Norwood Elementary, Fall 2008 Poetry rocks. It is a blast! Short bumpy lines make my heart beat fast like a basketball thump, thump, thumping. Words pivot, pass, I hear them jumping. Poetry rocks me back to calm, Tells a story, sings me a sad song. When long lines linger like a lullaby, poetry floats. It’s a butterfly. Laura Shovan
I couldn’t decide whether to stick with the butterfly (which does float on air) or to put a dragonfly in the last line. More of a hoverer, but also more suggestive. What do you think?
Writing Exercise: Poetry Rocks!
Recommended Ages: All
Does poetry rock you like a hurricane or rock you to sleep? Tell us in a poem what power poetry has over you. Bonus for similes!
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