Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

28 September 2009

Poof

Do you know
the power of
a marshmallow
slow roasted over
an electric stove?

Kyle Stich, 28 Sept 2009

21 July 2009

Words Are Fun #2

Suddenly
We're alone
Floating high
One note and I
Kyle Stich, a short poem written in attempt to describe that moment when watching a symphony live and they hit a note that causes my whole body to resonate to the frequency of a particular note.

04 May 2009

On the Road Again

Music and autos
Hand in hand
A duet

20th Century classic
21st Century standard

So many lyrics to sing
So many jams to beat

Music and autos
Hand in hand
A duet

"The long and winded road"

30 January 2009

A Requested Poem - "For Hatchetman"

For Hatchetman
Our busted brother denied of his colors, Hatchetman
Jumped through hoops, played the game and never ran
Spent more than enough money to pay for his probation
Enough even to feed some Third World Nation

Now with all his penalties, time and fees paid
Hatchetman can put behind him the consequence of that raid
Now if only he can erase every cops' memories
Of the style and cut of Jolene's panties

30 January 2009

Note: This poem was written for a friend to give to a friend of hers who I didn't know. Rhyming poems are my weakest form of poetry writing, so this was quite a challenge. I had to sleep on it. The last two lines are a revised version of the running joke between Hatchetman and his buddies.

15 April 2008

Teaching Poetry Spring 2008: Part 1 of Taboo Shape Poems

It's official: I can now say I've taught poetry to grades 3-6. Yesterday, I engaged in part 1 of this week's poetry workshop: Taboo Shape Poems!

Andy Burt's (Ashland Middle School) sixth-graders trickled in later than I expected, well amped from track and field and ready to refuel with a quick snack.

The Usual Introductions
Every time I teach poetry, I like to ask the same core questions:
  • Who likes poetry?
  • How many like to read poetry vs. writing it, and vice versa?
  • Why do you (not) like poetry?
  • Who can name some poets?
  • What is poetry? What makes a poem a poem?
I got about the same types of responses. Most kids who do like poetry prefer reading it over writing it. Why? They cite not being able to write anything good as the main reason. Although Shel Silverstein and Dr. Seuss were named, I was excited to hear one girl cite Robert Frost as a favorite poet.

I was also delighted to hear another girl note that poems don't have to rhyme or have a particular form to be considered a poem. She said, "Sometimes, it's just the way the words are put together that can create a poem." I pointed out that this is absolutely correct and is the norm for most modern poetry. It's poetry that works on the principle of "association." Of course, I launched into a quick spiel about how as humans we can't resist the drive to find meaning in everything.

I then proceeded to present the students with some common poetry techniques/devices that they can use in writing a poem, and read examples of poems that use each of the devices.
  • End rhyme
  • Meter/Rhythm
  • Alliteration
  • Repetition
The Taboo Poem Exercise
After exploring the basics of poetry, I handed out the following worksheet:


(feel free to copy and use)

At the time I created this worksheet, my laptop was down so I was unable to make it more spiffy with the incredible Adobe InDesign. I used MS Publisher instead, and despite its limited capability, I think it turned out alright.

At any rate, I merely had the students follow the steps listed in each field of the worksheet.
  1. Brainstorm 5 concrete things - like people, places, events, things.
  2. Circle the one item that calls out to you most.
  3. Brainstorm 15 words that best describe the item circled.
  4. Read over the list of weak helper verbs and vague/unnecessary modifiers.
  5. Write a poem of 15-30 lines in length without using any of the words from steps 3 and 4.
I created this poetry exercise based on the concept of the game Taboo and the defamiliarization poems of the New Poetry movement of Gertrude Stein and Ezra Pound.

This is part 1 of a 3-day poetry workshop. Wednesday, we will focus on revision. On Friday, I will switch the focus of the project to art. I have chosen to withhold the art aspect from the students until Friday, so they focus on the process of writing instead of the physical artistic element.

One Final Note:
The girl who cited Robert Frost wrote a surprisingly biting political poem that adeptly uses end rhyme, meter and repetition to create a scary discourse on how screwy politics are squeezing the life from kids. In the past three years, I have never come across a student with such a strong handle on poetic devices, and she wrote it within one hour!

If you use this exercise in your classroom or on your own, I'd love to hear how it went.

12 November 2007

The Joy of a Miserable Day

The Joy of a Miserable Day

Wind rages out my window.

Leaves strip from limbs and
join sparse speckles of rain.

Temperatures waver
between
barely cold and frigid.

Cheeks blush
on
rain-slickered passers-by.

The scent of snow
teases at
possible crystal laden fun.

"What a miserable day!"
exclaims
most of my familiars.

"Where's my coat?"
I query
swinging wide my door.

Gales gust gleefully
past,
invigorating me completely.

Misery calls out
for
my joyful walking.

I dress quickly
and
rush to the blush

that immediately ensues.

— Kyle Stich, 12 November 2007