Judith’s Poem Booklet Poetry Project #7

The Question People always say to me “What do you think you’d like to be When you grow up?” And I say “Why, I think I’d like to be the sky Or be a plane or train or mouse Or maybe be a haunted house Or something furry, rough, and wild… Or maybe I will stay a child.” By Karla Kuskin This poem has an A,A, B, B rhyming pattern. This is called a couplet. I included the poem in my presentation because I liked the message. It shows the creativity of a child and how kids believe they can be whatever they want to be. My favorite part was the last line. I also think the title is pretty cool.

Square as a House What would you choose If you were free To be anything fat That you wanted to be? Anything thin, or long, or tall, Anything red, blue, black, at all; A bird on the wing Or a fish on the fin? If you’re ready to choose It is time to begin. If you could be square Would you be a box Containing a cake Or a house Or blocks With painted letter From A to Z? Who would you Which would you What would you be? If you could be soft Would you be the snow Or twenty-five pillows Or breezes that blow The blossoms that fall from The sassafras tree? Who would you Which would you What would you be? This poem is from the same collection as the previous one. It’s about being anything you want to be. It’s basically a list of what this kid is considering he wants to be. It fun to read because it rhymes and uses repetition. It repeats the words “would you be?”. I think that is really cool. If you could be loud Would you be the sound Of thunder at night Or the howl of a hound As he bays at the moon Or the pound of the sea? Who would you Which would you What would you be? If you could be small Would you be a mouse Or a mouse’s child Or a mouse’s house Or a mouse’s house’s Front door key? Who would you Which would you What would you be? If you could be dark Would you be the night Or a house on a hill Where there wasn't a light Or a witch watcher Watching a witch with glee? Who would you Which would you What would you be? By Karla Kuskin

The Snake A snake slipped through the thin green grass A silver snake I watched it pass It moved like a ribbon Silent as snow. I think it smiled As it passed my toe. By Karla Kuskin This poem has both figurative language and sound devices. The figurative language are the similes “silent as snow” and “it moved like a ribbon”. “Silent as snow” means it was very quite like when a snowflake hits the ground. “It moved like a ribbon” means it moved very gracefully like a ribbon. The sound devices are the alliteration “silver snake”, “green grass”, and “snake slipped". There is also rhyming in the poem for example grass and pass and snow and toe.

The Road Not Taken Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. By Robert Frost This is my favorite poem ever. I really like the message it sends. There are two roads used in this poem to symbolizes when you have a decision to make in life. Sure, you can go along with everyone else and sometimes do the wrong thing but this poem says that if you don't do what everyone else is doing and choose the smarter option it will be better for you in the long run.

Colors The world is made of colors From baby blue to gray. Everything has its own shade Unique in it’s own way. A daffodil is yellow. A teacher’s chalk is white. A diamond ring is a rainbow In the sunlight. Katie’s shirt is purple. Anna’s shoes are green. Johnny’s eyes are like the sea So blue and inviting. The world is made of colors From baby blue to gray. Without them life would be boring. Colors make my day. By Judith Sanchez In this poem I have one simile and one metaphor. The metaphor says that a diamond ring is a rainbow in the sunlight. When I wrote this I compared a diamond ring to a rainbow because when sunlight hits a diamond a bunch of rays of colors bounce out. I also have a A, B, C, B rhyming pattern. I rhymed the poem because it makes it more fun to read. It was also more fun to write.