I Dream Of Colors In The Sky: Sleepy Poems at ALS Elementary

What do you think about as you drift off to sleep? We used Li Po’s contemplative “Quiet Night Thoughts,” to consider our thoughts between waking life and dreams. Because he is so skilled in brevity, we also used the poem to think about line breaks, sometimes tricky for any poet! We tried smushing the poem into a paragraph, and then breaking it back out, and the students discussed how Li Po makes a sleepy night rhythm, full of popping images with the line breaks as intended. Enjoy their work below!

4th Grade

Jocelyn R. V.

From my bed
I see darkness.
The moon could
move.
Far away from
my bed I see stars.
I could see
something moving.

Happy Night Thoughts by Juliarys T.

From my bed
there is a beautiful butterfly
flying on my head
and giving me kisses
Lifting my head
I watch the gold butterfly
flying around my room
and touching my hair

The Darkness by Adolfo M.

From my bed I see
a shiny star.
The moon could move.
The sun goes down.
And the moon comes up.
The moon light is bright.
The moon is nice.
The stars are bright.
The stars are beautiful.
The moon is brighter.

I Dream by Kevin

From my bed I see
darkness in the
air I see coconuts
from my room

4th Grade

My Night by Elba M.

From my bed
I look outside my window
I see the school and think
funny thoughts of what happened
I hear the wind
like a whistley song
I close my eyes
I dream of colors in the sky

Great Night Thoughts by Verniyah G.

From my bed I see the great
big moon light surrounded
by the pretty yellow stars
They pretty yellow makes me dream
of me surfing on a great
big pretty yellow star

Sleep by Jayleen G.

From my bed
I see a
tree out the
window the tree
is fat and
it is funny

4th Grade

Pancake Island by Kassandra R.

From my bed
I start to dream pancake clouds
A river of chocolate milk
So I took a gulp
So I said mmm yum
I start to eat a pancake
tree so I took butter
and took a pancake
The end
of pancake island

Happy Life by Abigail

I see from my bed
a mirror
my toys
a window
some candy boxes

Wonderful Thoughts by Christina B.

From my bed
I see birds flying
I see the moon
and a TV
I dream of my family
I dream of my friends
And I dream of my dad

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