A poem's voice can sound thoughtful, excited, uncertain, or defiant, and its line breaks can change the pace of that voice. Poems in the 6th grade category invite readers to consider how the arrangement of words contributes to meaning.
Explore the examples by reading a passage aloud and noticing where you pause. Ask how the speaker's perspective influences the mood, or experiment with different line breaks in your own draft. Review each poem before using it in a classroom.
what happens to deceased jack-o-lanterns?
dried out Christmas trees go where?
buried, burned or hidden?
lucky Pearcy a peacock scared off lazy lingering loon
mixing weird sounds by light of heavy harvest moon
northern wolves howled until the next day at noon
ominous moans heard by gang of Great Britian goons
Positive peacock believed things would be better soon
I drink
the
bright sky,
I climbed
the road
Of colors,
I entered
through,the
roof of the
empty house
of wind,
I then entered
At the tooth of a rock,
I pass by the feet of the glittering
Ancient sea.
Is this the asylum whispering in my ear,
voices of my past want to come back to wash me,
childhood traumas and war genocide, doing its job
i was carved long ago, by the belt of my father
many shapes and many depths,
i can still feel ringing in my ears,
from that heavy hand and a wooden spoon,
my mothers voice, than my fathers,
i took this shape and it was unfamiliar,
how did i get here, am i just a piece of clay,
and who is next, to change who i am
i threw bread into my mothers face today,
i was hungry i just wanted to eat,
father is gone by now probably just a skull,
leftover from a man who raised me,
we were never the same after he was gone
my hunger turned into killer, my killer,
all i wanted was to eat today, mother
but she wouldn't stop repeating These words
" I SHOULD HAVE KILLED YOU WHEN YOU WERE BORN"!!
under the crescent moon
in Halloween’s meager madness
a newly-put-together mummy
is closing the canopic jars
exiting her Egyptian crypt
to the horror of the unsuspecting
which means the entire town of Des Moines
A crack of thunder lights up the sky
a child’s scream is heard from the east
the ancient Egyptian mummy adjusts her organs
then turns to the night sky to see a flash of lightning
two witches riding toward Omaha are approaching
they whisk over her head, leaving her back bandages up
she is wondering now what strange night this might be
Halloween is not a celebratory day in ancient Egypt
A howling werewolf gives the night ambiance a jolt
The mummy stops dead, no pun intended
there are lit jack-o-lanterns at her feet
She is startled by them, they must mean something
a trio of scarecrows nod in the wind as she makes her way
toward town, wondering what strange magic this must be.
A mummy resurrected after four thousand years
Can you imagine?
it surely comes as no surprise, environmental demise
optimism lures me in every time
positivity feeds me
love enthusiasm
sweet aroma of orange tea brought the fuzzy worm in from the cold
“would you like a bit of chocolate cake?” this inquiry never gets old
she has to put on reading glasses, to see the words in the book
the story is about Peter Pan, Wendy, and her favorite, Captain Hook
She settles down in a gold recliner, forming her own cozy restful nook
To express through words,you
dance with poetry
You strike a chord and you sing
With a low, soft voice
a gentle humming sound that drifts into the clouds
You sing a love a song for your beloved
Sing,sing for your beloved
Just like a bird platmying melodies
The rhythm, the rhythm of the song
As a sweet,the beautiful melody
Wake up
You soothe your voice like a bird
That chirps
You play a beautiful melody
Starting a song all of a sudden
dancing to songs of joy and celebration
A short time filled with happiness
Humming always with pure joys
A song to put a body to sleep
As a sweet,beautiful melody
Wakes up
actresses reinvent themselves like chameleons
reimagining keeps our options and avenues open
trust your instincts, listen to your soul voice
inventors become writers, dancers, choreographers
striving toward newness keeps us alive
theater folks love being dramatic
imagining and building keeps you fresh
creative thinking uplifts the artist
Little Lolita was a feminine sweet-tempered girl
frilly and lacy with a large forehead curl
heels she wore were nineteen inches too high
her hair is piled up, to reach stars in the sky
(chorus)
Lithe light Lolia showing her ilk
sashaying daily in lace, satin and silk
causing men to go incredibly dumbfounded and wild
pretending to be innocent like a six-year-old child
Little Lolita, as intelligent and bright as the stars
descended from a long line of Russian Czars
an urban beauty who was born in New York City
avid conversationalist whose gossip is exceedingly witty
(chorus)
Lithe light Lolia showing her ilk
sashaying daily in lace, satin and silk
causing men to go incredibly dumbfounded and wild
pretending to be innocent like a six-year-old child
We want the best for our heroine, she makes us smile
I sing her praises as I clean out my pig’s awful stile
Dilbert the donkey was thrilled with his new friend Mr. Slip
They were inseparable from the beginning of this relationship.
Running toward each other to bray and bark, bark and bray.
Frolicking in the meadow, we heard their joy a mile away.
Unlikely friends? Not if you knew these enthusiastic two.
So thrilled with each other, they barely knew what to do.
They visit each other all day and sometimes sleep together too.
Dilbert the donkey and Mr. Slip, as thick as Elmer’s strongest glue.
teenager in training
wanting his own way
exceedingly dramatic
lazy and sluggish during the day
vibrant at night, playing video games
excited about peers and friends
many missives and manuscripts move mercilessly slowly
numerous notions normalize never-thought-of concepts
opulent oversights occur occasionally
precise practices promote practical progress
questionable techniques of persuasion? Possibly
chatter
trivial
blah blah blah blah
shes a nonstop talker
rumors
6Th Grade Categories
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