In Ms. Carteno’s 6th grade classes at Dever Elementary, we read Valerie Bloom’s “Frost” and thought about how she stretched an extended metaphor for the snow all through her poem. We thought about how her metaphors showed us how she felt about frost without telling us. We experimented with using our own metaphors to describe different types of days in our neighborhood. We have a lot of big feelings about the snow as it turns out!
Class 303
Rain
-Olivia G
Tall houses with pools,
houses cold and refreshing
leaves blooming and bright
cars moving like though a carwash.
Rain in My Neighborhood
-Reece C
Rain is like little people singing lullabies
to the trees. The rain drops are trying to break in
and come sing. On the houses, on the windows
raindrops are racing to win. The buildings are covered
with a blanket, so are the dogs. Everyone is going to bed.
My Neighborhood
-Andrew
I wake up
and feel cold
air. I go outside
and get soaked by the
sprinkler.
It flies over
the grass
and I pass by places with food inside,
acting like a shelter.
Class 308
As I look outside my window
Kii D.
I see gems falling from the sky
Washing away a pile of leaves with blinding light
Scaring away bikers with its beauty
Filling the cracked sidewalk with hidden treasure
Washing out the noise of the engines with a powerful glisten.
Spring in My Neighborhood
Gabi E
Spring in my neighborhood looks like fireworks
Crispy leaves screaming away as flowers bloom
Speedy squirrels grabbing acorns
Little kids playing in the bright green grass
Parked cars covered in dusty leaves
Naked branches chirping and screaming
Storm
Angel A
Clouds form around the neighborhood
Suddenly it rains
It starts thundering
Knives strike fast cars
The knives strike near the lonely homes
Knives strike the road, destroying it
The clouds holding the knives start to roll away.
Humans run outside to see the knife holders are gone
along with the knives.
