Tara's in a workshop all day Friday, but that hasn't stopped her from posting a timely poem and hosting Roundup at A Teaching Life. (She's awesome like that.) Go see!
As for me, I'm in the midst of "appointment week." That' what we're calling it -- kids have had eye exams and teeth cleaning and other stuff we've needed to get out of the way before the madness of the school year schedule. All that waiting-room time has got me thinking about the poetry workshop for kids I'm teaching in August at Gadsden Public Library. We'll be reading and writing persona poems.
Now I have a number of go-to volumes that contain animal persona poems, and that's great, but what I'd really like to do is share with the kids some of YOUR work!
So. If you have a poem in the voice of an animal, and you'd like it read aloud for inspiration and entertainment to a great group of elementary age kids, would you pretty please send me an email (irene at irenelatham dot com) OR leave in comments!
To get the ball rolling, I will share one of mine. I wrote it when I was writing a series of ocean-life poems this time last year. It needs to be shortened, but I haven't gotten to that yet. Here it is in all its excessive glory:
Lionfish Can’t Sleep Tonight
I didn’t ask to hatch.
I would have picked
a green-er patch
with pancake sun
and butter moon,
s t r e t c h e d – o u t
naps in the afternoon.
Instead
I get lonely rocks
and cell block of water.
I can’t grrrr
or even purr.
Life is just a bubbly blur
of endless hunger.
Pardon me
while I hide my eyes.
Excuse me
while I dream.
Somewhere
there’s a herd of gazelle
grazing grass so tall
it gleams.
copyright 2012 by Irene Latham
The poem was inspired, of course, by a bit of THE LION KING:
The poem was inspired, of course, by a bit of THE LION KING:
Happy weekend, all!
Hi Irene! What fun! Great idea! The Gadsden kids are going to love you and your poetry. Thanks for inviting us to play along. Here's my new animal persona poem for you about a persnickety Tom Cat!
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I won’t pretend
To be your friend.
I won’t sit-up or beg.
I won’t lie down
Or turn around
Or heel beside your leg.
I won’t chase trucks
Or rubber ducks
Thrown into the air.
I won’t bark
After dark
At things that aren’t there.
I won’t growl
Or try to howl
Just to get my way.
I won’t poop
Out on the stoop
Every other day.
I won’t care
If you’re not there
Or if you want to play.
I come and go
Because I know
A Tom Cat gets his way!
--Charles Ghigna
Oh yes, I know this Tom Cat! :) Thanks for sharing... several of your books are in my go-to stack already! I am thrilled to include this one as well. Thanks for stopping by.
DeleteOh, Irene, I loved your poem - "cell block of water" is great for an aquarium! I just wrote a poem from my dog's perspective. It'll be up at midnight1 Maybe it will work for you.
ReplyDeleteTo be trapped in an aquarium just seems AWFUL to me. Grrr, indeed! Thanks for reading!
DeleteAh the joys of Poetry Friday....so much talent to enjoy! I love those last two stanzas Irene....and am too much in awe , Irene, to attempt ( at the moment anyway) anything of my own.
ReplyDeleteYes, Tara, so much talent among this PF group. I am in perpetual awe. If you write one or dust one off, please send to me! Workshop is not till Aug. 10. Happy day to you!
DeleteOk, didn't read the directions. Here it is, but it's on my blog too:
ReplyDeleteI Don't Scream
I’d like a treat
If you don’t mind;
I’d like the kind
That you would eat.
Not just a bone,
Though that is good,
I think I would
Like a cone.
So, if you please,
Another ride
Where you have buyed
Cold sweets for these
Big teeth of mine.
I’ll lick it up;
Not in a cup
A cone is fine!
I know last time
I got brain freeze
And had to sneeze
And left some grime;
This time I’ll eat
Very neatly
And completely
In the back seat.
You’ll have no mess
I’ll eat with flair
No wear and tear,
Nor drippy-ness.
My tongue will wrap
Around my jaws,
and then my paws
I'll quickly lap.
Slurp steering wheel
Lick floor and door
Could I do more
To seal the deal?
I've heard it said
That you would scream
For this I-scream;
I'll bark instead!
©2012, Donna JT Smith
Donna, I love the build and build and ah, reveal at the end! Thank you for sharing. I can certainly use it. Happy day to you!
DeleteOooh, one edit though...I changed "Big teeth of mine" to "Sweet tooths of mine"...make that little change and I'll be bigly and sweetly pleased! You will have to have your kids find the two "dog words" in the poem..."tooths" and "buyed".
DeletePoor lionfish who can't grrr or even purr! Love this, Irene, and thanks for inviting us to share. I have a crocodile poem from my book LIZARD LOU that you might be able to use:
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My snout is long,
my teeth are sharp,
my bite is hard and strong.
But when I see
a slimy eel,
I squeal and scream “So long!”
I run with speed,
my claws can scratch,
my tail can crush a stone.
So why do I
cry in the dark
when I am left alone?
I don’t like bugs
or snakes or storms,
nor my cousins in the Nile!
Sometimes I even
scare myself—
I’m just a coward crocodile.
“Coward Crocodile” by RenĂ©e LaTulippe. Licensed by All About Learning Press, Inc. Copyright © 2010, 2012 All About Learning Press, Inc. All rights reserved.
Renee, I love the unexpectedness of the cowardly crocodile! Thank you so much for sharing. The kids will enjoy it too.
DeleteThe Dragonfly's Song
ReplyDeleteCould there be anyone
as beautiful and dangerous, as I?
I dash and sweep
through sky;
pausing on cattails, upward sweep
and land on grass,
without a shake.
I rush, I dive, midair I stand.
I hold the world at my command.
Katya, I love this! Lovely. "I hold the world at my command." The kids will love it too! Thanks for sharing
DeleteNo time to write a poem right now, sadly, but I just wanted to say how much I love everyone else's!!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Julie... to everything there is a season... appreciate you stopping by1
DeleteHa, I just wrote a 5-minute poem as the response to a writing prompt at Susanna Hill's blog today. So here's another dragonfly ditty to go with Katya's ...
ReplyDeleteI am the dragonfly
cerulean as sky
with delicate mesh wings
dizzying, flittering
amid sunbathing water lilies
dipping into rich nectar
winging on wispy breezes
dancing on golden sunbeams
like a flicker of fire
I am the dragonfly
These are great! (And I'd just come from Donna's doggie blog post today.) Irene, I could have stopped with yours at "pancake sun and butter moon" - gorgeous and fun!
ReplyDeleteI'll see if I can dig something up if the day allows.... Thanks for sharing, and have a great time with the kids. They'll love it, and I'll bet they will come up with some great poems.
Got your poem! Yay for sharks. Will share!! xo
DeleteUpdate: a shark poem I had handy is swimming to an inbox near you. ;0)
ReplyDeleteLove these. Let me think on this. I am inspired by the ones left on the comments.
ReplyDeleteWrite, Jone, write! I'd love to see what you come up with. Thanks for stopping by!
DeleteLovely poem! Such an inspired idea to develop a poem from an animal's perspective. Would take an enormous amount of empathy to be able to write from another creature's vantage - a task that only celebrated poets such as yourselves can do. Loved it!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Myra! Isn't all writing an exercise in empathy? I appreciate you stopping by. xo
DeleteWhat fun! Those library children are lucky to have you. Here is one...from not too long ago -
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My friends say I should not believe
in things that can’t be true.
But my heart believes one must exist
as real as me or you.
So I don’t listen to those who swear
that things they cannot see aren’t there.
I am a unicorn, free and wild,
and someday I will find a child.
© Amy Ludwig VanDerwater
Oooh, I remember this one from your blog! Perfect. Thank you so much!
DeleteI loved this poem, because it is not about a child hoping to see a unicorn, it is about a unicorn hoping to see a child! The ending was a plot twist!
DeleteRemember poetry isn't my strong genre but here goes
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My eyes reflect your world
But doesn't show my heart
My trust is earned
But doesn't win my heart
My back will carry you
But doesn't bare my heart
Gentle words, soft hand
Opens up my heart
Kindred spirits facing the wind
Hear the beat of my heart
Free to race, free to be
You are my heart
Yes! I love this one... all that HEART. Thanks, friend! xo
DeleteIrene- this is such a fun idea! I love your poem and the "with pancake sun/and butter moon" are such wonderful images! I wrote a dinosaur poem a while back that was published in DIZZY DINOSAURS. I don't know if it will fit your needs, but here goes!
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I am Saltopus.
I am nasty and I'm mean.
My teeth are sharp as daggers.
My legs are strong and lean.
I dine on luscious lizards,
bugs are tasty snacks.
I am a mighty hunter--
and I'm ready to attack.
I am Saltopus.
My brain is rather small.
I could be a Dino King--
But I'm just one foot tall!
© Linda Kulp
Linda, this is wonderful! I will definitely use it. Thanks for sharing!
DeleteHi Irene, here's another croc!
ReplyDeleteCrocodile
My skin is as gnarled as a knobbly tree
but my bite is much worse than my bark.
Come snooping too close to my watering hole
and I’ll smuggle you into the dark -
where I’ll wrestle the breath
from your chest in the depths
and soften you under a rock.
Cold-blooded killer
a flesh-tearing thriller -
I’m merciless, murderous
Croc.
Thanks, Matt! The kids will love it!
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