here for an overview.
Last Friday, our 3rd Poetry Friday of the school year, I presented Colleen Thibeaudeau's "balloon" to go with our Junior Great Books exploration of The Red Balloon.
I also introduced my blog to the class and shared my "Last Saturday in September" poem (not really written for younger kids), after which one young'un, alias Taylor, pressed his fist to his heart and sighed. We all considered with great wonder how two poems about round red things (a balloon, an apple the color of the setting sun) could FEEL so different.
There ensued a flurry of poetry writing, and by the end of the day one small group had decided they would be writing poems for sale and were making advertising posters! Folks, I have a class of writers.
Killer Jaguar Poem
The killer jaguar
killed the chicken with his
sharp claws. It digged into
the chicken's body.
It killed the chicken. It
ate the whole entire
chicken. It got rid
of the chicken forever.
Chilling, no? Talk about creating a mood.
The roundup today is at Violet Nesdoly / Poems--prowl over and grab some poetry by the neck!