Snow Ball Poems - The Chicago Poetry Center

Snow Ball Poems

This week we had in indoor snowball fight! Well, sort of. We used a fabulous lesson plan by fellow CPC poet-in-residence Musu Bangura where students write down responses to winter-inspired writing prompts on different sheets of paper and crumple them up into “snowballs”. Then we have a snowball fight! After the mayhem dies down, students grab 5 snowballs each and open them up, revealing other students’ responses to the same prompts. Then they get started on writing a winter poem using someone else’s words in their work. Aside from the excitement of being able to throw paper at each other for a full 30 seconds in the classroom, students also enjoyed being able to use someone else’s words to help generate their own ideas. Many expressed they found it easier to write this way. Enjoy this week’s poems!

Ms. Caplan 6th Grade

The Most Wonderful Time Ryan

Winter, the most wonderful time
of the year. drinking the perfect
cup of hot chocolate
it’s steamy
chocolate,
with creamy foamy whipped cream
You step outside, you feel something
its the snow, sometimes snow
could feel like stepping on a pot of fruit
Brrrrr. You take off your jacket
and go to the heater and warm up
and chill, relax, and eat or drink something
warm. You’re driving in the car
and you wish that so many of the cars
weren’t stuck, and all the snowmen
couldn’t turn into snow when getting
hit by something or somebody.

Winter Noah J.

The perfect cup of hot chocolate
tastes like sweet, warmth, like when you
finally get something right. It tastes
like a hot warm cup of creamy
hot chocolate. My favorite winter activity
is to go outside with my cousin and
have a snowball fight or make
an igloo. One thing I see in winter,
is alot of snow and really cold.

Ms. Murray 6th Grade

Armando

To watch a movie a
look at the snowflakes out
the window.
The smooth white blanket,
the salty taste of the whipped cream,
it just melts in your mouth
When the snow is falling really fast
I close my eyes and walk
normally
La taza de chocolate me
derite lo frio

In The Snow Leonel

In the snow of winter
the snow feels like sinking in quick sand.
Even sometimes
it feels like being in the North Pole
And when I get home from outside
I read winter books and
sometimes my aunt comes to
pick me uo from my dad’s and
then we go ice skating. And
then we go to my cousins house
to drink hot chocolate and watch
winter movies.

I Love Winter Delilah

I love winter but I
wish I can stop it from being so
cold. I love hot
chocolate in the
winter, it’s like
heaven in a
mug, the warmth feels
like I’m sleeping
in a warm
big blanket, all cuddled up
when I get home
after a big cold
day I cover
myself in three blankets
and wait until I
can feel my body
boiling.
I love just grabbing
the snow for
no reason and
throwing it at my
dad and mother.
But not my mom
she can get scary
sometimes and I
like not being grounded thank you very much.
Sometimes me and my
brother wrestle in the
snow, and then I
get really cold.