Here are two more tanka poems from Northfield Elementary third graders. Both happen to be about the weather. Not surprising -- that's all we've been talking about here in central Maryland.
You'll notice that Sean and Lowen paid attention to the form's rules. The upper poem in a tanka includes detailed observations. The lower poem expresses emotion.
See the previous post for my full tanka lesson.
Trapped inside my house,
I stared out the wet window.
Rain, the plainest taste.
It seemed to be prolonging...
I feel lonely as can be.
"Rain, the plainest taste" -- what a vivid and evocative image. The next poem is also full of sensory images. I love how Lowen used onomatopoeia without explaining the meaning -- that allows me to picture what's happening in my imagination.
by Lowen D.
White covers the ground.
When my mom says, "School's out,"
it's cold and it hurts.
I love snow. Shh shh burr burr.
It's so fun to play in.
Thanks, once again, to my students at Northfield and their families. I enjoy sharing these wonderful poems with you -- but I couldn't do it without their permission and enthusiasm for poetry.