I visited four first grade classes (two visits -- two classes per visit) this week as the "visiting poet." One of the groups used the above picture as a prompt to start writing nonfiction poems. In my mailbox today, I found this:
And in this envelope was a whole packet of piggy poems!
Here are a few:
The Pig
I am pink.
My nam is pig.
I am skrd you will
eat me.
I liv in a farm.
And I slep in
mod.
oink oink
(Stanzas!! And how about those pig balloons!!)
Baby Pigs
the pig are pink
they roll in mud
togther as a team
baby pig are piglets
snort oink snort oink
(I like how this writer improved on the "oink oink" ending!)
Pigs Day
Pigs go
to the
mud to
dres up
in mud
to
celebrate
Pigs!
Day!
(never mind Cinco de Mayo...let's celebrate PIGS DAY!)
Little Pig
I am a pig I play in
mud and I have 2 broths
We play and play all day
but dowte get coos to me!
are I will get you dirty.
(please note the interesting contrast between
the illustrations and the poem!)
Sylvia has this week's Poetry Friday roundup at Poetry For Children.