“Days of the Week Poems”

Last Friday I brought a book that I’d found at the library called Salting the Ocean 100 Poems by Young Poets selected by Naomi Shihab Nye.   When we read and listened to poems like, “Monday Mornings” by Pauline Alva and “It’s Inside of Me!” by Adam Delavan, the sharp students at Swift Elementary School let me know that they love leaning into listening.  Hands shot up in the air when I asked what they noticed about these poems.  “There’s a pattern!” remarked one student. “It keeps saying ‘is in me’…” observed another. “It has a lot of ‘M’ words in the poem!” Indeed, these students were onto something.   So we began by brainstorming words that begin with M, T, W, Th, F, and S ( -for Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday and Sunday); and then students tried their hands at filling their “Days of the Week Poems” up with patterns in sound!

Ms. Amato
2nd Grade

Lacey V.

Sunday is my sad day.  My sister is so
sassy.  She makes herself so shiny.  I am so
small.  She shouts at me because I am
short.  I am only seven, so I go swim.
My sassy sister comes and shouts “Swimming
is for small babies” so I shout back.  My
splendid Mom separates us so I can swim
on Sunday.  At dinner we say sorry and then we
go to sleep.  But Sunday is still my sad, sad, sad,
very sad day.


Matthew R.

Foxy fed fox’s floppy fish fleshy fries.
Friday Foxy flew to Florida with Flippy
Florida felt filthy and hot
They flew a flight back to Ohio.


Milo D.

Saturday is the spectacular superior
no school on Saturday
The sun shines.
The sky is super.
Sneakers are socked by Superman
Supper is soup
I sing songs on Saturday.
I see a spectacular day.


Apnasa C.

Saturday is my silly day.  Saturday
is my sad day.  Saturday is a shiny day.
My sister shines too! I am smart
I am so short because I am seven
years old and I am in Swift School.
But Saturday is a very sad sad
and silly day.



Ms. Popovic
2nd Grade

Sirish A.

sun shines in summer
on Sundays. Sirish for Sunday
September for Sunday.  Singing
for Sunday. songs for Sunday. space
for Sunday.


Monkey Mondays
Mia O.

I play math games on
Monkey Monday.  On Monkey Monday
I make mint cupcakes
and cake on Monkey Monday.


Fadi A.

Friday is free
For happy faces
skating with my family
it feels like
freedom is fun.


Said N.

Meldin is my best friend
Mornings are fun for us
Drinking milk together and
practicing math together







“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.