Our students have been celebrating National Poetry Month by writing some of their own poems. I hope you enjoy their efforts!

Kindergarten – We played with nursery rhymes and twisted a few with new verses.

Jack and Jill went up the hill

Riding on a truck.

They ate some lunch

With a chicken and a duck!


Hickory, hickory dib.

a cat ran up a bib.

He scratched my back

and never came back!

Hickory, Dickory dib!


First Grade – We wrote list and triangle poems based on descriptions of common object.

Tiara Crown

It’s hard


Meant for your hair


It’s for girls!



Dolphins jump

high in the air

from the warm ocean water.

By Mrs. Hovis’s class



Dinosaurs fight

dangerously and fiercely

in grasslands near volcanoes.

by Mrs. Daly’s class


King cobra

The kind cobra sliters

loudly hissing

with sharp venomous fangs.

by Mrs. Olsen’s class

2nd grade – They wrote acrostic style poems – poems that describe something both vertically and horizontally.


Does like water

Often playful


Sometimes funny

by Danny



Clearly cute

Also play games

That drinks milk

Seems cute

by Sarah


3rd grade – The 3rd graders have been working on Photo poems. These will be published in a separate blog post.

4th and 5th – They read poems in class and on Poem in Your Pocket Day.

6th grade – These students used Instant Poetry maker to help them create their poems.

 I Remember

  I remember I remember going to the beach

 I remember I remember my face burning

 I remember I remember the cold water touching my feet

 And sitting by the water

 I remember my dog rolling around in the grass

 I remember I remember the smooth orange sand going through my feet

 I remember eating ice cream that was melting in the sizzling sun

 Even when I fell of my chair

 I remember leaving the beach and I was so sad.

 But my favorite memory’s yet to come

 by Ana


What If

What if I was rich?

I might buy all the cars in the would

What if I own my own state?

I could buy my own monkey named Oscar

What if all my friends lived with me?

I would have my own skate park in my backyard

Can somebody get me some nachos?

By Dakota


I Remember

I remember when school was easy

 I remember math without letters

I remember getting A’s on every test

 And I especially remember finishing my homework early,

 so that I can play outside

I remember the sun and the blue skies

 I remember when the water was clear

I remember less polution

even no war and no hate

I remember making this poem

But my favorite memory’s yet to come

by Matias


She is….

She is a muddy soccer ball in a grassy field.

She is quiet but loud.

She is crying while she laughs.

She is a littlest pet shop talking.

She is Glen Coco.

She is ostrich.

She is sparkly shoes.

She is playing spy on her dog.

She is ninja.

She is my best friend.

by Rowan


Forget It!

Forget it

you must be kidding

I can’t think of anything

I don’t like poetry

this is hard

my head hurts

this is taking too long

this is really boring

I hate writing

this is stupid

Time’s up? Uh oh!

All I have is a dumb list of excuses.

You like it? Really? No kidding.

Thanks a lot. Would you like to see another one?

by Mason


What if?

What if I barfed?

I might be sick.

What if there was a zombie apocalypse?

I could survive.

What if a bomb hit the school?

I would die.

What if poems became true?

by Tom



Forget it

You must be kidding

I can’t think

I’m hungry

I’m tired

I’m bored

How am I supposed to know how to write a poem?

I’m busy

Why do I have to write a poem?

I’m asleep

Time’s up? Uh oh!

All I have is a dumb list of excuses.

You like it? Really? No kidding.

Thanks a lot. Would you like to see another one?

by Taylor


I Remember

 I remember when I went to Lake Chelan

 I remember going swimming

 I remember going wakeboarding

 And falling on my face

 I remember eating ice-cream

 And the brain freeze it gave me

 I remember the hot sun

 Even the sun burn it gave me

 I remember having a great time

 But my favorite memory’s yet to come

by Kalle


Forget it!

Forget it

You must be kidding

i don’t know how to rhymn

all i think is “BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH”

the words are confusing

makes my brain explodes nuclear bomb

gives me a giant knife in the face

I hate anything that involves “HAVE TO”

poem makes me want to choke somebody

I can’t understand what poem means, WHAT DOES IT MEANS?!!

Time’s up? Uh oh!

All I have is a dumb list of excuses.

You like it? Really? No kidding.

Thanks a lot. Would you like to see another one?

by Thuan


My Shadow

My shadow wears

a red polka dot dress,

purple heels,

and a blow in her hair

and she knows’

the order of things

her hair is like

a pig tail, curly.

My shadow is like a rainbos,

happen then…

gone. Just ina second….GONE!

happy and shy and hidden. No one will ever really know me.






I am a mask

I am purple and blue and green as a cave

I stare through hollow eyes

I’ve seen joy and sadness

I can be worn to tell stories

I can be worn to dance

I am a mask.

by Max



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6 thoughts on “Poems

  1. Dear Mrs Hembree and your wonderful Bulldog peom writers,

    I, feel you have a wonderful number of gifted children that write amazing poems.
    I truly loved reading every single one of the poems.
    Poem writing is so wonderful for you can say so much in such a small paragraph.

    Well done to each of the children for writing poems that really got you to think and imagine. I just love it.

    Can’t wait for BB to get home from school so she to read this poem post.

    Take care from your pal down under,
    AA 🙂

    • Dear AA,
      Thank you for taking the time to read our poems! We had a lot and this is actually only a small portion of the poems that the students wrote during the month. I unfortunately didn’t have room to publish them all.
      Many of our students wrote poems as gifts for family, and teachers and friends.
      I think that’s a priceless gift!
      Mrs. Hembree

  2. Dear Mrs.Hembree,
    Those poem was so awesome. That was a great post. Was this today or on April 26?
    From Alex.

    • Hi Alex,
      I believe I published the post on April 30th. I may have written parts of it earlier however.
      I agree with you! We have some great poets at school!
      Mrs. Hembree

  3. Dear Mrs Hembree,
    I just loved reading those magnificent poems I could read them all day.

    Maybe one day you should all become poets. Here is my poem.

    It is called Plain Rude.

    Why is she so rude.

    She always pokes her tongue at me when I have done nothing wrong.

    When I sing a song she just frowns.

    The colour of her hair is brown.

    I always see her when I go to town.

    OOH why is she so rude.

    Do you like my poem.

    From your pal,

    • Dear BB,
      I LOVE your poem! wow! I think the best part about your poem is that it’s about a subject that we can all relate to. I have been in situations where it felt like someone was being rude to me for no good reason. I think lots of kids have felt like this too.
      When words come from your heart, they are very special.
      Thank you for sharing your poem with us!
      Mrs. Hembree

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