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
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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