‘Being alone but feeling accompanied’: ‘If I were…’ Poems

After reading Michael Salinger’s poem ‘ If I Were A Gear, ‘ students experimented with metaphors and extended metaphors.

Lesson Note: “The greatest thing by far is to be a master of metaphor. It is the one thing that cannot be learnt from others, and it is also a sign of genius”.— Aristotle in the Poetics

Ms. Hernandez, 7th Grade

If I Were a Rubber Band

by Izzy G.

If I were a rubber band

I would bend and stretch to your every need

I would wipe away your worries

Clean the picture in your fram

If I broke, you would fix me

The other rubber bands say you wouldn’t, but

You’ve done it before

If I were a pot of gold

By Niko W.

I will have a black as death coat of pain filled with gold.

I appear with a rainbow. 

I wanted to run free like the wind.

But my friend said I must sit here.

 He said I can run once I’m found and that he would protect me.

I wait in silence as he runs on the rainbow.

Saddened, I wait.

I have been through 1000 rainbows just waiting to be found.

I sit still for 1001, but it’s enough.

I decided that next rainbow, I shall go out.

I go out and run and run and , my friend calling out for me to come back but I don´t.

An hour later but then it happens I find someone.

They take my gold, and I feel weak.

Now  I understand my friend was trying to protect me.

I then close my eyes for one last time and go to a better place.

I hope you love me too.

Mrs. McClain, 8th Grade

Si yo fuera una mariposa

por Mariana V.

Si yo fuera una mariposa

fuera de color morado  con destellos  color lila

fuera muy aventurera por allí  conociendo

con mucha  paz me sentiria 

ir de lado a lado

conociendo más compañía

conociendo naturaleza  sin complejidad

oler miles de olores

generando t7ranquilidad

Estar sola pero sentirme acompañada

alrededor de miles de cosas llamadas naturaleza. 

Desplázate y encontrarás tu lugar

piérdete pero buscate

no todo será fácil

pero te sentirás liberada

TRANSLATION

If I Were a Butterfly

by Mariana V.

If I were a butterfly

I were purple with lilac sparkles

I would be very adventurous, exploring

I would feel very peaceful Going from side to side

Meeting more company

Discovering nature without complexity

Smelling thousands of scents

Generating tranquility

Being alone but feeling accompanied

Around thousands of things called nature.

Move and you will find your place Lose yourself but find yourself

Not everything will be easy

But you will feel liberated.

Mrs. McClain, 8th Grade

If I were a bed

By Marley M.

If I were a bed, 

I’d cradle dreams,  

With soft embraces, gentle seams.  

A helper in the darkened night,  

Where souls take gentle flight.

I’d help you feel

I’d feel your weight, the rise and fall,  

Your breath, a rhythm, soft and small.  

With every turn, each shifting sound,  

I’d be the place where rest is found.

In silence, I would say,  

“Let go, let go, and drift away.”  

For as a bed, my job is clear:  

To hold you close, to draw you near.

If I were a shoe

by Margaret M.

If I were a shoe I would support you through sickness and health.

No matter what you get yourself into I have the sole to help.

You would ask to be in step together, 

You ask me to be your pink to your leather.

I would say yes because the shoe fits.

I put myself in yours, when your shoe takes the hits.

We wouldn’t get tied up in any terrain,

In fact we would climb to the top…

We are two of a pair, a duo, the same.

When the going gets tough, we’ll push through the weather.

And that’s because I’m the pink to your leather.

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