Poetry collaboration

When I swing

by Natalie Olsen and Gabbi Becker

When I swing I pass the clouds,

When I swing I am really proud,

When I swing I swing with friends,

all the way to Mars.

When I swing I play with friends.

Oh my toes scrape the clouds.

Haiku poetry, Chatterpix and Mr. Wagner's class.

Thank you to Mr. Wagner's class for sharing their recent poetry project.  It is wonderful when students get to try new online tools with something timeless like haiku.  Enjoy!

Poetry creation from Mrs. Schulte's 2nd graders.

The Miracle of Second Grade

People helping---

Banding together.

People learning…

Using your brain.

Making!  Life!  Better!

April and poetry just go together.

If you have students working on poetry projects or you are reading poetry and find a good one, email me and I will post it here and send it out.

I pulled poetry books this morning for a 3rd grade class and found this one:

Just before Springtime

The birds are still out of town,
The branches are still bare.
The earth is still colored brown.
I don't care!
I don't care!
I can smell the green smell in the air-it comes
Just before springtime.

The wind still bends my head low.
Slush sloshes my boots.
Everyone's talking more snow.
I hear flutes!
I hear flutes!
It's the music that says, World wake up-it comes
Just before springtime.

The ground hog's shadow was long.
Bad winter in store.
That ground hog legend is wrong.
I know more!
I know more!
There's a sweetness that licks at my mouth,
And it tastes not of North, but of South.
There's a vision that fills up my eyes
With wings making waves in warm skies.
There'a  a softness that writes on my skin
The announcement that spring's coming in.
Earth-bird-tree
I am you.
You are me.
We are one!
We are one!
In that gentle moment that comes
Just before springtime.

Judith Viorst
If I were in charge of the world (1981)