Potomac Elementary School
2nd, 3rd, 4th and 5th Grade
Student Poetry - Page 1
2005 - 2006

Potomac Elementary Lower School Poetry written under the guidance of
Potomac Elementary School Poet in Residence Alex Tinari

How to Make Your Boss Mad
by Eric Kapalka

Put I cup of floor wax on the ground
in your bosses office.
Tell the ambulance driver
that you once were a doctor
and advise the ambulance driver
to give him acupuncture
while they’re at it.
Blame it all on you boss’s boss
when he asks who it was.
After your boss gets fired,
while he is packing,
place a tack on his stool.
When he finds out it was you,
hope he has short-term memory.
If not, you’d better be outta there
in a blink of an eye

How to Make a Dragon
Brooke Cheff

2,000 cups of sugar
1 teaspoon of butter
18 dashes of dust
a pinch of cream
a slice of cut onions
20 cups of chopped beef
18 creamed cups of whipped cream
and then shake it up and let it out in your room
so your mom doesn’t see.
Then put a cup of blue on it
and now you have made a blue dragon.

Ode to My Dad
by Taylor Pfister

I feel the wind running through my hair
while sitting on the motorcycle,
holding onto my dad. I can taste
the ice cream that me and my dad
are going to eat and all of the fun
I’ll have while running and playing
with my dad. He is wearing
his bright orange shirt. He stands out
like a carrot. We get back on
the cushiony seat of the Harley Davidson
motorcycle. While still holding on
I see my dad’s brown hair and hear
the rumbling noise stop.
We are home to have more fun.

Fourth Grade
Ode to My Dog, Tia
by Brianca Thornton

Her eyes look like black pebbles
her nose sniffs the ground
her paws run so fast
then she picks up her favorite toy
the one my Grandma gave her
Then she runs to me
and jumps up onto my legs|
like a pogo stick
then her little eyes close
and she goes to sleep, snoring loud.

Ode to Pia
by Emily Grills

Her fur is like silk flowing
in the wind.
Her nose is like a cloud
crossing the sky.
Her eyes are like torches,
leading the way through the dark.
Her cries are like spears,
piercing the night.

Once
by Owen Gee

Once I was cirrus
with condensation
and my head hurt
from air pressure
so I took a ride
in my barometer
and everyone kept saying
“ferocious” and “dude.”
I popped the windvane.
Then I fell asleep
with cirrusness.

“I remember when I got my dog”
by Tawsha Thurston

There were a whole bunch of dogs there.
They looked alike. I remember
when we picked the name Keisha for her.\
Keisha is black and white. I remember one night
she was running on the deck, chasing something.
I think it was a wolf, but I wasn’t sure.
I remember when my sister and dad built a dog house
for her for one of my sister’s school projects.
I remember the first day I played with her
and I knew she was the perfect dog for me.

 

How Many Ways?|
by Taylor Copp

1. A bear climbing a tree
using all his might
as the tree starts to sway.

2.As the bear is thinking,
using three minds,
he looks at me like I’ve got
two heads and eight legs.

3. As the bear walks across the open fields,
the breeze hits the bear’s fur
as if he has
a golden coat.

4. So many bears
that you can hardly count
moving in on you.
You wake up as if it were a dream.

5. You slowly walk outside.
It’s as if your dream has come true.

6. We walk inside together.
It’s as if
this place isn’t your home.
You picture a place
that you call home
and you notice you’ve been staying
in the wrong house
for the whole time.

Recipe for Disaster
by Scottlyn Arnold

1 cup of salt
A dash of trouble makers
5 rotten eggs
Stash’s rooster, Peck.
Um…oh yes…14 baby dragons
Hades from the movie Hercules
Oh…Ferris, Jonathan, and Tucker
1,000,000 mosquitoes
1,000,000 stinkbugs
5 dashes of brattiness
Mix together
and VOILA!!
The perfect disaster
at Stash’s birthday party

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