Halloween Poems

Chicago poet Li-Young Lee writes about eerie sounds, unseen phantoms and more in his poem, "Nocturne." After reading it, students were asked to use their imaginations and write Halloween poems, creating their own scary creatures and situations, or simply celebrating the holiday in poetic language.

Ms. Fialkowski (402)

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Claudia A.

Once upon a time there was

a lonely house. People think that the

house was spooky. People didn't

believe that so they lived there.

They say the house was

haunted. When they moved to the other

house that people say it was so spooky

people say you will be dead in that

house.

When they were going to sleep

they heard somebody singing. They got

freaked out so they went to

see it was a man singing a

lullaby. When they were going to

bed they saw a shadow. They

got scared.

They were so freaked out they

screamed to death. They did not

believe in ghosts. When they saw

the ghosts, now they believe

in ghosts.

Ghostman

Jose D.

There was a creature in the night. It is

white, no one could see him, some talk about

him. If you do he will haunt you, he

will scare you sometimes. The way

he scares you is he takes off his

head and puts on your face. He is mean.

He hears stuff about him, so it looks

like he has to haunt. And his name

is the ghostman. Some call him

the headless ghost man.

Creepy Things

Ivory G.

I hear creepy scraping noises on

my bedroom door. I yell at my

dog, but I'm yelling at the wall!

My dog was out for a walk. I

heard it again! I get a base-

ball bat and I see a bloody

hook! Then, out of nowhere,

this thing pounces on me! Thinking

what to do, I kick him and

run! I went back, and it was

my dad! I'll never forgive him!

Monsters

Crecesio P.

In the dark people

get candy, in the day

there are monsters. When

the monsters ring the bell

the monsters get more candy.

When it is dark the

monsters go walking to

other houses and get

more candy. The other

day comes and the

monsters are gone. They

also are sleeping.

The Shadows

Jonathan R.

In the shadows noises move,

sounds like closing windows,

or is it someone in the dark?

Darkness reveals many sounds,

but there is only one

creepy

scraping

sound.

There was a knock on my door.

Was it my brother, or was it a boar?

Closed the windows,

closed the doors.

But there was a

shadow behind me.

Hoping not to be unknown.

I saw the creature.

Not my brother,

not even a boar.

My heart was pulsing

as fast as a cheetah

as I pulled out a shriek

and ran to freedom.

Ms. Michel (403)

Chocolate Monster

Marcelo E.

I was eating candy and it was

chocolate. I opened the wrapper and

it looked good, but it was evil and it jumped

on me. It was making weird noises

and I told it to get off me. Then

I ate it.

The Noises

Yulissa R.

It's Halloween. Somebody knocks on the

door, no one is there. I hear some footsteps

in the kitchen. I go to see who it was

but nobody was there. Then I see a shadow

on the wall of a person wearing a hat

and then it disappeared. Then I asked my

mom if she heard those noises and she

said that she didn't see anything. I

was starting to get scared. Then there's a

noise of somebody grabbing a bat. There's

a scarecrow walking in the yard.

I'm Very Nice

Jeremy S.

Every time I went outside all the

kids would run away because I was a

monster. I try to talk to them but they

start to scream and run home. Then

one day a new kid moved in. i went

to talk to him but he got a little scared.

I told him that I was friendly

and he wasn't scared anymore. And from that

day on the kids never got scared when I was

around them and I had a lot of friends.

Ms. Hughesdon (407)

Night Time

Melany C.

Night time, it's dark, creepy and spooky on

Halloween night. I hear noises outside.

The first thing that comes to my mind is

aliens and zombies. So I look out the

window. I was so scared. But there

was nothing outside. I turned around.

There were aliens and zombies all around.

And up and down and everywhere.

I was scared, I scream, scream, but

it was just a dream.

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Everado P.

Once upon a time there were these

brothers and sisters that were hunting for

the most rarest animal in history.

Scientists have seen it but they cannot find

out what it is. Some people say

that the person he bites turns into a

wolf and now I end my story

houuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Halloween Time

Brenda R.

Halloween, Halloween sometimes

is fun, sometimes is not. On Hallo-

ween it could happen, so many things.

Like if you are going to sleep and

you hear something, you could be scared.

But it is Halloween and it needs to be scary

but the most fun thing is candy

candy candy.

Ms. Montoya (405)

Halloween

Juan J.

Halloween night, the tree branches move. The great light

in the jack-o-lanterns. Children screaming trick-or-treat. The

wolves howl in full moon, the zombies rise from their tomb,

and the ghouls, so real but fake. Lots of fake creatures

rise on the hallow. Lots of scary things in this street.

The fear of the humans. Look so real. But maybe, they

are. Just you wait, the word BOO will scare you or make you

cry.

Haunted House

Eric P.

You see a house standing in the tree's shade.

With its broken windows all dirty and gray.

You can see an open door but then you

see something in the house run by the open door.

You go inside and turn around and see

the door close and the room turns dark.

Then you see someone's shadow when he

runs up the stairs. Then you run outside

and decide this isn't just a house, it's

a haunted house with someone's spirit haunting

the house.

The Ugly Monster

Vani P.

His name is Mario. He doesn't

like sweet things, he hates sweet

things. His skin color was green.

When he was at school everybody

just laughed at him – ha, ha, ha,

you are ugly. So he quit school

when he was in 6^thspan> grade. He went

to his house, he told his mom.

His mom said, you are dumb so he

colored himself green and

went to live in the basement.

He never came out of the

basement.

Monsters and Ghouls

Diana R.

On Halloween monsters and

ghouls awaken from their sleep.

Some are very cheap. Others still

look asleep. But they know that

tonight is their night. The night

when they are free. The night when

they get a treat or do a trick.

They know the night is long.

Every year something different.

At midnight you hear thousands of

wolves coming out of the shadows

searching for food. Ghouls and

witches fly through the air. You

hear a squirrel complain for they

had a bee and a sneaker in

her tree. The day is short, the

night is long, have as much fun

as you can, for Halloween

comes once a year. The day

is here. It sounds like it's

here. Because it is. So run away,

hide under a bed, because

no one is free from Halloween.

Ms. Graefen (404)

Spooky Halloween

Vanessa C.

I'd dress like a vampire

I have candy

She went in fire

She still has candy

I like candy

She is my sister, Sandy

I like Halloween

She dresses like a pumpkin

She says Halloween

Halloween is very spooky

I like spooky Halloween time

I said candy candy

This is my candy time

I give some candy to

A child. I love candy.

Halloween

Oscar C.

On Halloween I heard this creepy

noise outside. I looked outside and I saw

outside. I went outside to see a hideous

monster singing really bad and he had

one eye, can you believe that?

The Boogyman

Cesar G.

The Boogyman is scary and nasty

because he eats worms he

is scary because he is red

I wonder why his name is the

Boogyman? Is it because

he likes to boogie? The Boogyman

also walks funny, I wonder if

the Boogyman has pants because

he is red?

Vampire

Rocio M.

Very bad

Amazing teeth

May run

Pointy, very pointy

I will run

Red eyes

Enormous teeth

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween

Jacob S.

Halloween, when the night sky

fills the air. Trick or treaters

come out with costumes and

bags hoping to fill them up.

People have candy to give away.

Kids ring your doorbell and say

“trick or treat.” Some people get

eggs out of their fridges. I

hope I closed all my windows

and doors – crack! Ooo oh!!!!!

Mr. Heredia (414)

The Halloween Stuff

Ana C.

Halloween Halloween

there's a lot of noise

people go trick or treating

some people make

parties. There's a lot of

parties. There's a lot of

costumes on Halloween.

Schools make parties.

They go walking.

Halloween Halloween

it's bad and good.

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Jasmine R.

As it is the fall holiday season

leaves scatter to the ground. As we

step in them a crunch comes about.

Kids walking. Footsteps, as the sound

of candy hitting their bags. Wind

blows like a whistle, colors fill

the air as kids pass back and

forth with costumes. Candy wrappers

hit the ground with a snap! The

holiday is finally here. The constant

ring of the door bell as kids

want more. The ringing is deafening.

Halloween

Adelia S.

It's Halloween and I'm

happy because I get

candy and put on

a costume.

But the scariest thing

is the noises you

hear.

The leaves rustle

in the wind.

It's a full orange

moon and people

are in scary costumes.

You can hear doors

open and shut,

you see lots of

skeletons and monsters

as posters in 3-D and

I'm scared.

That's why it only

comes once a

year.

Happy Halloween!

Spell Poems

For our Halloween poem, I brought in the Song of the Witches from Shakespeare's Macbeth - I then asked the students to write their own magic spell poems that contained all the proper ingredients: 1) magic words (preferably repeated for good measure!), 2) spooky ingredients, and 3) an indication of what the spell was supposed to do. This was really fun and produced a lot of great poems!

Mrs. Rodriguez
5th Grade

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Esmeralda T.

Cuba duba, diple triple,
heart of pig, a sig of jig,
Blood of witch, tooth of dragon,
Cuba duba, diple triple,
Now bubble cauldron as big as ever
Make him love forever, the spell
will never break.

Invisibility
Carlos G.

Cuba duba muba huba puba
witches' head fires red
and mummy's head
diple triple sickoo
eye of frog
king kong arms
hairy arms
blood is red
and so is
apple I will
make me invisibility
then the mission
is complete

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Jesus H.

Obra cobra
bubble pot make
head of snake,
frog's breath,
eye of bird, pig's
tail, hair of bat,
hornet's sting,
spider's legs, cat's
head, horse's mane,
blood of a girl,
teeth from boy, and
water make me monsters
to rule the world!

...

Ms. Breen
3rd Grade

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Ruby H.

Bibbity bobbity boo. What I make
for my magic spell is human eyes,
dog tongue, cat's toes, U.S. flag,
a rat, one teacher, cow's tongue, horse's
lungs.

Smick Smack
Jocelyn M.

Smick smack
holla back
smick smack snick snack I'll put and
shut the oven with soup robbin with
chicken stalking socks. But if I forgot
misses shovin and put in oven with chicken
soup oven hey mrs. bear take your
hair off for me to eat and you
to eat I like meat but you
don't like
hair meat bear meat don't you like it

School Doom!
Oscar S.

Ding Doom, School is gone.
Fire burn and bubbles doom.
With a snake's tongue. In the boil
Bake with an eye of a Moses.
And a cow's ears and a gorilla's two
hands. A lizard's teeth. In the bowl
of DOOM. A vampire's blood in the
brown dark rusty bowl of DOOM.
School is canceled
for all the days
and years!!!

...

Ms. McCormick
3rd Grade

The witch's doo
Isabel C.

Bubble, bubble, twist a doo, give a burn on a lost doo.
Put a cup full of blood, get a leaf with a gross caterpillar
fat, and a squishy little frog. Bubble, bubble, twist a doo,
Give a burn on a lost doo. To give to a little girl
an invisible spell. The charm of a dust.

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Ernesto C.

I was trick or treating then
I heard something what
what is that I saw three witches
making a potion the
ingredients were blood from
cow and leg and hands from
fox, brought to bubble then
fall you will not believe it.

They saw me hiding in
the bushes, they told
me dance blood and
I turned into the blood thirsty
vampire.

Rich and Witch
Marlen N.

This is my spell that I will make
make people come to be rich but get away
from the witch or else she will take
your spell so I am going to give it to
you so my potion is frogs and wigs and
hands and finally a sweet one for you
my friend abracadabra so witch get
away from it OK!

...

Ms. Marfise
3rd Grade

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Isaac H.

Hocus Pocus in the Hocus
Mix the fire with an old woman
Fillet a funny bear
In the carton boil of fat
take an eye of a fox
blood of a fox and a tongue of an
older brother
Adder's fork and a blind man's
teeth
dog leg and howlet's wing
for a charm of power
like a boy in a bubble
Hocus pocus!!!!!!

Dead of night
Troy S.

First you put a head then rat skin
Then Jeffery's dirty socks. Then
a skull then a strand of hair
from a little girl and boy
then a witch's broom and a
strand of string from a mummy.
Then mix it and say Abracadabra
then you have a person you control.

Abra Cadabra
David F.

I am going to cast a spell on myself
To make me fly by myself
I will put some feathers from an eagle
In my potion to make it heal.
Some air will make it float away
And put some bubbles to go away
I will tell someone very useful to tell me
And that will be the Wright brothers
If they wanted to fly
Well so will I

...

Ms. Sandoval-Johnson
3rd Grade

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Maria S.

Double, hupo make a potion to make a love
potion. Send me a pinch of love a glass of
your perfume to know you better. A cupcake for
sweetness.

So Double, hupo you're going to
have luck I'll give you the
perfume to put on and fall in
love with someone you love.

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Nadira A.

Double, double toil and trouble
double the snake and bubble the
hair of a goblin and wiggle and
giggle the spider inside you. And
a dragon scale then an eye from
a witch. And a tongue of a frog.

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Ruben E.

Alakazam with a lam
put something cool like a fan
then put a dog make it
like a log then put something
that jump's up and down more
like a frog. Alakazam with
a lam.

...

Mr. K.
3rd Grade

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Damien M.

Double double
I eat a big fat snake because I'm
hungry and my stomach is growling
and humming so double double I'm
in trouble of eating my dad and
mom's snake and I can't wait
to eat it again.

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Adilene C.

Double, double you are in trouble
how do you make bubbles in the sink?
How do you make bubbles in the tub, do
you know how you got in trouble?
No, you got in trouble because you made some
bubbles in the sink and in the tub. You
know how to make bubbles and you know
how to get in trouble and you know how to
make bubbles please show me how to make
some bubbles please.

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Reymundo A.

Abracadabra snake's tongue, snake's skin
dog's heart, eyeballs, hair, blood, skull
and a dead man. My spell turns people into
bananas and bananas into people.

Abuelito...who?

Sandra Cisneros' poem, "Abuelito Who," describes the relationship between a little girl and her aging grandpa. Today, I asked my third grade students to choose someone that they love, and write a poem about them, using some of the same techniques as Cisneros: what they do, what they say, and some things or objects that remind them of this person (an introduction to metaphor).

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My Dad
Moises A.

My dad is a soccer ball.
My dad likes to play soccer.
My dad says, Come on, you can do it.
My dad who helps me get ready for soccer.
When I see the ball roll on the grass I think
like my dad kicked it.
He is like a bird on my shoulder.

Little Bear Who...
Giselle H.

Makes me feel at home. Who likes
to hug me. Said in my head that
she loves me. Who hugs me tight at
night. That plays with me like real. She makes
me feel like she's my sister. Little bear
who is like a sis. She is special
because she's the only person who has time
for me. She's like a star in the sky who is
really just a bear. I love her just like
a person.

My Dad
Joel D.

My dad is a motor
that he fixes when is car
breaks down.

My dad and mom that show
me soccer and when they broke up
I saw them in the soccer ball
through the field. And saw
them fight and I cried and
went home so I could rest.
And got back together.
And saw them at the field
and saw them get a kiss.

Dad
Marcos B.

My dad who likes music and goes to the store.
My dad who told me to never give up.
My dad who is like half of me but loves
all of me.

My Dad
Judith G.

My dad likes to go to the movies with me.
He takes me to the movies to see nice
and scary movies. He tells me I'm his diamond.
He is the moon. The owl too.


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The Adventures of Grandma and Grandpa
Abel V.

I live with my grandma and grandpa
because my dad and mom, they live on
the 2nd floor. I stay with my grandma
and grandpa. I play with them Loteria
and La Ormigita. That's why I love
my grandpa and grandma. And because
he gives me money but he also
gives me stuff when I go visit them.
They always will love me. And
when my grandma takes a shower
she sings. And when she goes to church
she sings to the people. The End.

My Abuelito
Maricela E.

My abuelito liked to see me but he never got to see
me. He wanted to see also my sister, my two brothers.
He says to think about him, and he says to keep
all of us safe. I remember when I saw him
when I was little. And he also was my best
abuelito.

Elizabeth
Nicole Ortiz

Elizabeth is my sister. She always
plays dolls with me. I like my
sister so much because she's fun and we
have fun together. we always
go to the zoo a lot. She has blonde
hair, she sleeps with me a lot.
She's the drops of water.

The Cool Kids
Carlos L.

My cousin teaches me how to
play games and takes me
to a party. He's just like a
jacket. He shows me
how to paint my hair.


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My Dad
Jhoan B.

My dad buys me clothes
and he tickles me and
we play a lot and my
dad is like a best
friend and that is why I love him
like we are brothers, and that's why
I love him.

Mi papá y yo
Vanessa G.

Mi papá me ama porque cuando el se acuesta en
la cama yo me acuesto con el porque cuando yo me
acuesto el me hace caricias y me da besos
cuando viene del trabajo. Me da vestidos.

My Best Father
Hazael G.

My dad is strong as a car, but
smaller like a door, eats smart
like a racoon. He called me mi'jo
and soldier, he said that I'm his love.
He's fast like a thunder.

I Love My Family
Wendy L.

1.
Wendy you are my star.
Dad, you are my heart.
Wendy, are you playing today?

2.
I love my little baby brother.
My baby brother is playing
with me.

3.
Mom, I love you.
You love me.
My baby brother is happy.

My Uncle Died
Esmeralda P.

My uncle says
that he loves me so much.
My uncle likes to
hug me, my uncle thinks
that they love him.
I love him so much.
I miss so much that
God is with him
and he is with God.
We laugh together.

Conversation Poems

Denis Johnson's poem, "Traveling" features two characters talking in a barbershop about a third person who is not there; a fourth character sits quietly and listens to their conversation. Inspired by the poem, students were asked to write their own "talking" poems.

Ms. Fialkowski (402)

Me & Dad

Erica A.

Me: Can I take out my dog to walk

it?

Dad: No, because it will bite someone

or scare a little kid.

Me: If a kid comes I will just pull

it away, please!

Dad: Fine, you can take it outside since

it's hot and cool outside.

Me: OK.

Dad: How about if we go to the park

with the dog?

Me: that's a better idea.

Dad: Let's go now.

Me: I will take my dog everywhere

I want.

Dad: Just don't take it that long because

then someone would take it away from

you.

Me: OK, dad, whatever you say.

Dad: I will be here waiting for you.

Me: OK, dad.

Glitter, Jose, My Dog & I

Jasmin C.

I was going to take my dog out so

he could use the bathroom and then

my brother said Glitter was calling

me and I said go get Jack so I could

put him on the leash and he could go

to the store with me I said, OK

let me go get Jack and my brother

Jose said where are you taking Jack

I said, to the store with who he said

my brother Jose I said, with Glitter

he said buy me some Cheetos and a

juice I said, give me money and he

gave me a dollar and Glitter said

hurry up I said, I'm going and I

grabbed Jack and put his leash on.

Tackle Down

Oscar M.

Hey Pablo, let's go to Kelly Park. Nah that's OK

I'm tired. Come on please? No. Pretty please? No. Pretty please

with a cherry on top? OK. Osvaldo, let's go to Kelly

Park. OK. I am going to play soccer there. Ouch! My brother

tackled me down. I'm going to get you.

My Family

Damian V.

Me and my family were talking about going

camping for the summer, but my sister says no

because there's too many mosquitoes. My dad says

yes so he could bond with me. My mom

says yes because she loves nature, and I say yes

because I could go fishing. Then we decided

to go.

Ms. Michel (403)

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Mayra D.

I am talking to an artist.

His name is Daddy Yankee.

He said that I was nice and

I said that he was a great

singer. His cellphone rang and

they said he had to go to a

concert, so he took me and

I started singing his cool

songs. He said that I

was great at singing.

Talking

Jeremy S.

I was at Wrigley Field because I

was going to meet the Cubs players

and I wanted to talk to Derrick

Lee. I asked him, “How many home-

runs have you had in your career?”

and he said “389 home runs.” I told

him that “389 is a lot.” I also told

him that “Alex Rodriguez has 555

home runs.” Then he said, “I will

catch up with Alex Rodriguez and

will have more. I asked him,”Can

you go in the field and hit

some balls high for me?” I saw

a lot of light in the field and I

saw the green grass.

Talking to People

Alvara S.

As I was waiting

to take my turn shooting goals,

my friend said,

I need to

go to the washroom.” And

I said, “What are you telling

me for?” The sky was purplish

with other colors. So

my friend went to ask a

lady, “Where's the

washroom lady!” I gasped in

surprise. Sadly she said, “Go straight,

turn left and a right.” It was

getting darker. “Oh no,” I thought,

that's where the monsters and

dragons are. So I ran.

Ms. Hughesdon (407)

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Nancy C.

On Friday I was waiting for

my friend. Then we went

inside my house, we were

going to jump rope. “Oh my

God I can't find my

jump rope. Where is it, mom

have you seen my jump

rope?” “No, I haven't.” My

friend said, “Maybe it's in

the fish jar.” “In my fish

jar?” Oh, yeah it is, good

thinking.

Talking

Salena C.

Whatcha doing? Layla said.

I'm reading.

Reading what?

Reading a poem called

“Drip, Drop, Drip, Drop, Raindrop.”

Can you read it to us? Okay.

Drip, Drop, Drip, Drop, Raindrop

drips

then drops.

It goes drip, drop when it rains.

Is that it? Layla and Fatima said. Yeah

it just ain't finished.

Hot Dog

Gustavo R.

“You ate my hot dog,” said sis.

“For the last time, I didn't,” I said with a groan.

At the house Gaby's hot dog is gone.

Then Gaby said, “If you don't give I'll fight.”

“Look,” I said with surprise.

In the house Gaby and I fought until....

baby came in with a hot dog in her mouth.

Ms. Montoya (405)

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Janet B.

“Mom?” “Yes honey?” What are

you going to cook today?”

“I don't know what to cook

today.

Do you have an idea, honey?”

“No, mom.

Mommy?” “Yes, honey?”

“I have an idea. Why don't

you order Chinese rice?”

“OK. What kind of rice?”

“Chicken fried rice, OK!”

The Talking Potatoes

Alfredo C.

First a potato comes to a store

and the second potato says hi,

how are you? Hot! Do you want to be

sliced to fries? No thanks said the first

potato. How are your kids? They are small

as raisins. Well goodbye. I am going

to talk to carrot. And they were both

watering each other. And they liked it.

Then a man came up and ate therm.

And he heard his conversation.

The Lion

Yadid G.

It was a rainy day

on the hills of California

I went to see and I saw a lion

I started to talk to him

How are you doing?

He answered, “Roar roar”

Do you live here?

“roar roar”

What do you eat?

“roar roar”

It was nice meeting you

“roar roar”

I don't understand anything

lions don't talk

so I went back home

what do you know lions do talk

“roar roar”

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Anibal M.

Where's my soccer ball?

Which soccer ball my brother said.

The one I mostly use outside. My

brother said you use three kinds of soccer

balls. Which one? The one I mostly

use. But which one? The Nike ball, the World

Cup ball, or the American ball? The World

Cup ball I said. Oh that one. Where

is it? In the garbage. WHAT?!?!

Ms. Graefen (404)

Conversation

Silvia R.

I passed the library. I

went inside and I saw a girl. I

heard her talking to the library

lady. I thought they were friends. All the

people in the library heard them

talking. A boy came and said, “Can

you be quiet? I am trying to read

here.” The library lady said, “Please

be quiet,” and then she

said would I leave and she

said, “We are closing.”

My Purple Ring

Veronica S.

On to the store

my purple ring said

he wanted a buddy.

And I told him

you got me and then

he said I love when

people look at me! And

I told him I love when

you shine. Then he said

I do my best to make

you look good! Then I told

him, I know and you do

good! I love you! My little purple

ring! I love you purple

buddy!

Who Is There?

Anthony S.

Once I was reading in my room.

Suddenly I heard someone knocking

and he said “open the door.” I said who's there?

He answered back saying “you know who I am.”

I said “I don't know who you are.

Are you my brother?” I asked.

“Yes I am,” he answered.

I opened the door and I saw my brother.

“I thought you were someone else,” I told him.

“And that's why I said who is there?”

A Person

Julian V.

Joey made a friend today. Hi my

name is Danny. Joey said, do you want

to go to my house? Yes, said Danny, cool.

Mr. Heredia (414)

Untitled (Talking Poem)

Jacquelin A.

I am in a room,

I am alone,

I grab the phone,

I call my friend,

I say, “What are you doing?”

She says, “Nothing.”

I say, “We'll do something.”

She says, “What are you doing?”

I say, “Nothing.”

She says, “Wanna come to my house?”

I say, “Yes why not?”

And the room is all alone.

Why Won't Anyone Play With Me?

Brenda A.

Outside I asked my friend named Jenny

“What are you doing today?” Jenny said, “Oh nothing

just watering my plants.” The plants looked lonely

and sad. Once I asked would you like to play

with me? She ignored me and left the water open.

All of my toys lying on the beautiful green

grass. All of my plants so sad just lying there

waiting for water. I asked my brother,” Would you

like to play with me?” He didn't answer.

My Homework

Keith D.

Hey Keith did you do

your homework?

What homework it

is Friday.

Dude it is Thursday.

What?!?!

Where are your

shoes?

Oh no!! I forgot

that too.

Why are you

still in pajamas?

Not again.

I think you're in big

trouble.

Room Poems

This week, students read Weldon Kees' "Robinson." They were asked to describe things in and outside of Robinson's room, as well as how the poem made them feel. They were then asked to write their own room poems.

Ms. Fialkowski (402)

My Home

Janet H.

My kitchen smells good

when my mom is cooking

she never makes cookies

but she makes Mexican

food. When I am eating

Mexican food I remember

when I was in Mexico. When

I am in my kitchen I

hear the cute white

dog barking, his name is

Teddy Bear and he eats

too much like a real bear.

I see my friend jumping

on her trampoline like a

funny bunny.

My Room

Norberto M.

I have a room with a bed, computer, radio,

and with a TV. My bed is a bunk bed,

it looks like a rectangle. My computer is

white. My TV is gray, both of them are

square. My radio is red and black.

The radio is very loud. My room is special

because I have somewhere to sleep. My TV

is special because I could watch it. My

room is clean and will keep clean forever.

My Room

Sergio M.

I see a bed. I see

a big desk and a drawer.

I also see blankets. I

see a dull wall that's just

blue with nothing hanging

from it. I see a heater

and curtains on my window.

I have a big TV and

a computer. I see clothes

in my closet and a

hamper full of clothes.

The Classroom

Marbella R.

The classroom is big,

very intelligent

very helpful for me

It was a library and a

board it has my friends

my very best friends

It has my teacher it

has my locker it has

my stuff in here too

I like this room this

room is where I learn

this room is colorful to

me very helpful too.

Ms. Michel (403)

Untitled (Room Poem)

Griselda A.

Inside my room is my bed, my

mirror, clothes, curtains, walls, and pictures.

The walls are colored pink. I

smell delicious dinner. I hear

my baby sister crying. I feel my

bed so soft. When I wake

up I hear the birds

singing. In my mirror I

see myself dressed up for

school. My curtains feel itchy

against my skin. The walls feel

cold. I have pictures of my

family. My clothes feel soft and

warm. Outside my room is the

kitchen. The stove is colored white.

The sink is colored gray. I

see my mom and dad cooking.

The Gelatin Room

Vanessa L.

The gelatin room is so colorful and fruity.

You can eat it and it grows back. There are Jell-o lamps

and Jell-o mirrors, Jell-o uniforms and Jell-o furniture. When

you smell my room you just want to eat it all, red, blue, orange,

green and yellow, all the Jell-o you can eat

and never worry about not having enough for a party.

Juts come to my room and I will cut you a

piece. The gelatin room is all fruit/ i love

my Jell-o room. You will never

go hungry.

Water Room

Luis O.

If I could build a room, it would be

a water room with a water bed and

if we were thirsty we would just drink

the water from the water bed.

In the Room

Joanna Z.

I can see the bed

I can see the colors

colors are like a rainbow

the colors are red, blue,

green, yellow, orange, pink

I love those colors don't you

I see the mirror reflecting

me I feel the pillow and

my puppy on me I feel

the rug so soft. I hear

the noise of me alone

I see TV yes TV

I see my wall I see

my clothes in the drawers

I see my pictures my family

pictures I see my sofa I see

my stuff I see my room

I see my big room I

see my closet I see my posters

I see my toys and dolls. I see my

mini refrigerator and my

little fountain I see myself

I love my room me inside

Ms. Hughesdon (407)

Kitchen

Anheli D.

The kitchen smells good

It smells good when you make coffee

It smells like soup when

my mom makes soup

There is a table a chair a fridge

a stove everything is in the kitchen

and it smells like cakes when my

mom makes cakes

You can hear all the sounds in the kitchen

Brown kitchen silverware everywhere

wood floor you can see Halloween

stuff all in the kitchen

My Room

Belen F.

My room pink and purple all filled

with colors. And my bed all nice and comfy

you could sleep right away. My walls filled

with posters with different kinds of faces. My

sheets and blankets all soft and comfy

with scents of candy and perfume. I touch

everything and feel like I was on a

pillow. My TV also pink and purple with all

those colorful pictures. My window all

opened up to smell the earth. My canopy on top

of my bed I feel like a princess. Oh my

comfy sheets and pillows. What would I

do without you?

Cousin's Room

Jessica Z.

My cousin's room

has a moon on

his wall he

bought it at the

mall. The walls

are colored light

blue and he also

glued Blue's Clues

on it. He has a

book he took to

school. He has a

bear that he shares.

He also has a

blanket that makes

him warm that

forms a square. He

has a bed that

is thick as a rock.

Lastly he has a night light

turns on at night

shaped as a moon

turns off at noon!

Ms. Montoya (405)

My Room, I Wish, My Wish

Omar G.

My room has a TV the color black

My room has a bed the color white

My room has a carpet the color blue

My room has a wall the color blue

I wish my room had a plasma TV

I wish my room had drawings on the wall

I wish my room had a skate park

I wish my room had a locker

My wish I had was a white carpet

My wish I had was drawings on the wall'

My wish I had was a plasma TV

My wish I had was a locker

My Bedroom

Linet L.

My room is a color creamy.

It has an old TV.

I hate sharing the room with my sister.

I have lots of photographs.

There's two beds in the room.

I have a vase with flowers.

Flowers make me happy.

I hate my sister fighting for the room.

It makes me move to sleep on the couch.

I actually want to change my room.

It doesn't feel comfortable.

It has a window, a mirror, two

beds, and two persons sleeping.

Gray

Ivan M.

A room...

Just a room

With a bed...

Just a bed

A desk with nothing...

Just a desk

With a chair...

Just a chair

A TV with no channels...

Just a TV

Four walls...

Just walls

A door...

Just one door

A plain window...

Just a window

A light bulb...

Just a light bulb

But where's the person...

no person

Gray

The Messy Room

Fatima M.

In my brother's room it is

messy. It looks like there has

been a tow truck in there.

It smells like there has been

food in there for years.

Ms. Graefen (404)

Untitled (Room Poem)

Analiz F.

I see the TV. Then I see my

mirror. I see myself in the

mirror every morning.

Then I see my dog Peluchina.

I think her bed is really com-

fy cause she goes to sleep in

one minute. I see my dresser,

I open it and I see lots

& lots of clothes, shoes, skirts

& pants, t-shirts, etc. I think

I have a mess sometimes.

Then I see my pink door.

My Dream Room

Magdalena F.

A chandelier hangs from the ceiling.

All the crystals hanging down.

The walls pink and white.

The ceiling black.

The dresser white with a mirror.

My perfumes and lotions on the dresser.

A three-way mirror. I see myself.

My shoes are all in my closet.

My clothes are in my closet.

My bags are on a desk.

My dream room. My dream room.

My Room

Osvaldo T.

My room has a TV of course

I would not live without it

There is a bunk bed cause there's only two rooms

So my sister sleeps down and I sleep up.

There is a lot of drawers because

we need lots of space for our clothes

We need one drawer so we could put

our favorite stuff like toys

There are a lot of frames cause

my mom buys them for us so

our room could be more decorative

I do not like them at all.

Mr. Heredia (414)

My Own Special Room

Brenda A.

My own special room left alone

with nobody home. The walls changing to a color

to another, bright or dark still so lonely. The

bed squeaking every time. The windows blowing wind

into the room. Clothes on the floor, shoes on top

of the bed. Wow what a messy room. Toys in

the closet all wrinkled down on the floor. Coming

home from school into my room backpack

on the floor. What a messy room!

The Kitchen

Samantha B.

All I see is pots and pans,

moving back and forth with the

wind pushing them.

I smell gas, food and

hot chocolate going on.

The smell of the food

is very good to eat up

so is the hot chocolate.

I can hear the water

bubbling but all I want

to know is who did this?

Untitled (Room Poem)

Deisy C.

The kitchen is clean

and shiny

I smell my

mom making

tacos and some

water is running

it smells good

it looks good

I want some

but it's not

done yet

I like tacos for

lunch and

coffee in the

mornings and

some milk to

go to bed

I like the kitchen

lots of smells

come from the

kitchen

The Cleanest Room

Fernando P.

My room is the cleanest of them all. I have nothing

laid around the room. The socks are stored in all

from lightest to darkest. My videos and video games

are stored near the TV, the windows are really

light just like the sunlight. My toys are

organized by biggest to smallest.

Room

Leslie S.

Flowers on the wall,

Orange colored,

Pie cooking,

Pumpkin scents.

Wooden chairs,

Wooden table,

Bowl of plums.

In this enormous room in my

house smelling so good

continuously.

Is so sweet, you can actually

taste the room in your mouth.

Introductions & Clothes Poems

Welcome to the Shields Elementary Poetry blog! I am thrilled to have this opportunity to post these examples of student writing on a regular basis, twenty weeks out of the year. There are many creative, imaginative, thoughtful, and enthusiastic poets at Shields, and I hope to present much of their work over the next six-plus months, along with links (as available) to the poems students are reading.

For our first week of 5th grade classes, no poem was brought in for students to read. Instead, we discussed the Hands on Stanzas program, and what students knew -- if anything -- about writing poetry. Students were then asked to write a poem about the clothes they were wearing that day.

Ms. Fialkowski (402)

Untitled (Clothes Poem)

Ezequiel A.

My shirt is the color yellow.

I wear my shirt cause it's my lucky shirt.

I also wear it cause it is my uniform shirt.

I hate to wear my pants because they

are so long and they don't fit me

right. I am also wearing my lucky

sneakers. They help me run really fast.

And I am also wearing my new

glasses. My glasses help me

see better and is helping my vision

get better.

Untitled (Clothes Poem)

Daniel G.

I'm wearing a white shirt,

So ugly and so dull.

I feel like a prisoner,

Inside my very own clothes.

Oh dull white shirt.

What do you want?

You follow me wherever I go.

Through the park

In the bathroom

Wherever I go

But one thing's for sure

I'm not a fashion designer.

Untitled (Clothes Poem)

Kayla S.

My shirt is white.

It is blank.

I hate it.

I hate it.

My pants are navy blue.

No designs.

No color.

I can't believe I'm wearing this.

It's so not me.

Ms. Michel (403)

Untitled (Clothes Poem)

Alondra B.

Something

I

wear,

I

wear

today a headband

shaped

like

a rectangle

with stars and red

stripes

white ones too, and

blue around

the white stars

could it

or could

it not be the

flag of the United States

Untitled (Clothes Poem)

Angel B.

I do not like my shoes they gave me

last year it tights up my feet and it

hurts. I like the new jacket it is

comfortable for the winter. There are some

pants I wore over the year, kind of puffy

and I don't like them cause it is hard

to walk with them and every time

I want to take them off it shocks

me pretty hard.

Untitled (Clothes Poem)

Giovanni F.

I have short sleeves burrrr I

feel a breeze.

I'm wearing pants but I hope

there's no ants.

I have shoes on I hope there is

no duty upon.

I wear socks they don't have

any dots.

I have underwear I hope no one

sees it there.

Untitled (Clothes Poem)

Jessica M.

My shirt is white

it's white like the

white snow. I like

my skirt it's so

cool to me. My

shoes are blue and

they are new. I

like what I am

wearing even if

it is cold. I like

my socks. I like

what they say

they say galaxy.

Clothing

Alexander R.

The clothing I'm wearing today

is a white t-shirt and pants. Those

are my favorite clothes because

my father gave them to me as

a present and the t-shirt is

my lucky t-shirt

because if I do a test with

it I always get A or B on my

test and that's true. The pants I

am wearing I used to not like

because I used to feel embarrassed

with them but now I like to wear them

and also they feel good.

Ms. Hughesdon (407)

Clothes

Marlene C.

Clothes, clothes, clothes, what

should I do? I love my dark

blue pants they keep me warm.

I feel so comfy in my dark blue

pants. They are long and stretchy.

My shirt is purple it is short

sleeve I feel cold in it, it does

not make me feel warm but

I like my purple shirt. My

white and black socks they

keep me super warm. My shoes

they are so cuddly. Clothes,

clothes, clothes, I love my clothes.

My Clothes

Anheli D.

My jacket of jack is cool

My jacket is warm out of jean I'm

wearing it today.

My shoes are Guess

They're black and have the letter

G for Guess

And they're silver too

I wear different everyday they shine

when you look at them

I love my clothes

It's so beautiful my jacket it's from the movie

Nightmare Before Christmas.

My Necklace

David F.

My necklace that

my godparents gave me.

My necklace is made of

gold.

My necklace makes a

little sound like cookies

being smushed.

My necklace feels kind

of smooth.

My necklace is special

because it's from my first

communion.

My necklace has an

image of Jesus.

Untitled (Clothes Poem)

Jessica Z.

blue, white, orange,

black, green, gold

lots of colors

make me cold.

My sweater, orange,

white and pink

I almost blinked.

My shirt color

white with a collar,

my brother wears

the same thing.

My pants, blue,

long, doesn't

fit it's almost

gone.

My shoes, green

they're mean 'cause

they trip me.

Lastly my bracelet

beautiful, shiny,

lucky, and it looks

funky.

Ms. Montoya (405)

Untitled (Clothes Poem)

Daisy A.

My ugly, ugly school clothes.

Navy blue pants,

white polo,

and lame blue hoody,

I wish I could wear

some bedazzled jeans,

a hot pink shirt and my hair down,

but instead...

Navy blue pants,

white polo,

and lame hoody.

I hate my ugly clothes it's so

dead and dull.

My ugly, ugly school clothes.

Untitled (Clothes Poem)

Ivan M.

My clothes make me feel nice and warm.

When I woke up I saw a thunder storm.

It was 8:06 AM.

I started to take a bowl out and I ate Trix.

When I put on my clothes, it made me feel nice and warm.

These clothes reminded me of a form.

These clothes reminded me of everything.

My clothes just make me want to sing.

Clothes

Jose P.

My uniform is white and blue,

short sleeve shirt.

I wear my shoes that are blue, size 4, and help me walk.

My socks are too small and tight.

The sleeve of my shirt is too short.

My pants are blue and

too big.

My clothes make me feel warm when it's cold

and comfortable.

I'm wearing a belt, long and skinny belt.

Ms. Graefen (404)

Clothes

Diego C.

White and blue

this is what I'm

wearing right now

short sleeve and

shorts short socks

and rubber bands

around my wrist

buttoned shirt

with a collar

shoes black and

white with a

little gold line

blue sweater

white two lines

down the arms

with three pockets

and a zipper

Hot Uniform!

Anthony G.

My shirt is white

and my pants are blue

my shoes are very white too!

But it is a school uniform

I wish it was not!

Because in this uniform

IT IS HOT!

Untitled (Clothes Poem)

Isaac G.

I have my lucky Shields shirt.

It is lucky because ever since

2^nd grade for perfect attendance I've worn

this shirt. I have cool things that

this shirt has gone through. I

am not the shirt type that likes

shirts but I think this is

lucky!

Clothes and

Mercedes L.

My shirt is orange and purple

It fits good

I got it this year

I like this shirt

My chain is gold

I like my chain

I like it because it is of Tweety

I like the way it looks and the way it is.

My pants are blue

I don't like my pants

My pants are boring and plain.

Mr. Heredia (414)

Clothes

Daryl C.

I really actually like

my uniform because

my shirt is soft,

warm, and my shirt

has the name of

my school and

Shields animal, a gold

eagle.

My Clothes

Carina G.

I am wearing a gold shirt with

dark blue joggers. I have a small

hoop earring. I am wearing my

favorite soccer team bracelet. I am

wearing my pink and gray Jordans.

I am wearing purple, white, pink

socks. I am wearing a blue Tinker-

belle sweater. With all things

on me I feel comfortable, cozy

and warm.

My Clothing

Leslie S.

My clothes are plain.

My clothes are white and blue.

I think I will tell more to you.

My socks have polka dots.

My socks are white with a pink

star.