Rye's fifth-grade poets
This is the second month of presenting the poems written by Ms. Guarnaccia's fifth-grade students. We will have five more poems next month.
Jack Reaney, Kathleen Ryan, Max Ward, Elsa Grant, Jared Croteau
Ms. Guarnaccia and her 15 poets
I am a Telephone by Jack Reaney...
People pick me up and
talk for hours and hours
about nothing. Sometimes if people
Leave me on
I am forced to beep
Until they pick me up again
and talk more.
It nearly scares me to death when
I am trying to have a nap and
I start ringing.
I especially hate it when 3 year olds
Have temper tantrums and
throw me on the ground and
break me, because I know that
soon I will end up at the store getting
Fixed. Sometimes I wish
I was never invented at
all.
Clock by Kathleen Ryan ...
A clock can be...A numbered pie. A metallic pizza. A fairies ice skating rink.
A small moon to a planet. A screaming psycho! A country populated with numbers.
Some beetles stage for a broad way show. A small storm cloud hanging on a wall.
Someone’s small mirror. A big birthday cake decorated with tick marks. A huge
meteorite.
A leprechauns shiny dining room table.
A shield defending a brave and strong warrior.
A mime’s black and white face that makes no noise.
A duchesses formal crown.
A ticking time bomb that has only fourteen seconds left.
A giant piece of hail plummeting through the big sky.
A frisbee zooming towards a dog’s mouth.
A perfectly round plate.
An astronaut’s globe shaped helmet.
A massive pile of mashed pototoes.
A giant’s golden coin.
A multicolored lollipop.
A vicious pirate’s black cannon ball.
An ornament hanging on a tree.
A pancake drowning in maple syrup.
These things I love by Max Ward ...
Tubing on my friend’s boat and getting flung off, watching sports and getting excited when the Patriots win, surfing at Sawyer’s Beach when the break is perfect, playing the drums while my dad plays the guitar, skiing at Sunday River then going to the Fox’s and Keebler’s ski house for a snowball fight, eating sushi when I watch the Celtics, not being able to sleep on Christmas eve because I’m thinking about all the presents that will be under the tree, having friends over and playing football with them.These things I love.
Some Rainy Day by Elsa Grant ...
Ingredients:2-8 joyful kids, a rainy day, 2-4 quarts of rain
2-8 rain jackets and pairs of boots, 2-8 hot bowls of soup,
Prepare warm pajamas. Makes 2-8 happy kids
Get joyful kids into rain jackets and boots.
Transfer kids outside into the rainy day.
Soak kids in rain until drenched and cold.
Transfer back into house.
Remove wet clothes and place warm pajamas on kids.
Place kids at table with hot bowls of soup.
Watch kids cold faces turn into smiles of warmth and happiness.
These Things I Love by Jared Croteau ...
Watching Madison wake up my brother Marc, seeing people walk their dogs in my neghborhood, listening to cardinals chirp in the trees,listening to the car radio, watching squirrels walk on wires, seeing the orange cat walk through my back yard, cutting down trees with my dad, printing maps at my dad’s work, moving furniture with Pepe, standing on my porch watching thunderstorms.These things I love.
If you wish to read the poems written by last year's fifth graders or the first installment of this year's class, please click on the links below.
June, 2010
May, 2009
June, 2009
July, 2009
August, 2009
July 2010
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