Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 8, 2020

The Davis Kids' Haiku

Today in history, we were learning about the Yamato dynasty of Japan. The activity that went along with our reading was to create a haiku, a poetic form that originated in Japan over 700 years ago. If you don't know, a haiku is short, non-rhyming, usually made of 3 lines, and describes something in nature. The form is: Line 1- 5 syllables, Line 2- 7 syllables, Line 3- 5 syllables. I'm pretty proud of what we came up with together!

First we picked a season: Spring.
Then we thought of nature-related words to describe Spring. From our list we chose, birds.
Then we brainstormed words that described birds.

Birds in Spring
Soaring, flying, hop
laying eggs in their brown nests
eating worms, tweet tweet! 

by The Davis Kids, April 8, 2020

Coloring pictures to send to some of our favorite nurses! 
To life... full of poetry!

Saturday, March 25, 2017

A Poem for March

The weather is pretty, the sun is out
But inside we're coughing and sneezing.
The pollen is floating, the flower are blooming,
The kids can't keep from wheezing.

We need a good rain, it's been a dry winter
I'm so glad that Spring's finally here!
Here's a few pictures from our laid back week
Hope your weekend is filled with good cheer!

Saturday, November 26, 2016

Damage Control, A Poem

Inspired by true events this morning... 

Banana peel from her mouth, 
plucked from the compost bin. 
A crumpled check wrenched from her fist
a six-toothed little grin. 
She screams with anger, screams with joy
her face gets oh-so-red.
I feel so guilty from my relief
when she's tucked in her bed. 

A Christmas tin crushed in half
-- thought it a great place to stand. 
A banging on the glass -- I run --
a door lock in his hand. 
Spanking, yelling, crying, tears
how will I make it through? 
I know they say the years fly by, 
but right now, it's only noon. 

I'm not ungrateful, quite the opposite, 
I'm thankful for each child. 
But some days feel like DEFCON 3
they're loud, rambunctious, wild! 
So many things I want to accomplish
but I guess now's not the time. 
In a few years, perhaps, you'll see me again
in the meantime, more coffee, I'll be fine.