Last week at South Loop Poetry Club, we read “Sounds of the City” by Rita A. Simmonds. Even though she was writing about New York, we found that we heard very similar sounds in our daily routines here in Chicago. We received a variety of poems from our creative writers. Please enjoy our very noisy poems!
South Loop Poetry Club
By Whitman G.
My Mom yelling at me to wake up
Parent making breakfast SIZZLE
The CHATTER of my friends in school
People goofing off
The teacher talking, DO YOUR WORK
The train SCREECHING
The wind HOWLING
And cars SCREECHING.
By Mia P.
In the morning
I hear shouting, thumping,
tapping, stomping, clicking.
The soft clicking of a
keyboard. And very hard and
fast clicking as well.
At recess I hear screams
of terror and fun.
Click, Click, goes the keyboard.
The teachers having to shout
at students who still don’t
understand when to be quiet.
Laughing at lunch
A day in my life
By Navi R.
I hear my mom as she enters my room.
I hear my backpack as it hits the ground.
I hear the loud, noisy trains VROOOMM!
I hear my mom as she makes my breakfast.
I hear my body falling on my bed.
I hear the cars beeping
The Battle of Yamamoto
By Zachary G.
sirens wake me up in the morning since
we are chasing the Battleship Yamamoto
sirens are going Rrrrah I get up into
the plane when the engine starts
It goes mmmrooow / The Booming of flak
going pow, pow, pow! Tearing up Planes
Near me the pieces of shrapnel Banging
off my wings I see my target I dive
down my Bomb flies off its Rack
sssssh / Then BOOM! The ship goes
up in flames / my commander yells at me which
sounds Blah, Blah, Blah! he tells me to
go pick up survivors from the battle
I think in my head “Finally, it’s over.”
The Battle Yamamoto
By George M.
In the morning I’m eating my breakfast
But then the alarm rings / I go up to
My battle station we see enemy planes
and we fire at some and
pow we got hit /
there pow on the decks enemy planes
firing ssshake water in Hull at us
Hit and some Hits Boom Boom Boom
Yamamoto is sinking Flash Boom I’m on the
last life raft we’re safe.
By Annabel G.
I hear utensils go “clink” and
my dad made a delicious breakfast.
I hear Cars going zoom as I
look out the window.
I hear my mom making dinner as
The pots and pans sizzle.
By Cole C.
These people talking to everyone
Just shouts of people
I see a sign
I can see gates
Just blacking the road
The people scream for their mighty
I went outside / I see people /
so many / a person yanked me a sign /
I think I’m in a protest.
I hear kids screaming
What is it about?
I went to my house screams falling
I turn on my TV
clicking the button to a channel
the news popped up
talking person saying
It’s a Roulez
a protest where
they never been told
what it’s about.
My life as a kid
By Morgan F.
The sweet sounds of Morning are…
My mom saying “good morning honey!”
My DAD saying “get ready for school, NOW!”
the sound of Afternoon are…
LUNCH Time Kids!
My mom saying “DO Your Homework!”
“Stop thumping kids!”
the night is here I hear….
Dinner time! My DAD saying
“get ready for Bed. NOW!”
Gooooo NOW! Thump Thump!