WRITTEN BY: Betsy Franco
READ BY: Ms. Damiano, TSC Science Teacher & Ms. Neffson, TSC Librarian
NOTES: This is a poem for two voices from the book "Messing Around of the Monkey Bars and Other School Poems for Two Voices." The illustrations are by Jessie Hartland. You can find other poems for two (or more!) voices and lots of school poems at the TSC Library.
WRITTEN & READ BY: Saúl, 8th grade
WRITTEN BY: Shel Silverstein
From "Where the Sidewalk Ends: The Poems & Drawings of Shel Silverstein," Publisher HarperCollins
READ BY: Elinor, 6th grade
Excerpt from
EL NIÑO Y LA MARIPOSA
Mariposa,
Vagarosa
Rica en tinte y en donaire
¿qué haces tú de rosa en rosa?
¿de qué vives en el aire?
Yo, de flores
Y de olores,
Y de espumas de la fuente,
Y del sol resplandeciente
Que me viste de colores
¿Me regalas
tus dos alas?
¡son tan lindas! ¡te las pido!
deja que orne mi vestido
con la pompa de tus galas
Tú, niñito
tan bonito,
tú que tienes tanto traje,
¿Por qué quieres un ropaje
que me ha dado Dios bendito?
WRITTEN BY: Rafael Pombo
READ BY: Eva, 7th grade
THE DREAM KEEPER
Bring me all of your dreams,
You dreamers.
Bring me all of your
Heart melodies
That I may wrap them
In a blue cloud-cloth
Away from the too rough fingers
Of the world.
WRITTEN BY: Langston Hughes
READ BY: Meherr, 5th grade
PHENOMENAL WOMAN
WRITTEN BY: Maya Angelou
READ BY: Maya H., 5th grade & Maya R., 5th grade
WRITTEN BY: Tom Petsinis
READ BY: Mr. Blackman, TSC Math Liaison K-8
THE MOON
A NEW moon isn't really new,
It's merely somewhat dark to view.
A CRESCENT moon may seem to smile,
Gladly back after a while.
A HALF moon is half dark, half-light.
At sunset look due south to sight.
A FULL moon is a sight to see,
Circular in geometry.
After full, the moon will wane
Night by Night, then start again.
TIME
Time is the most valuable pearl. It's the one thing that can't be replaced. you can never save it like money.It glitters everyone is drawn to it.Time is a book with all the answers and unlimited knowledge. It heals everything and you get smarter and wiser through it.Time is money, time is gold, you live throughout it so be bold.
WRITTEN & READ BY: Seraphina, 4th grade
Excerpt from
I'M ON A LONG AND NARROW ROAD
I'm on a long narrow road
I am going day and night
I have no clue what kind of condition I am in
I am going day and night
As soon as I was born
I started walking at the same time
Two doored inns
I am going day and night
TSC AKA THE SCHOOL AT COLUMBIA UNIVERSITY
Blue School
Leo the Lion, also blue
Clueless kids learning from
acknowledged teachers
Kindergarten to Eighth Grade flowers
Kinders playing in the garden to Eighth Graders who don’t even care ‘bout Earth Day
You can join too!
Come to I, Tia Taylor, and I’ll sign you up,
but get ready, it’s gonna be chaotic…
WRITTEN & READ BY: Tia, 4th grade
THE BEACH
As I feel the rocky sand on my feet
I go get food and have a feast
My legs run faster than my mind
I want to get in the sea in time
I splash in the water as I feel a pinch
I look down and take a glimpse
I see something below my feet and it’s a shrimp.
WRITTEN & READ BY:
Lillian, 4th grade &
Ryleigh, 4th grade
HIPPO'S HOPE
WRITTEN BY: Shel Silverstein
READ BY: Nola, 5th grade & Lily, 5th grade
QUIDDITCH SAGA
Gryffindor sings Weasley is king as the Quaffle never goes through the ring
Commenter leans, Malfoy turns green,
150 points for Gryffindor, Fans scream, Cup is won!
Fire wishing bliss as Harry and Ginny share a kiss.
WRITTEN & READ BY: Leela, 4th grade
HOW TO FIND A POEM
Wake with a dream-filled head.
Stumble out into the morning,
barely aware of how the sun
is laying down strips of silver
after three days’ rain,
of how the puddles
are singing with green.
Look up, startled
at the crackle of something large
moving through the underbrush.
Pulse jumping,
gaze into its beautiful face.
The wary doe’s body,
the soft flames of ears.
As it bounds away,
listen to the rhythm
of your own heart’s disquiet.
Burn into memory
the white flag of its parting.
Before you return
to house and habit,
cast your eyes into the shadows
where others stand waiting
on delicate hooves.
WRITTEN BY: Joyce Sidman
READ BY: Miles, 6th grade & Aiko, 6th grade
WEDNESDAY APRIL 3
SPICES
My apartment
Is always filled with
Smells
That waft
Out of the kitchen
That my Mama
Is always talking about repairing,
But never does.
In my family
We eat food
Of all types,
From so many different cultures;
We experience so many
Different places
Through their food.
And we learn
Through the food.
Our spice cupboard;
Three rows of alphabetized
Spices from around
The world.
Cumin;
Cinnamon;
Ground Coriander;
Paprika;
Star Anise,
Both ground and
The full stars.
Comida in Spanish,
Essen in German,
Mazon in Hebrew.
Food is like
A worldwide
Culture.
The same way
That the oceans aren’t
Owned by
Anyone,
Traditions and recipes
Are owned
By everyone.
And shared
By anyone.
WRITTEN & READ BY: Mira, 5th grade
INTRODUCED BY: Mila, 5th grade
THE REMARKABLE AGE
Ah, what a remarkable age that you're in:
Right now you're the oldest that you've ever been—
And yet, you will never be this young again.
So dance and be happy! Greet life with a grin!
You've the best of both worlds, youth and wisdom, within.
READ BY: Mena, 4th grade
WRITTEN BY: Chris Harris
LIFE IS LIGHT
Life is made up of my
Life
Light will come
Come shine bright
When I’m done I’ll
Turn my lights off
But that’s okay
At least I lived a good
Life
WRITTEN & READ BY: Elijah, 4th grade
SCRIPTURES
In ancient words, stories unfold.
Scriptures of wisdom, cherished and old.
Lines etched with divine ink, a tapestry of thoughts carrying
truths through countless domains.
Unfettered by structure, they seek to unveil
the mysteries of life in each sacred tale.
They dance on the page, in purest light,
A glance, you’d be blinded by delight.
Free as the birds that grace the sky,
They soar on the wind, never asking why.
From Genesis to Revelations, they guide.
A compass of faith, forever beside.
These Scriptures, dear friend, are more than just ink.
They are whispers of spirits, who help us think.
WRITTEN & READ BY: Joyreliz, 5th grade
4B RUG
Green rug,
Little rug.
Super worn,
Under loved.
Black tiny stitches,
Around the edge.
Green little rug,
You are fully fledged.
AMERICA
Amusing sights,
Magic everywhere,
Eating Burgers and more,
Riding the fun,
Independence,
Cat Island,
Almost all the things you need
BOOK
Best bargains for buying
On you for years
Opening stories
Kind as keys characters
UNTITLED
Your dream is like a bird
make them fly
but sometimes
you really need to try
fly to the top of the world
but sometimes
the path is burned
but believe in yourself
and never give up
WRITTEN & READ BY: Lou, 4th grade
IF IT WAS MY BIRTHDAY
If it was my birthday I’d scream and shout hooray.
If it was my birthday I’d go get donuts and when I get back my presents are there.
If it was my birthday I would open my presents and eat my donut that’s big and tall.
If it was my birthday I would do something fun,
like go to the beach and enjoy a day in the sun.
If it was my birthday I would stay at the beach all day
only when the sun slipped down would we say goodbye.
If it was my birthday I’d eat a big big cake
I’d eat my pizza like a king.
If it was my birthday I’d go to bed thinking of my birthday and all happy things.
WRITTEN & READ BY: Anderson, 5th grade
