5th and 6th graders celebrate with Odes

For our fifth week of poetry Shoesmith 5th and 6th grades explored ode poetry. Odes are poems where the poet praises and celebrates significant people, places, and things. Students were asked “Why is it important to celebrate others?” Students gave heartfelt responses: building up a person’s confidence, showing appreciation for hard work, expressing love and kindness.

Together we read “Ode To Isabella’s Hair,” by Gray Emerson. In his poem Emerson uses alliteration and onomatopoeia to reveal the natural beauty of Isabella’s curls. Alliteration is the repetition of the same consonant sounds in poetic lines which creates rhythm. While onomatopoeia are words that imitate natural sounds.  The Spring! Sprang! Sprung! Of it/ Spun like a starless stretch/Twisting & Twirling/ They’re flourishing. 

Inspired by Emerson, students wrote their own Ode poems celebrating the important people and things in their lives.


Ms. Yassky’s 5th Grade
Group 1


Ode To My Cousin
by Ah’lani M.

My cousin dunks and ducks.
My cousin shoots and stalks.
My cousin hops and is hyper.
My cousin is a gamer and hooper.

My cousin Justin is my favorite
because he taught me how to play
sports and taught me how to
play different games.


Ode To Funny Things 
By Gian R.

My shoes are clean like cookies.
Stinky, Stunk, Skunking.
Yeezy, Yoink, You!
Fart, Feet, Fort.
Bugs, nugs, and rugs.
My knuckles crack like crick.
Godzilla eating quesadillas.
My hamster is white, nice,
and doesn’t like mice.


Ode To My  Macco, My Puppy
By Jesus V.

I would celebrate my puppy.
My puppy is perfect.
My puppy goes Bark! Bow Wow! and Boom!
My puppy behaves and is brave.
My puppy is silly in the snow.
My puppy loves eating food.
When I leave my puppy goes
Meep! Meep!



Ms. Yassky’s 5th Grade
Group 2


Ode To Volleyball
By Nyah D.


“I got it!”






Ode To Food
By Rocky L.

The bang of the pots, the bang of the pans.
The crackle of the fire being turned on.

The sizzle of bacon.
The crisp of bacon.

The bubbling of the boiling water.
The hum of the microwave.

Food is a great thing to celebrate.
Its the very reason we are alive.


Ode To Me
By Autumn W.

I’m amazing, active, and athletic.
I’m friendly and flexible.
I’m great and grateful.
I’m bright and brave.

Drip, Drip from the rain in the sky.
Bam! Pow! from flipping in Cheer.
Ding, Dong from the doorbell.
Crunch from food.



Ms. Henry’s 6th Grade
Group 1


Ode Of Budorai
by Equere E.

He began to adventure
and had been warned to the high
leveled threat forest.
and  dismissed
the sign without being cautious…
He didn’t even care.
He walked and he walked.
Just to see a swarm of bees.
He’s gained confidence and was brave
throughout the situation.

He took out his pan and ran through the bees.
He threw his pan,
twirled through the bees
without being harmed.
He was dedicated.

And that’s how this was continued…


Ode To The Rock
By Kevin O. 

He is strong and smart.
He smashes bad guys in the movies.
He is a warrior wrestler.
He’s unstoppable in the ring.
He is a powerful person.
He is unstoppable in the movies.
He is a funny man and loving father.
He loves his family so much.


My Skin 
By Tia W.

My skin is beautiful, dark, and silky
The skin that is mine full of melanin and beauty.

The brown silky, skin that represents me.
The skin with life and love.


My unique and majestic skin.



Ms. Henry’s 6th Grade
Group 2


Ode To My Family
by Ryan B.

My mom is loyal, loving, and legendary!
She hushes and ha ha’s all day.

My dad is brave, bright, and bubbly.
He hums and snaps while listening to music.

My brother is calm, caring, and courageous.
He laughs and yells while on the game.

My aunt is powerful and pretty.
She gets annoyed by the beep of her alarm.

My grandma’s dog is loyal and likable.
She growls and barks when someone
touches her puppies.


Grab A Piece Of Tortilla Pizza
By Mykhi C.

First, you need a tortilla, a table, and TV.
The tortilla flips and drops in the pan.
You need cheese and a friend named Charlie.
The ragu pops and the seasoning sprinkles.
You need dough and a dome.
You cut the slice with a pizza cutter.
Its good, its great, and I will gladly eat it.
You move it on the plate
and let the cheese sizzle in your mouth.
Grab a drink of your choosing
and put it in your cup.
Lay on the roof and let the
breeze make you shiver.


Ode To The Holiday Of Christmas
By Kayden S.

The Christmas lights are bright and bold.
The doorbell rings when people come in.
The sweet potato pie is perfect.
When gifts are getting opened there
is crumbling and crinkling.
The Christmas gifts are good for giving.
The crunching and chewing as people eat.
The excited screams and hollers as the
people open presents.
The Christmas decor is cute and calming.



Artwork by: Grace A, Larrion J, Rocky L, and Gian R.



“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.