Friday, June 12, 2020

Langston Hughes * Dreams and Aspirations

Dream Variations

To fling my arms wide 
In some place of the sun,
To whirl and to dance
Till the white day is done.
Then rest at cool evening
Beneath a tall tree
While night comes on gently,
Dark like me -
That is my dream!

To fling my arms wide
In the face of the sun,
Dance! Whirl! Whirl! 
Till the quick day is done.
Rest at pale evening...
A tall, slim tree...
Night coming tenderly
Black like me.



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Langston Hughs wrote poems about the experiences of black Americans during the last century. From the 1920's until his death in 1967, he was revered for his inspiring and powerful poetry.  You can find many of his books for children  at KidWorldCitizen.org.  
He wrote "(we) now intend to express our dark-skinned selves without fear or shame... We know we are beautiful."

I hope you know that you are beautiful, too. 

Dreams

 - 1902-1967

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird 
That cannot fly. 

Hold fast to dreams 
for when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow. 

* Hold fast to dreams 
   For when we do
  We may find our best dreams
  Coming true. 
* These verses were added by Margot's 2019 middle grade LA/SS class

Wednesday, June 10, 2020

A Maze Me * Prose Poetry for Girls by Naomi Shehab Nye


Necklace

I hope Sunday's slow and long,
steeped like a pot of mint tea.
Soft sun and deep thinking. 

Saturday was a crowded calendar page, 
a mound of chores.

Could Monday be a porch?
Facing the week.
Wednesday a meadow?


Thursday, let's leave
small baskets at everyone's door.
Flowers, notes, stones.
No one does that anymore.

Could a week be strung on a silver chain?
A boat?

A tree?
Tuesday as a tree?


Weekend Metaphors
By Violetta


Friday is a day before the weekend; it’s a bear sleeping in it’s cave, which is buried under snow. 
Saturdays in quarantine, I get up and play with my sister.  I’m a fox, jumping around.

Sunday in June is a cinnamon roll baking in the oven, served at noon.

Blank as a Blank * Similes

Blank as a Blank *  A Poem Full of Similes
 by LillySam


Mad as a lion who didn’t get the prey, happy as a lion who 
Caught the prey
Disappointed as a Mahi Mahi tuna
Scared as an antelope who gets too close to its attacker
Gentle as a buffalo in a desert
Kind as a kitty cat 
Surprised as a who-mon
Interested as nothing
Sad as sadness from inside out
Fast as flash
Hurt as air
Strong as Hulk
Nice as Wonder Woman
Honest as Honest Kid’s Juice
Taller than me, I’m only 4 foot something
Smart as a shrimp, ‘cause shrimps can solve a Rubick’s cube 
Silent as a dog sleeping on the bed
Smooth as a cup
Fluffy as a feather
Hard as a bone
Brilliant as a chicken
Hungry as a panda
Slow as a sloth
Funny as a deer walking in circles thinking nothing, smelling nothing.

I am me, and I am who I am.