The Plosh Plosh Plosh of Ice and other sounds at Moos Elementary

This week we’re exploring sound poems. Some sounds already have words, but others don’t, and I encouraged the students to invite sound words where needed. Students considered the sounds at home, at school, and in Chicago.

Ms. Brown
5th Grade

Sounds Of…
Jayda C.

I hear a crash from the trash can
I hear a wish for the wind
I hear kisses from the movie
I hear hi at school
I hear piano keys saying words


What I Hear
Lauryn S.

I hear the plosh plosh plosh
of the ice on my way to school
I hear the ringggg of the school bell
I hear the click clanggg of my phone ringing
I hear the swish of the basketball games at recess
I hear the psst psst psst of my friends trying to get each other’s attention
I hear the clang! clang! of the dishes being washed
I hear silence


Andrea A.

I hear the voices of my friends
I hear my family talking loud
I hear the birds that are in the park
I hear my sister singing in the shower
I hear teachers everyday at school


Mr. Schade
4th Grade


Sound of the City
Arely R.

I hear people talking
I hear birds singing
I hear romantic music in restaurants
I hear children playing in the playground
I hear dogs barking in the pet store


The Sounds of Chicago
Xiumara H.

I hear the sound of police coming
I hear the tick tock when I see a clock
I hear thrum when I hear a truck


The Sounds of the Country
Christian A.

I hear cars beeping
I hear rain drops dripping
I hear rocks pounding
I hear kids grounding
I hear cows moo
I hear ducks quack
I hear a lion roar



“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.