Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 28, 2021

Poetry, and a Poet-Tree!

April is Poetry Month and April 29th is Poem In Your Pocket Day - a day to carry a favorite poem and to share it with others. Since I can't share a poem from my pocket this year, I'll share one of my favorites with you here on the blog. 

I love Jack Prelutsky (what kid doesn't?) and this is one of my favorite poems by him - perfect for Spring weather! You can read it here...or listen to it here (sung by one of my favorite musicians Natalie Merchant!)... or watch an animated version here!

It's a very silly poem, but I like it because it's cleverly written - and it's about ice cream!

And, since it's Poetry Month, this week's take home craft is a Spring (Poet) Tree! Up until a few weeks ago, many trees here looked like this one:

Now, after a few weeks of warm weather and a little rain, some trees look like this:
Lots of trees get flowers in the Spring. Sometimes they're green so you think they must be leaves - but if you look carefully, you'll see tiny or odd-shaped little flowers that appear before the leaves. Take a walk, and go look at a tree! See how it's growing. 

Then, make your own Spring tree with our take-home kit: a paper plate, a sturdy brown paper trunk, and some thin strips of brown paper to snip or tear into branches. You can color the plate first if you want, or make some grass, or a blue sky. Then make the tree and add tissue paper "flowers" or "leaves" with the tiny tissue squares in the kit. A little Springtime for your wall or your refrigerator door!

Friday, September 12, 2014

Packing Up Summer

Wasn't this a wonderful summer!?! As much as I love fall, it makes me a little sad to think that summer is mostly over. Here's a poem I found about the end of the season. As you read it, think to yourself - what would you pack away to remember this summer by? Leave a comment and let us know!


What Shall I Pack in the Box Marked "Summer"? 

A handful of wind that I caught with a kite 
A firefly’s flame in the dark of the night 
The green grass of June that I tasted with toes 
The flowers I knew from the tip of my nose 
The clink of ice cubes in pink lemonade 
The fourth of July Independence parade! 
The sizzle of hot dogs, the fizzle of coke 
Some pickles and mustard and barbecue smoke 
The print of my fist in the palm of my mitt, 
 As I watched for the batter to strike out or hit 
The splash of the water, the top-to-toe cool 
Of a stretch-and-kick trip through a blue swimming pool 
The tangle of night songs that slipped through my screen 
Of crickets and insects too small to be seen 
The seed pods that formed on the flowers to say 
That Summer was packing her treasures away. 

by Bobbi Katz 
from The Family Read-Aloud Holiday Treasury, selected by Alice Low