Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Love poems

After reading "Love Poem" by Robert Bly, the kids wrote these poems. Oh, but the look on some of the boys' faces when I told them they were going to write a love poem today! Classic.



Love Poem
When we are in love, you lovebugs, scorpions, and othercrimly and crawling things or even a person who you know but when they look at you they just turn but you think of things like ants, ladybugs, and even homework that’s how love attacks and even a burned down rusty abandoned house or how most kids love Barney, Dora that’s how love feels and seems in most fairy tales or
most dreams, even imagination.
- Jessica McCloud

When we are in love we just fall upon the grass. When we are in love we just walk in heaven. When we are in love it just don’t feel so right. When we are in love we always take a bow. When we are in love we just fly over the trees. When we are in love we play together. When we are in love we break a part.
- Teretha

When we are in love, we love trees, wind blowing dogs barking rain dropping fish jumping sharks swimming
- William

Love Poem
When we are in love the fire calling and waves splashing and wood go booooom in the fire and the trees crack.
- Colby

When we are in love I think of wind in my eyes, and the dogs barking in my ears.
- Brianna C.

Love Poem
When we are in love, we love the trees,we love the roads that are abandonedall night, we love the old windows of theold rusty house.
- Zachary

A late spring day in my life the sunlight it is flyingin the sky and it is and is going to coast like a bird.
- Colby J.



When we are in love, we love someone very much, we can’t let go of the person, when we are in love we love everyone we know.
- Brianna M.

When we are in love, we love dirty playgrounds, we love the dead plants just lying in thegarden, we love the green grass,we love the light poles, we love the barns, we love the heat and we love the small animals.
- Alivona

When we are in love we see the cops pulling us over and the gum on the floor and the polluted river and your watchb reaks and you daydream like William and you trip and the ugly cat.
John Michael

When we are in love we love the brick walls of our school and the polluted driver bank abandoned at night and we love the dirty sidewalks.
David Ponce

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