Sound poems

Students played around with making their poems be musical by writing sound poems. Read what they created.

Mr. Alzola 

third grade

Noise I Have Heard

By Nathalie

train chu chu outside

people school

bell school ring ring

people moved school

By Fadul

pop ringing police fire truck

corn bell weo weo hoooo

what do you hear in the

house and outside?

Noises I Hear Outside

By Avianna 

My dog barking

feet walking and running

my mom cooking

my brother playing




people playing outside

pencil tapping

papers moving

pencils dropping

people talking


Mrs. O’Claire

third grade

Sounds at my house and school

By Kenia

People talking loud

the teachers talking

the train passing outside

the cars beeping

my sister crying

The Sounds

By Ricardo

In the house my mom is cooking.

In the house my dogs move.

In the house my dog is barking.

In the house my two sisters.


Outside the thunder.

Outside the rain.

Outside the train.

Outside the wind.


School the teachers.

School the students.

School classes.

School the lunch room.


Sounds I Hear

By Jayden


Reading talking

mouths talking

kids talking

By Ashton R. 

I hear my car

I hear a dog barking

I hear my parents talking

I hear my mom cooking

I hear my baby brother

I hear stomping

I hear teacher talking

I hear the class.

I hear the train.



Ms. Sauer/ Mrs. Yanez

House Sounds

By Oscar J.

my brother screaming ahh-ahh

my dad snoring zzz-zzzz

cars beep beep


motorcycles rrr-rrr


leaves falling crr-crr

wind shhh


talking like blah-blah

bell ring ding-ding


fire alarm we o we o

video like talking


I Hear

By Arianna Vazquez

I hear my mom making beans.

I hear my brother playing.

I hear my sister playing.


I hear my dog bark.


I hear school bell.

I hear people.

I hear chalk.


The Sounds

By Angelique

I hear my brother

I hear the cars

I hear the cats

I hear the dogs

I hear the wind

I hear the trains

I hear the trees

I hear the snow

I hear the bell

I hear the fire alarm

I hear the kids

I hear the teachers.



By Elly S. 

I hear the breeze fffffrrr.

I hear kids talking hello.

I hear squirrels squeak squeak

I hear the birds chirp chirp

I hear the trees cracking crack crack

I hear people walking step step step

I hear cars beep beep


My Poem

By Josimar R.




soccer ball

ice cream









“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.