A Rainbow Is A Sash Of Colors: Odes @ Moos

This week the 3rd graders at Moos and I read Ode to Enchanted Light by Pablo Neruda. This poem leaves with the sense that the poet is in love with the world, and he’s watching it shimmer. He condenses his love of the world down to a love poem to light.

I asked the students to write an ode to something in nature that is as striking to them as light is to Neruda. This was also our first attempt to think critically about stanzas and how to use them best. Enjoy!

Ms. Brown
3rd Grade

Ode To The Tree By My House
Kya E.

It never lost leaves in December
It always keeps me breathing

It always keeps me cool in summer
It lets me get shade and see

It lets me and my cousins play around it
It always lets me read a book and relax under it


Ode To A Flower
Yahira L.

A flower smells good that it feels
like you want to eat it a
flower smells like a cinnamon bun

A flower looks pretty like you
were looking at a princess
and her mother

It feels like you were touching
a pillow and a soft blanket


Ode To December
Ethan A.

Thank you for snow
I like December because its my birthday
I like the trees

I like snowballs
I like Christmas
Snow is like a pillow

Trees have snow on them
Men are like snowmen

Ms Freedman
3rd Grade

Ode To Sky

Beautiful sky that
can fly up up high

Beatiful kite is the
sky that can fly

The wind going through
my face


Ode To The Sun

I like the sun the sun is so
bright like the stars in the light
the sun is a star

The wind blows the trees the light comes
like a star that same way I like
the sun


Ode To Snow

Its fun to play in

We could
make a snow man,
snow fight we could ice

cold days we could
make hot cocoa.

Ms. Golanty
3rd Grade

Ode To Rain

It falls like a leaf
Its a soft as a feather
Its as cold as snow


Ode To Flowers

Sun flowers rise above me
They have yellow petals and black seeds inside
With a big green stem it is taller than me


Ode To A Rainbow

A rainbow is a sash of colors
in the sky. LIke a thing
after the rain. I glimpse
at the rainbow.



“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.