A Poem in Your Pocket Day
Grade 6 students read their poems during Computer class
A Poem in Your Pocket Day is about having a poem in your pocket. You can write your own poem or copy a famous poet’s poem. When you see someone in school, you read your poem to them and they do the same! Do you have a poem to share?
Click continue to read poems from the students ….
Grade 6, 7, and 8 students are getting ready to read their poems.
With passion, grade 7 and 8 students read their poems.
April 29th, 2010 | Tags: poem | Category: General Topics | 
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The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.
Looking back through the years,
I can’t believe how long
We have been best friends,
Through good times and bad.
When I needed someone to cry,
With me and laugh together
Give me a shoulder to lean on,
And a hug to make me feel better.
You know how true it is,
When you know that no matter what
Happens or goes on down the road,
That there will always be best friends.
So as time passes and days go by,
Just remember that when you need me
That no matter what time or place,
I will always be there by your side, my best friend.
S- inging Birds
P- retty
R- ed Roses
I- mpressing
N- ature
G- rowing Flowers
Bird Poo
by Julia
Hey bird. Thanks loads, but
Your song wont make up for the
Bird poo on our car.
Early Bird
Oh if you’re a bird, be an early bird
And catch the worm for your breakfast plate
If you’re a bird, be an early early bird
But if you’re a worm sleep late
I Can’t Wait For Summer
I can’t for summer when school days are done,
to spent the days playing outside in the sun.
I won’t have to study no homework no tests.
Just afternoons spent on adventures and quests.
I hardly can wait for the end of the year.
I’m counting the days until summer is here.
It’s hard to be patient. It’s hard to be cool.
It’s are to believe it’s the 1st day of school.
“Just like me”
“I went up one pair of stairs.”
“Just like me.”
“I went into a room.”
“Just like me.”
“I looked out of a window.”
“Just like me.”
“And there I saw a monkey.”
“Just like me.”
If you tell me the wild boar
Has twenty teeth, I’ll say, “Why sure.”
Or say that he has thirty three,
That number is quite all right with me
Or scream that he has ninety-nine
I’ll never say that you are lyin’,
For the number of teeth
In a wild boar’s mouth
Is a subject i’m glad
I know nothing about.
My Birthday is on St.Patrick’s Day
My Birthday is on St.Patrick’s Day
I wore no green at all
And got pinched from every kid
who passed me in the hall
You get ” a pinch to grow an inch”
whenever birthday’s fall
I guess they must have worked
because I’m 39 feet tall
She’s coming the farmer said to the owl. Oh what shall i, what shall i do? Shall bow when she comes should I twiddle my thumbs? The owl asked who. The queen, the queen, the royal queen she’d passed the farm today. Shall I salute he asked the horse? The horse said nay. Shall I give her a gift? he ask the horse. A lovely memento for her to keep. An egg, a peach, or an ear of a corn? The chick said cheap. Or should I crusty or should I cheer oh here is her carriage now.What shall iI do? he asked the dog. the dog said bow. And so she did and so she passed. Oh tra la la la la.She smiled she did. He told the sheep. The sheep said baah.
Fireflies in the Garden by: Robert Frost
Here come real stars to fill the upper skies,
And here on earth come emulating flies,
That though they never equal stars in size,
(And they were never really stars at heart)
Achieve at times a very star-like start.
Only, of course, they can’t sustain the part.
There was once
a boy named
Kurt
who wanted to eat
his shirt
his mom said he couldn’t
so then he
wouldn’t
so he decided
to eat
some dirt
Magical Eraser by Shel Silverstien
She wouldn’t believe this pencil had a magical eraser
she said i was a silly moo
she said i was a liar too
she dared me to prove it was true
so what could i do-
i erased her!!
SLOW DANCE
you better slow.
don’t dance so fast.
time is short the music wont last.
when you run so fast fast to get somewhere,
you miss half the fun getting there.
when you hurry and worry through the day,
its like an unopened gift thrown away.
you better slow down.
dont dance so fast.
time is short.
let the music last.
It is foolish to relax
sprawled across the railroad tracks
you will surely find out why
when the next express rolls by.
Nature’s Way
When new trees and flowers grow that’s nature’s way of saying new life. Nature’s hands create the trees, grass, bushes, and colorful flowers. Nature’s way is beautiful to see. As they grow the winds flow, we are also protectors of nature.
Magical Eraser
She wouldn’t believe this pencil has a magical eraser
She said I was a silly moo, she said i was a liar too,
She dared me to prove it was true, and so what could i do-
I erased her!
Never,Never,Disagree
never,never, disagree with the
shark beneath the sea
till you hear a sudden crunch
then you discover,you are lunch
Samantha’s Desk
she finally cleaned her desk it’s been messy everyday ,but on this particular day she cleaned it all the way. it was a very tragic desk but she finally cleaned her mess. There were monsters and snakes that were coming out of that desk. So she used her giant water shooter and washed the dirty away.
My Car is Constructed of Pickles
My car is constructed of pickles.
It’s wonderfully crunchy and sweet.
If ever I’m hungry while driving
I pull off a pickle to eat.
The engine is made out of gherkins.
The dashboard’s an extra-large dill.
The windows and wipers are kosher
as well as the bumpers and grille.
The hood’s made of hamburger slices.
The gas tank is brimming with brine.
The doors are delectably salty.
The stickshift is simply divine.
There’s one little problem I’m having.
I’m sure you would know what I mean
if ever you saw this contraption;
my marvelous pickle machine.
I guess I’ve included my auto
in just a few too many meals
and now it won’t budge when I start it;
it seems I have eaten the wheels.
–Kenn Nesbitt
Ourchestra By: Shel Silverstein
So you haven’t any drums, just beat your belly
So I haven’t got a horn- I’ll play my nose
So we haven’t any cymbals – we’ll just slap our hands together
And though there may be orchestras
That sound a little better
With their fancy shiny instruments
That cost an awful lot-
Hey we’re making music twice as good
By playing what we’ve got!
The Toughest Boys in School
by Bob Woodroffe
Don’t mess with us! Don’t be a fool!
We are the toughest boys in school.
So if you meet us–best behave.
We’re big and strong and very brave.
Though I admit it’s true to say
That we’ve been known to run away
From kids at school who call us names,
Who laugh at us and spoil our games.
‘Cause even though we boys play rough,
The girls in school are twice as tough.
The Worm
As I walk home from school I find a worm
Wow what a cool thing it’s fat and it’s brown
It looks like it is wearing a gown. I think I will name it Mat.
I go home to show mom what I caught I do not think she liked it a lot
Humpty’s Big Fall
Humpty Dumpty sat in a tree.
Humpty Dumpty got stung by a bee.
He fell out and hit his head,
and now he thinks his name is “Fred.”
My Dog is Running Faster
My dog is running faster
than he’s ever run before
in a supersonic circle
in the middle of the floor.
He started somewhat slowly
but he quickly gathered steam,
and continued gaining speed
until his spinning was extreme.
He’s turned into a whirlwind,
like a funnel cloud of fog,
so it’s hard to even focus on
my whirling dervish dog.
He’s like a small tornado
or a canine hurricane.
Why it doesn’t make him dizzy
I’m unable to explain.
I only know he has this
most unusual of traits,
and he loves to chase his tail around
while wearing roller skates.
–Kenn Nesbitt
Friends
Written with a pen, sealed with a kiss,
If you are my friend, please answer me this:
Are we friends, or are we not?
You told me once, but i forgot.
So tell me now, and tell me true,
So I can say I’m here for you
Of all the friends I’ve ever met,
You’re the one I won’t forget
And if I die before you do,
I’ll go to heaven and wait for you,
I’ll give the angels back their wings
and risk the loss of everything
There isn’t a thing I wouldn’t do
To have a friend just like you.