Sound Poems

On Week two of Burbank Elementary’s Hands on Stanzas residency, we wrote poems about the sounds we hear in the different spaces and places where we live: at home, at school, and outside.

Sound Poem
by Imani L.

Cars, cars beeping, birds tweeping.
Metro’s zooming through night,
driving cars drive through
at 4:00am, the dream is over the
alarm is off. While getting dressed
for school as I walk to school cars
beeping lights changing lights ticking
while walking into class teacher speaking
pens and pencils writing as we go into
prep people walking prep teacher
explaining assignment as we get ready to head
into our weekend.

by Nau V.

In home | the train ex.) beeeeeeeeeee.
Water dropping ex.) bop.
My mom cooking ex.) FFFFFF.
Foot steps ex.) tap tap.

Outside | wind ex.) FFFFF.
cars ex.) beep beep.
Birds ex.) chirping.
air plane ex.) the seed.

School | talking ex.) it hot here.
typing ex.) tap tap.
pen clicking ex.) click click.
fire drill ex.) beep beep.

by Karen H.

I hear the food sizzling in the kitchen
I hear my dad on the phone
I hear people walking
I hear water boiling
I hear the birds chirping
I hear cars honking
I hear people talking
I hear people shoveling the snow
I hear teachers talking
I hear pencils writing
I hear students talking
I hear the office giving announcements



“Writing poetry makes me feel like I can see myself, like I can see my reflection, but not in a mirror, in the world. I write and I know I can be reflected.”
-Oscar S.

“Writing poetry makes me feel free.”
-Buenda D.

“Writing poetry is like your best friend.”
-Jessica M.