January 27, 2011

Our Week with The Poem Farm: Thursday


What Do They Do at Night?
by Nathaniel

They make such a racket during the night
Sometimes I wonder what they do at twilight

Do they talk?  Do they dig?  Do they play hide-and-seek?
Oh how I want to take a peek!



If I Were You
by Jessica

If I were you, I would be able to burst into a million colors

And if you like me, you would throw your colors around me
As if I were dressed in a rainbow

You would lift me up into the deep indigo sky and keep me there,
So I could be a firework too.


In cooperation with The Poem Farm, Jessica has been writing every day this week about the Fourth of July, and Nathaniel about hermit crabs. (Last Independence Day we actually missed the fireworks. I'm starting to wonder if we scarred Jessica.)

1 comment:

Amy LV said...

Jessica - These words hold such gorgeousness! "you would throw your colors around me/As if I were dressed in a rainbow" and "You would lift me up into the deep indigo sky and keep me there..." I love this poem.

Nathaniel, What fun to wonder what those crabs of yours are doing at night? I think that you should stay up all night and watch them. Then you will really know! All of those questions in the last stanza are great.

Both of you - Have you considered entering some of your poems into a contest or sending them to a magazine?

Happy Poetry Friday tomorrow!

A.