Sound Poems

This week at Dulles I brought in some poems and curriculum from the Hands-on-Stanzas archive (Thank you to Beth and Leslie!)  and taught a lesson on sound poems. We started by reading examples from other elementary students, who either used the structure of “I hear ____,” or wrote about sound in another way.  The 4th graders then compiled a list of sounds (including some onomatopoeias) and we categorized them based on the feeling they conveyed. We also played a rhythm game to help get out of our heads and into our bodies to write our sound poems. Here they are!


Ms. Wilson’s 4th Grade 


What’s in the City? 
By Adore 

I hear cars
I hear people
talking I hear kids coming
out of the school
I hear kids
playing football
hop scotching
jump roping
I hear them walking
and playing I hear the train
I hear McDonalds

The Sound
By Aubree

the sound I hear at school
I hear sound like
click click of the
pencil in talking in
the park in laughing
the park in swip swip
swip of the board
in TV noise in the
TV in the room
in the air behind
me right now.


By Krystal

I was playing with my
sister I heard birds chirping
and the wind blowing
it sound like
waterfalls it made
me feel happie
I love to hear those

My Step dad and dog
By Taraji 

Today I went down stairs
and saw my dog and step dad
playing with each other
and when they was playing she
started barking and her bark
sounded like heavy rain pouring
down from the sky

Yesterday they were
playing again and her barking
made me feel scared for my

My dog sounded like
a deep bang on the door.

The Fall 
By Michael

What you hear during the fall
is birds chirping,
leaves rustling and wind coming
and then coldness.
And then silence.

By DreShawn 

I heard a dog barking
and a cat me-owing
and I hear people talking all the time
and I be hearing the bus beeping

The Sound when I Play Outside 
By Deziyuh 

When I’m outside all I hear is
screaming when I run on the
slide I hear bumping sounds
and I hear laughing at the park
because of my friends play too
much because they don’t know
how to act something also I hear
outside is the sound of air
blowing at my face. <-<-<-<-<-<-



“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.