and when I get up their is a huge smile on my face. I like this poem because it reminds me of my past when I was younger. This is a small way to put a small moment into a poem. KB.
The sea is a wilderness of waves, A desert of water. We dip and dive, Rise and roll, Hide and are hidden On the sea. Day, Night, Night, Day, The sea is a wilderness of waves, A desert of water.
-Langston Hughes
When I read this poem, I automatically loved it. I really liked how the author closed the poem up by repeating the first two lines at the end. I also really liked when Langston Hughes put just one or two words in a line. It really punctuated it. When she said, “Hide and are hidden, I think it really described the feeling of being engulfed by the sea. I almost tasted the distinct spray of salt water on my face, and the rocking of the boat. I t really is amazing what words can do to you. BK
Icicles When they Finally fall And litter The snow With splinters Of clear Rock candy,
How sad To discover That rather Than sugar They only Taste of The roof By Valerie Worth
This poem resonates with me because I like to like icicles that are very big and they do have a sugary taste. I like this poem because it describes exactly what they do and tastes like. DB
I also love that poem you posted. I just don't like it as much as I love mine. Still, it does set a perfect image of what was happening. Its also lovely worded.
I also love that poem you posted. Not as much as mine, but in close, close second. You were right in saying that it paints a perfect picture of the scene.
At Last Dogs go in the back seat, Always in the back seat, Miles in the back seat, Hours in the back seat,
But in the parking lots of shopping centers, You’ll see: Dogs get their chance At last To drive -James Stevenson
I resonate with this poem because my dog when we used to bring him to Mimi’s he would try to sit with my parents in the front and he would whine because Derby wouldn’t know where we were going at all but we still wouldn’t let him come up front. I like this poem because it is one true poem. Dogs only sit in the front when their owners go shopping. I think the language in this poem isn’t describing anything but it is saying time periods.
I think “Miles in the back seat, Hours in the back seat,” is rich language because it says a certain time or length. This is what I think is rich language. HC
I love how it is written because the words are so rich. I think all the poems by this author are good but ice cream really caught my eye. The title made me want to read it. When I started to read it, I felt I wanted to read it all over again. TD
Little black dog Down the road We called Little Short Legs. One day My mother late for work Went driving hard Down that dirt road. Ran over Little Short Legs. Never knew a grown-up could Make such a mistake. Never knew one could make it And say it was so And feel sorry. But she did. And nothing for me to say But It’s all right mom It’s all right
By Cynthia Rylant
I like this poem because out of the ten poems I read it stood out to me the most. This poem is about a situation that could really happen in real life. It would be like my dad late for work and running over our neighbor’s dog. He would feel bad the same way the little boy’s mom did. This poem is a really sad poem but it’s written very well. By JF
HC I really like the poem that you choose! because I LOVE dogs, and I like your paragraph to, because you really put character in it. (Derby) does he like car rides? TD
Hummingbird
ReplyDeleteIn a whir
Of wings he
Floats at the
Flowers door,
Wearing his white
Silk vest,
His glistening
Ruby collar:
And who could
Refuse a sip
Of nectar to
Such a Caller?
I love this poem. It set’s a perfect image of a hummingbird dancing across the sky. The language in this poem is very rich and describing but also the words flow together as if one giant gust of wind whispered it to the world. I love the outdoors and my Grandma loves hummingbirds. All in all, I love this poem so much.
MM
CRAYONS
ReplyDeleteTheir paper
Torn, their
Snapped Sticks
Worn down
To grubby
Stubs, they
Still shed
The colors of
The rainbow.
-Valerie Worth
Peacock and Other Poems
Yeah, the poem I picked is about crayons, and I love crayons, but that’s not why I chose this poem. I chose the poem because it is giving off the message that you can teach an old dog new tricks. Just because something is old and grubby it is still beautiful, and can still create a masterpiece. I also love the way that the author wrote the poem, and I think that she did a great job really describing the crayon. I can vividly imagine me when I was really little, not wanting to use the stubby crayons, because the pointy one were “better”. But then an older kid would use the old crayons, and make a great picture. Also, the language in this poem is fantastic. If you covered up the title, you would not be able to tell that it was about crayons. The author wrote the poem in a way that really could me, or be about, so many other things than crayons. This is why I like this poem, and this is what it means to me.
Night
ReplyDeleteStars over snow,
And in the west a planet
Swinging below a star-
Look for a lovely thing and you will find it,
It is not far-
It will never be far.
-Sara Teasdale
I think that I connect with this poem because it sounds like something I might write. I think that she uses the same kind of voice that I use in my poems. I like how the poem is so simple but it grabs you and you can’t stop reading it. I think that she used simple words and made them into a poem.
SW
FLEAS
ReplyDeleteRoaming these
Furry prairie,
Daring every stop
And sink a well
In the soft pink
Soil, Hoping
To draw up a Hasty drop, and
Drink, and survive,
There’s always
The threat of those
Inexplicable storms,
When over the hairy
Horizon rages
BY
Valerie Worth
This poem reminds me of my dogs and cats because they both get fleas in the summer. Why I liked this poem is because it just pops out at me and it flows very well. It has great language and it reminds me of my pets.
NG
Tugboat of daybreak
ReplyDeleteThe necklace of the bridge
Is already dimmed for morning
But a tug in a tira
Glides slowly up the river,
A jewel of the dawn,
Still festooned in light.
The river seems to slumber
Quiet in it’s bed,
As silently as the tugboat,
A ghostlike apparition,
Moves twinkling up the river
And disappears from sight.
_Lilian Morrison
I like this poem. I like this poem because it gives me a vision of on the lake at 5:00 A.M. Another reason I like this poem is, well, it just has good language. Finally, It reminds me of a foggy morning at my grandparents camp (which sadly, burned down) as the ferry approaches Vermont. This poem reminds me much of those days. The language was so rich. This is why I like it.
FC
Tanya
ReplyDeleteBy Marilyn Singer
While Roddy reads aloud
about a wondrous secret garden
in a voice as boring as a blank TV screen
I watch Sophie squirm in her seat
and suddenly I think
she’s like a garden, too
a crazy quilt of flowers
where tulips fight with roses
asters argue with peonies
and a sign swings from “Keep Out”
to “Come In” and back again
in a flash
All the colors of the world
in Sophie’s clothes
in Sophie’s smile
so full of yeses and noes
stops and goes
she makes me dizzy
I don’t know where she was
Or where she’ll be
She’s a place so busy
I want to visit it
if only she’d let me
The thing in this poem that resonates with me is the language and reality of it. It totally connects with me and I love its language. I’m exactly like the girl Tanya wrote about except I’m male. I’m busy and conflicting with myself or thinking 24-7 exactly like that girl. I also know some kids like that as well. This poem is reality and that’s why it clicks with me. I haven’t read a more realistic poem that I love like that.
WA
Umbrella
ReplyDeleteSlack wings
Folded, it
Hangs by a
Claw in
The closet,
Sleeping,
Or moping,
Or quietly
Hatching
A plot
To flap out
And escape
On a furious
Sweep of
The storm.
-Valerie Worth
I like this poem because it has an interesting feel to it. I like the layout of the poem. The way it just goes down is interesting. I like the language because it is something you wouldn’t think of. I like the way the poem could be about a bat. I like the way it does that because it is mysterious. I think this poem is a wonderful poem to read. -Eli
Christmas lights by Valerie Worth
ReplyDeleteBulbs strung along
Our porch roof
Pour clear
Colors through the
Cold black air;
But our neighbors
Have a spruce, like
A huge shadow
Full of deep blue
Mysterious stars
I resonate with Christmas lights because there colorful, sparkly, and florescent. I think there perfect, fragile, and bring cheer. I really enjoy Christmas too. I think it is really nice language, is mellow, and is calm. The poem is also really descriptive. That’s why I like this poem. The rich spot in this poem is when they were explaining the spruce tree.
CM
The Lawn Mower
ReplyDeleteThe lawnmower
Grinds its teeth
Over the grass
Spitting out a thick
Green spray;
It’s head is to full
Of iron and oil
To know
What is throws
Away;
The lawn’s whole
Crop of chopped
Soft,
Delicious
Green hay.
Valerie Worth
I like this poem because it is about lawn mowing and I do so much of it. I like this poem because it has to do with mowing and I LOVE MOWING! Well I do get stung by a lot of bees. The language used in this poem when it says “it grinds its teeth over the grass spitting out a thick green spray” is true. I like the language because it’s just like mowing but they are over exaggerating a little bit. That’s because it’s a poem. JB
The Sea
ReplyDeleteAn everywhere of silver,
With ropes of sand
To keep it from effacing
The track called land
-Emily Dickenson
I really like this poem because it stood out to me as soon as I read it. I like that it’s very short, but it’s still beautiful and says a lot about the sea. When I read it I can imagine the waves rolling over the sand beach. I like poems that give me an image when I’m reading it. In this poem the author uses very rich language and the words flow smoothly. I feel like the author was imagining the sea too and put a lot of thought into what she was writing.
HW
Under the hull by James Stevenson
ReplyDeleteUnder the hull of the Dorothy B.,
Where bluefish swam,
Where dolphins rolled,
A golden dog lies sleeping in the shade.
I like the poem under the Hull because it makes you think that the boat was very beautiful and amazing and now it’s old and forgotten and a stray dog’s home. I like the language in this poem because it all seems very rich with all the details in the poem with only tree sentences. This poem resonates with me just because I like the language and every thing about the poem. I like when they said a golden dog lie sleeping in the shade after they said where the blue fish swam and where the dolphins rolled because it’s so descriptive. So as you can see I really like this poem and it is a very good poem.
MW
Ocean by Valerie Worth
ReplyDeleteListen: its name
Ocean, held
Like a shell
To the ear,
Echoes its
Moan, its rush,
Its run
To the shore.
This poem really resonates with me, because I just like how Ocean is worded. The language in the poem just seemed to flow beautifully, and that’s why I liked it. The words paired together were made into beautiful lines, The language the author used in the poem was phenomenal. The author did a wonderful job describing the sea, and wrote it so that it seemed like she loved the sea herself.
By Audrey
Catfish
ReplyDeleteI cannot purr.
I don’t have fur.
Or claws or paws.
Don’t sleep in drawers.
I don’t chase mice.
Let that suffice.
I am a fish.
I have no wish.
To be a cat.
That’s that.
By Douglas Florian.
I love this poem because it relates to my life. One day in Bristol I was watching TV and then my cat was under the drawer and then my dad put my brother’s fish in the fish bowl and put the fish in the drawer. Also I think the writer was writing this poem because I think he wanted to tell us a funny story. AC
Ambush
ReplyDeleteI threw
a small water balloon.
That’s all
I hide
I tossed
I ran
My victim knows,
and lies in wait
with the garden hose
By Kristine O’Connell George
When I was younger I used to fill up a balloon and put it under the faucet and watch it plump up bigger then a granny smith. Before it explodes I grabbed it and ran to find my victim. As I run water splatters out and it shrinks down to the size of an empire apple. Then I stop to take aim and toss the grenade. Suddenly theirs a splash of water and little green rubber specks flailing threw the air, when all the water and stuff fades away then there is a new puddle on the ground and speckles of mud on my dad’s jeans. Then there is a stream of rainbow mist that shoves me down and when I get up their is a huge smile on my face. I like this poem because it reminds me of my past when I was younger. This is a small way to put a small moment into a poem. KB.
Long Trip
ReplyDeleteThe sea is a wilderness of waves,
A desert of water.
We dip and dive,
Rise and roll,
Hide and are hidden
On the sea.
Day, Night,
Night, Day,
The sea is a wilderness of waves,
A desert of water.
-Langston Hughes
When I read this poem, I automatically loved it. I really liked how the author closed the poem up by repeating the first two lines at the end. I also really liked when Langston Hughes put just one or two words in a line. It really punctuated it. When she said, “Hide and are hidden, I think it really described the feeling of being engulfed by the sea. I almost tasted the distinct spray of salt water on my face, and the rocking of the boat. I t really is amazing what words can do to you.
BK
Icicles
ReplyDeleteWhen they
Finally fall
And litter
The snow
With splinters
Of clear
Rock candy,
How sad
To discover
That rather
Than sugar
They only
Taste of
The roof
By Valerie Worth
This poem resonates with me because I like to like icicles that are very big and they do have a sugary taste. I like this poem because it describes exactly what they do and tastes like.
DB
MM,
ReplyDeleteI also love that poem you posted. I just don't like it as much as I love mine. Still, it does set a perfect image of what was happening. Its also lovely worded.
MM,
ReplyDeleteI also love that poem you posted. Not as much as mine, but in close, close second. You were right in saying that it paints a perfect picture of the scene.
WA
At Last
ReplyDeleteDogs go in the back seat,
Always in the back seat,
Miles in the back seat,
Hours in the back seat,
But in the parking lots of shopping centers,
You’ll see: Dogs get their chance
At last
To drive
-James Stevenson
I resonate with this poem because my dog when we used to bring him to Mimi’s he would try to sit with my parents in the front and he would whine because Derby wouldn’t know where we were going at all but we still wouldn’t let him come up front. I like this poem because it is one true poem. Dogs only sit in the front when their owners go shopping. I think the language in this poem isn’t describing anything but it is saying time periods.
I think “Miles in the back seat, Hours in the back seat,” is rich language because it says a certain time or length. This is what I think is rich language. HC
Ice cream
ReplyDeleteMelting it
Softly fills
The mouth
With something
Like the velt
Word vanilla
I love how it is written because the words are so rich. I think all the poems by this author are good but ice cream really caught my eye. The title made me want to read it. When I started to read it, I felt I wanted to read it all over again. TD
The Little Short Legs
ReplyDeleteLittle black dog
Down the road
We called
Little Short Legs.
One day
My mother late for work
Went driving hard
Down that dirt road.
Ran over Little Short Legs.
Never knew a grown-up could
Make such a mistake.
Never knew one could make it
And say it was so
And feel sorry.
But she did.
And nothing for me to say
But
It’s all right mom
It’s all right
By Cynthia Rylant
I like this poem because out of the ten poems I read it stood out to me the most. This poem is about a situation that could really happen in real life. It would be like my dad late for work and running over our neighbor’s dog. He would feel bad the same way the little boy’s mom did. This poem is a really sad poem but it’s written very well. By JF
HC I really like the poem that you choose! because I LOVE dogs, and I like your paragraph to, because you really put character in it. (Derby) does he like car rides? TD
ReplyDelete