2007/2008
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Comptche School 2007/2008 |
With These Hands
With these hands,
I can touch a parrot.
I can touch a raccoon.
I touched the bars at recess,
and went all the way around.
With these hands,
I can drive a white and green car.
I can touch Fay's house.
I can touch a black dog.
I can hold baby chicks.
With these hands,
I will touch a soft cat.
I will touch apples.
I draw pictures of everything.
Classroom Poem by K-1 Students
Comptche School
Karen Lewis, Poet Teacher
I Wish
I wish that a six-headed dragon
and an eight-headed dragon
would become
my new friends.
Akasha Rain Spirit
Kindergarten, Comptche School
Karen Lewis, Poet Teacher
Moon Dreams
The moon of the horse,
running, playing, jumping
glistening in the moonlight.
A deer is maybe sleeping, or giving birth.
going to the river
to take a drink
of crystal clean water.
Watch the waterfalls trickle,
the stream is flowing nicely.
then the deer goes home.
The deer goes to its den,
snuggles up to babies
and falls asleep.
They have moon dreams.
Mira Achilles
2nd Grade, Comptche School
Karen Lewis, Poet Teacher
Planet Earth is in Danger
Planet Earth
is in danger
A freeze gun
A lava gun
A freeze cannon
A lava cannon
People are freezing
People burning
Jewels being stolen.
Carson Smiley
2nd Grade, Comptche School
Karen Lewis, Poet Teacher
My Moon
The moon I see is
round
and beautiful
This is the moon of the
howling wolf.
The moon shines in the night sky
just like a diamond.
This moon gives me
trust.
This moon makes me feel
safe.
The moon is blue.
My moon is
red, yellow, green, and blue and white.
The moon glows like a
diamond
while fish swim in the pond.
Brittany Madden
2nd Grade, Comptche School
Karen Lewis, Poet Teacher
The Cat's Paw
I'm connected to my cat
In my cat's paw is a hand
Inside that hand is a paint brush
as soft as fur, with orange paint
Inside that paint is fur shining like the sun
Inside that fur is a blanket wrapped around me
like mist on a hot night
I'm connected to my cat
like brothers connected to each other.
Rowan Kawczak
3rd Grade, Comptche School
Karen Lewis, Poet Teacher
Inside
Inside the horse's hoof,
peace and love.
Inside the peace, the horse's star.
Inside the horse's star
the sparkly waves.
Inside the sparkly waves,
the horse's spirit.
Inside the horse's spirit,
the snowy mountains.
Inside the snowy mountains, the horse's mane.
Inside the horse's mane,
the trees.
Inside the trees,
the horse's forelock.
Inside the horse's forelock,
the wind.
Inside the wind, the horse's fur.
Inside the horse's fur,
the earth.
Inside the earth is me.
Kendall Starr Gnatowski
3rd Grade, Comptche School
Karen Lewis, Poet Teacher
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