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Poetry from Bridge
Street Elementary School |
Blue...
like a blue jay, the sky, blueberries on a bush,
blue tulips in a field of ocean.
It sounds like the wind blowing,
a bunny hopping,
like leaves being stepped on.
Blue feels soft like a furry cat,
like sticky paint, like leather.
It smells like the sea, like a pie in my tuna fish.
If it could it would swim, hop, jump, draw, jog, run, walk.
Blue!By Miss Girardin's 1st grade |
Red...
like a robin, like a campfire, like blood.
It sounds like the sizzle of hotdogs on a grill,
like pop rocks on your tongue,
a growl.
It tastes hot like a pepper, like apple skin, like sour bubble gum.
It feels puffy like bubbles,
hot as pepperoni,
soft like rose petals.
If red could
it would fly an airplane,
it would go back to the days of knights,
dragons and castles.
By Miss Pisati's 1st grade class |
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Red...
like a smooth
rock,
like one part
of a rainbow
and old red
car.
It sounds like
wood crashing in a fire,
an apple
falling off a tree,
birds
chirping.
It smells like
pepperoni pizza,
like fresh
strawberries,
a rose just
picked.
It feels sharp
as razors,
hot as fire,
smooth like
flower petals.
Red would fly
an army plane,
it would ski.
Red would turn
into a rose.
Mrs. Pickman's
2nd grade class |
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Bored
Gray like a
cloudy day.
Red like a
rose
Blue like
rain.
It happens
when you don't get to go on vacation to Florida
or when
there's nothing to do.
It sounds like
rocks hitting each other
and tastes
like nothing at all.
Bored...
By Mrs.
Levitz's 2nd grade class |
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Blue like the
sky,
a bluebird,
the ocean on a sunny day,
a balloon.
It sounds like
blue boots squeaking on a rainy day,
the buzz of a
hornet's nest,
a fish
breathing.
it feels silky
like kitten fur,
wiggly like
raspberry jello,
like squishy
blueberries.
If blue could
it would slide
on the sidewalk,
skip through
slippery puddles.
Blue would
fly.
By Mrs.
Falkowski's 2nd grade class |
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