Where I'm From... - The Chicago Poetry Center

Where I’m From…

This week we wrote about where we come from and how home shapes us. We talked about how using the five senses is really important because it helps a poem come alive, and they are the tools we use to paint a picture with words. There were so many amazing pieces this week and it was hard to choose which ones to put up on the blog. Enjoy these two from Mr. Reinholdt’s class.

Mr. Reinholdt 7th Grade

Where I'm From Xciel Rivera

Where I’m’ from
the cars zoom by like dragonflies
as the big bright street lights shine
where family is only one step away
where I can taste food from feet away

As I step through the wood door a
whole world opens before my eyes
siblings run playing with one another, food
awaits at the god sent dining table

A movie plays in the background
I walk through my doorway that leads to my room
and drift off to sleep on my soft fluffy bed
I wake up and hear the pitter patter on my window

And I know a new day has started.

The Name of Calm Valentin

I come from a place that
is calm.

Always hard to find parking.
When I go outside I can
hear the train from
afar.

I come from a place that
is calm.

I see people walking
to church and coming back
home.

I come from a place that
is calm.

Smelling gas from cars
that don’t even have
people inside.

I come from a place that
is calm.

Going outside for a
walk hearing the leaves
rustle, every step I take.

I come from a place
that is calm.

Going inside my cozy
home after a long
day at school. Hearing
my mom cook for me.

I come from a place
that is calm.

Everytime I leave
the house my mom
always keeps me safe with
the sign of the cross.

I come from a place
that is calm.