Sea, Sea,
what do I see
swimming down here
in the deep blue sea?
A whale, a whale
is what I see,
swimming down here
in the deep blue sea.
Minnows,minnows
are what I see
swimming down here
in the deep blue sea.
Shells, shells
are what I see
on the sand
in the deep blue sea.
This poem is a fun one for making a poetry game for young children learning about the ocean. Children can take turns naming something they can see in the ocean to make the next verse. Is it kelp, a jellyfish, shark, lobster, crabs, or some other treasure? There are certainly enough possibilities that every child can have a chance to play and the rest of the class can fill in the other lines.
This poem also introduces homophones--two (or more) words that sound alike but have different spelling and meanings. Sea and see, sound the same but have different meanings. Can you write a poem today that includes a homophone? Have fun writing.
Happy Poetry Friday. Tara at A Teaching Life is hosting us all for the Friday Poetry Roundup. Thanks, Tara. And thank you for sharing the lovely William Blake poem about the end of summer THE SCHOOLBOY with us.
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Showing posts with label whale. Show all posts
Showing posts with label whale. Show all posts
Friday, August 30, 2013
Saturday, August 24, 2013
HOW THE WHALE FELT
Oh, dear! What should I do?
I opened my mouth
and a boat with Jonah
came in too.
A boat and Jonah,
I should note
are stuck
down there
inside my throat.
Oh, dear! What can I say?
I've coughed and coughed
but they won't go away.
Oh, dear! I feel quite ill.
No matter my effort,
they're stuck there still.
Oh, dear! I don't want
Jonah for a guest.
With him in my throat
I can not rest.
Oh, dear! On keeping them
I'm not too keen,
I like food filtered
through my baleen.
Oh, dear! I'm surely stuck.
that wooden boat
is my bad luck.
Oh, dear! I can't take much more.
My throat is raw
and very sore.
Oh, dear! I don't want to pout.
Can you tell me
how to get them out?
This is a poem that works well for a group reading. The group can repeat the refrain of, "Oh dear!" or members of the group can be given separate lines. Can you try writing you own poem with a repeated line today?
I opened my mouth
and a boat with Jonah
came in too.
A boat and Jonah,
I should note
are stuck
down there
inside my throat.
Oh, dear! What can I say?
I've coughed and coughed
but they won't go away.
Oh, dear! I feel quite ill.
No matter my effort,
they're stuck there still.
Oh, dear! I don't want
Jonah for a guest.
With him in my throat
I can not rest.
Oh, dear! On keeping them
I'm not too keen,
I like food filtered
through my baleen.
Oh, dear! I'm surely stuck.
that wooden boat
is my bad luck.
Oh, dear! I can't take much more.
My throat is raw
and very sore.
Oh, dear! I don't want to pout.
Can you tell me
how to get them out?
This is a poem that works well for a group reading. The group can repeat the refrain of, "Oh dear!" or members of the group can be given separate lines. Can you try writing you own poem with a repeated line today?
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Thursday, August 8, 2013
WHALE
Whale blew
spewing
raindrops
each drop
a rainbow
coloring
the air.
My poem today features another aquatic animal. Do you know why I didn't say another fish? Yesterday's minnows are fish, but a whale is not a fish. It is a mammal. What other creatures might you find in the sea? Can you write your own ocean poem today? Have fun.
Monday, February 25, 2013
Tale of the Mermaid
A mermaid swimming
in the deep blue sea
was sad as sad
as a mermaid can be.
“I'm tired of living
down here in the sea.
I want to fly off and see
what there's to see. “
Said a whale swimming by,
“Please don't leave me,
for you are our beauty
of the deep blue sea.”
“Oh, I'm going,” said the mermaid.
“And I'm leaving soon.
I want to ride
in a hot air balloon.”
“No, don't go away.
Please don't even try.
In a hot air balloon,
you'd surely die.”
“Can't you see,
I want to be free.
Up in the air
I want to fly.”
“Then I'll tell you
what I can do.”
said the whale trying
to be a friend true. (yes, I know this
is a reversal, it needs work.)
“If you lie upon my blowhole
I'll try to help with your flight goal.
I'll blow a spout,
shoot it high
up in the sky,
you will fly.
“You can have a look.
I'll give you the ride,
and when you're done
come down inside
the deep, deep,
blue, blue sea
to be with me,
my beauty.”
So the mermaid lay upon the spout
and let the whale
blow her out.
She went flying
ever so high
and enjoyed the view
from in the sky.
Then she flew
back into the sea
and once more
was glad she could be
the mermaid from
the deep blue sea.
She shared with everyone
her beauty
and stories about
flying wild and free.
Happy Monday, I'm busy working on my taxes. This poem is definitely a draft. I'll keep working on it. (Is it as bad as I think it is? I shouldn't have gotten up this morning.) Any suggestions? Just enjoy thinking about the friendship between a whale and a mermaid. Can you write a very short poem of a conversation between them?
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