This week, we switched it up a bit by first visualizing a memory with something/someone we couldn’t live without. This exercise led us into our topic of the week, odes! Francisco X. Alarcón’s “Ode to My Shoes” provided inspiration as we also discussed lines and stanzas, and how they change the speed and momentum of a poem. Read on for a sample of odes that came from our sessions:
Miss Davis
Eighth Grade
Yellow Group
Ode to my hair been done
By Teddianna H.
My hair
wrap itself
up at night so it
can sleep
tired
they unwrapped
and tighten
their braids
All over
they was everywhere
in my dreaming of
getting loose
They revisit
all the places
they get done by
during the day
and wake up
calm and
chill so tight.
[My Xbox]
By Alex R.
My Xbox
rests when
I don’t use
it
Tired from playing
the whole days
on the weekend
His favorite game
is GTA 5 because
it doesn’t make it feel pain
Playing every weekend with
my friend without feeling any
pain
Miss Davis
Eighth Grade
Red Group
Ode to my phone
By Sarah K.
My phone is amazing
It carries my memories
of the fun times I had
I play on my phone as it laughs
What fun times we’ve had
It rings and buzzes with joyful singing
It does this all night long
My phone keeps me busy
and is there for hard times
[I can trust my bed]
By Alyssa R.
I can trust my bed
never to leave
never to shout
and never to talk
although I wish it did.
There it lays underneath me,
dreaming
about being in a lazy river
above the glowing red water
while the moon shines
not too bright
not too dark.
The clear rain sinks in the mattress.
Ode to my little cousin
By Iraesly R.
Beautiful sunny day
“I want to go to the park,” she says
on our way to her happy place
Running to the park as she trips
the sound of her laughter after she falls
Her long hair flowing as she plays
I look back and off she goes
Running to the ice cream truck begging for
some just so she won’t even eat it
At night tired and falls asleep
dreaming of us going to the park
thinking of how fun her day was.
Family Time
By Mariana R.
Hanging out downstairs in the basement
Building a dirt house in Minecraft
Mom calls us upstairs for Little Caesar’s
We all sit together and watch Drake and Josh
When we were younger
I miss those times
Wish I could go back to those times
Laughing at farts in the summertime
Because we had nothing better to do
Time was better wasted
Miss Davis
Eighth Grade
Green Group
[Music playing through my ears]
By Itzayana B.
Music playing through my ears
the rest of the world feels quiet
I can hear the light drizzling
outside.
As I am lying on my bed
I feel nothing but comfort
There I am along in my
favorite hoodie.
I’m there with a clear mind
Nothing to worry about.
An ode to baseball
By Alex G.
My baseball equipment
stays in a bag
I chew on some seeds
and grab my glove
I run onto the field
I play second base
I warm up
and get ready
The balls hit
fast towards me
I get ready
and make the play
It’s my turn to bat
I step in the box
He throws the ball
I smack it up the middle
Dr. P
By Natalia M. and Noemi S.
Dr. P
super sus
all day
in my hand
bubbling
nice and cooling
on a hot summer day
super crispy
fresh
my favorite
gulping it up
one by one
it’s all gone
Dr. P
