In Ms. Shah’s 5th grade class, we read Pablo Neruda’s “Ode to My Socks.” It was fun to think about the poems we wrote about ordinary objects last week related to his ecstatic sock poem. The students had wonderful insights about the types of imagery he used and how alive he made the socks feel through comparing them to animals. They wrote beautiful poems in response!
My Grandpa’s Masbaha
–Mohammed
It makes me remember my grandpa
how he used to hold me as a baby.
It feels smooth like butter
as yellow as the sun.
It looks smooth like marbles.
Little Son
–Shakelar
My mom bought me a little cat.
Eyes like the ocean.
Fur like the color of a pumpkin with
white spots.
My son meows as I pick him up
and hisses when I carry him too much.
I love my son like stars.
Infinity.
Like a star cat.
As my son.
Sweater
-Jalani
Sweater like a soft
blanket the kinds
you wear in cold
winter nights.
I feel the stitched
unicorn bumped and
a little ragged.
The sweater so gray,
gray like the fog on
big buildings.
Love the sweater
like my child loving
very much.
My own sweater.
