A Special Gift

In Ms Carteno’s class at Dever, we read Pablo Neruda’s “Ode to My Socks.” We discussed how surprising his similes are and the students remarked that all the natural imagery made them feel like the socks were actually alive! We shared about special gifts we’ve received, and tied together the poetry tools of sensory detail and simile/metaphor to write our poems.

White Roses

White Roses are given into my hands,

The petals were soft like a bunny,

but smooth like a turtle’s shell,

The Roses were white as snow,

They smelled sweet like candy,

I loved them, they were beautiful.

They hold a story that flows like a river,

They were lonely like a doll that had lost it’s sparkle,

Just like me.


My Grandpa’s Rolex

Alex P

The rolex is as shiny as

a clean gold bar and is sparkly

as fireworks on the 4th of July.

Whenever I see it, it reminds me

of him.


My Little Necklace

-Kailyn R

The bear necklace that my mom

gave to me to hold all my feelings

and thoughts, it feels as comforting

as a child with its mother, as a wolf

with its pack, without it

I feel like a day without the sun,

I feel as lost as a child in the woods, a stove without fire. I feel

like a child with its blanket, I love it

as much as a baby loves

its mom, the smooth little bear filled with color, the smell

of the silver chain on my neck, the sound

of the coins going in the register,

the shiny little bear sitting on my neck.

The bear as shiny and special as

the look in her eyes.




“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.