Enjoy this collection of poems from last week at Alcott:

6th grade Odes
In the 6th grade, we read Pablo Neruda's "Ode to My Socks," and discussed the ode form and all the outrageously great metaphor and simile in that particular poem. Then students wrote their own odes!


Ode to Butterflies

The beautiful
butterflies flying
in the sky as if they
are having peaceful thoughts
They soar through
the wind as if
they are cooling off
from the hot sun.
flying as fast
as a cheetah running
for his first
meal in two days
as beautiful as a
report card with
straight A's.

- Stephanie T.


Corn, corn, corn
I love to eat you corn with the butter and with the cheese hot as a sun um it good. And with some hot sauce on it corn it hot as the sidewalk. All neat on my hands.

- Rene R.

Ode to figure skating

Ode to figure skating
like a cup of Ice
shiny white boots
dripping into a locker room
leap after leap
like a frog jumping for freedom
sharp blades at the end
as a knife cutting meat
practicing all day without any
sleep

skating on the ice rink
with the sound of your
blade going swish, swish, swish.

Winning a trophy like
you've won a bet.

- Brittany


8th grade
The 8th graders read a selection of classic and contemporary haiku, and wrote their own haiku. I love these.


He takes his first breath
His first breath everlasting
Many more to come

- Sophia C.


The fish is swimming
round and round
The same thing happens

- Rabees R.


The snow falls
Harder and harder
The old man shovels
With no one to help.

- Qonain B.


A beautiful Day
everyone having fun
a breeze blowing

Time pass
the hour and minute hand go
fast and slow

On the desk
the girl write
day and night

- Cherrell B.


3rd grade
In 3rd grade, students took poems they had already written and reconstructed them, exploring the different ways they can be by breaking their lines up in different ways.


The ghost who gave up

Once there was a
ghost
alone
in New York.
It was
alone
with
people.
He scared a person but the person didn't
cry,
scream and laugh. He went back to
heaven
and he never
returned
again.

- Damian

Never!
Stop?
ever
it
will
FAST!
FAST!
FAST!
growing
are
trees

- Claire

No one's out the wind gently
blows outside
all the shops are
closed. Even the barn
no animals are outdoor.
Everyone
is indoor. Later on
one little girl came
outside she felt rainbow.
She went
to
the park to
play she
was a happy happy
girl!

- Haylie