We're Dreaming

On a dreamy day last week, we read Richard Hugo's "In Your Wild Dream" and wrote our own dream poems.

You imagine
Ummmm that sandwich is good
Watch the clouds
Wishing, wishing
Wishing you could go to sleep on the clouds
A wonderful day, the best picnic everything
Oh an ant hill
marching, marching
Oh no you're shrinking
The ants are the same size
as you
Do you know if this is a dream
or a nightmare
POOF
These clouds aren't as comfortable
as I thought
I wish I was just sleeping now

- Brandon S. (8th)

You are walking, on a street with many people.
You look around, now everyone is gone.
Now you are in the sky, flying with wings.
You enjoy the flight, but your wings disappear.
You plummet down, down, down into an ocean.
You hit the water, but feel no impact.
You struggle for breath, until you hit the bottom.
You can breath. A shark lunges for you, but an octopus grabs you first.
Struggling in its grasp, it throws you upward. You hit the surface but keep flying
You hit the moon, and it says to you, "Only a dream, a dream."

- Daniel O. (8th)

Cream Pool

We are at the pool I walk
on to the diving board. You feel
like a skyscraper all the way
at the top. When we all jump
into a big vanilla river. We jump
off the cherries that was
way high up. The rainbow
shine from the banana. It had rained chocolate
and strawberry syrup with sprinkles. We
rain under the bowl. That is when
you open your eyes and you
were in the car.

- Tasia S. (6th)

In My Dream

I am in the ocean and riding a
shark. Eating nails too snails.
Climbing a tree in the forest.
Grabbing a fish which turns into a
degu. Watching him running away
and turning into a caveman.
Riding dinosaurs in the sky. Other
cave men running with their big
bats. Jumping off the dinosaurs and
going into a wrestling ring. Holding
a bat with barbed wire. Hitting
everyone and winning the heavyweight
championship belt. Waking up
with my throat hurting from
screaming too much and missing
school.

- Anthony T. (6th)

my dream

you were walking on a beach, then you were on a giant bird. The wind from the birds wings turned into a tornado and I was carried all around the world until I landed in the water. I was hit by the nose of a narwhal, his nose turned into a rock of a dark cave. I fell through a hole and I landed on a bed. It was your bed in your room.

- Ben K. (3rd)

You pull the covers over your
head. In your sleep,
you're in a mini-van.
The car transforms into a stage set. Jonas brothers music
fills the stage. Nick Jonas
walks backstage you fall
into the library. He is
leaning sadly there. Step one step
front. Alarms go off. Nick
pulls a book, alarms stop.
You ask what's wrong. He
tells. You get his email. NickJonas
@gmail.com. A package falls where
you stood, earlier. A reply to
your fan mail. Joe Jonas
appears. He steps onto the
carpet. He floats away.
Nick and I both step,
floating together away, unfortunately.

- Anonymous

With Love

At Alcott today, poems were full of love!

The third graders read from Arnold Adoff's Love Letters and wrote epistle poems (poems in the form of a letter) to give away as Valentines. I'm sure they will most defiinitely be enjoyed by their lucky recipients.

6th graders and 8th graders listened to two poems by Sonia Sanchez, A Poem for Jesse and To P.J. and wrote poems addressed to people whom they love or are inspired by; poems to friends, family members, their own selves...

6th grade

a poem for Maya

your smile like
a newly bloomed
flower
your touch like
clouds
rubbing my face
My LOVE FOR YOU
is more than
GOD
Loves the whole
wide world.

-Stephanie T.

brown eyes brown hair
features of my self. my tall legs
can't jump over a trash can but
I can float over the
clouds over the horizon
by sunset time. I am athletic
I am smart I am me.

- Carlos M.

A poem to grandma

your cookies are like
butter melting on my tongue
gets hot when I swallow it
and drink your home made lemonade.

- Anthony T.

8th grade

Dear Giovanni

Every noise the world makes
is a song of you.
The smile you share
is like when you stick your
head out the car window
on the high way the joy
you give is like the joy
on a kids face when the
Jack pops from the box.

- Jessica M.

A poem for my 3yr old brother

My brother, LaVontay, you are special to me, your face in the morning makes me happy you c. I can't remember many names but yours I remember first. I love to c your smile, I love to hear your voice. I wud laugh, play, run up and dow wit u. No one can stop the bond I have wit you.
STAY COOL 4 EVER!!!!

- Krystal L.

A Poem to T-bone and Razor my fish

Floating around in a tank
eating the flakes and chasing
one another around the tank
here's a Joke to my fish
there are 2 fish in a tank
one turns to the other and
said how do you drive this
thing?

- Amir B.

Look and Listen

Last week 6th graders recorded poems written after a discussion of Lucille Clifton's poem "this morning." Take a listen!

Allen's poem

"Me, Myself, and I" by Elysi

Darliah's poem

Leslie's poem

"Who Are You" by Brittany


Also, here's one highlight from the 3rd grade's amazing concrete poetry creations, by Cassandra:



You can't read the text in the photo (I'm sorry I couldn't make the picture bigger!), but it circles the face and goes like this:
My face is beautiful. My face is the sun smiling at me. My face is like a little flower. I love my face. - Cassandra


Keep checking back here for more poems to read, hear, and see!


~Miss Parry