This poem is by Michael Rosen. He is having fun with numbers, and repetition. Try it yourself, and send your poems to your teachers. Who knows? Maybe your poem will be on the next poetry blog!
This week we have a really lovely poem, written by Aliyah in Class 5. It is a wonderful evocation of the changing season.
If you would like to see your poem featured on the Poetry Blog, please email your teachers, and they can pass it on to Sue.
Winter to Spring
As the snow falls
the trees die, as the
trees die the leaves
crumble, and when it's
time for Spring to
come out the adorable
and the grass as
soft as a pillow,
and grows with the
lilies and daisies in
To every child
Out there, staring at the Moon,
Understand that you're the ones
Collecting all the dreams tonight.
Harvest them, hoard them, hold them
Down through the line of your life and
One day you will spend them
With the future in mind because
Nothing is out of reach.
by Dom Conlon
Did you notice that the first lines are spelling out a phrase? This is an acrostic poem, by Dom Conlon. It is from his book 'This Rock, That Rock: poems between you, me, and the Moon'. illustrated by Viviane Schwarz. Find it in the non-fiction section of the library, at 821 Poetry.