I cannot believe this is our final week together at Castellanos. The students have been amazing, and have improved immensely. I am so impressed with the work they have done, and today is no exception. The poem this week was suggested to me by another poet-in-residence, Rachel Javellana. The poem is Psalm 3, by Mahmoud Darwish. The students took variance of Darwish's form and lets us know what their words are all about:
From Ms. Gonzalez's Class:
Poem of Mine
by Daniel B.
When my words were woods
I was lonely
When my words were annoyed
I was a statue
When my words were happy
I was a party
When my words were titled
I was a drawing
When my words were sore
I was a bat
But when my words became
little...
Ants came
and covered me...
When
by Sara B.
When my words were Ms. Sampson
I was happy
When my words were excited
I was a country
When my words were school
I was worried
When my words were paint
I was a brush
When my words were writing
I was poetry
When my words were books
I was reading
But when my words became
sad...
tears covered
my face!
When
by Stephanie A.
When my words were Miami
I was sizzling
When my words were exhausted
I was reckless
When my words were excited
I was unstoppable
When my words were loving
I was too sweet
When my words were hatred
I was impossible!
But when my words were too
caring...
I was a giving tree.
From Ms. Formisano's Class:
When
by Kevin L.
When my words were slow
I was Japan
When my words were broken
I was a wall
When my words were quiet
I was a door
When my words were rough
I was running
When my words were loyal
I was the floor
But when my words become
loud...
I was the ocean
When
by Nailha S.
When my words were flames
I was the darkness
When my words were fear
I was impossible
When my words were orange
I was the graveyard
When my words were depressed
I was a roller coaster
When my words were life
I was a bird without wings
But when my words were dead
I was the world
Without love!
When
by Esmeralda Q.
When my words were stars
I was brilliant
When my words were Jupiter
I was far
When my words were heart
I was love
When my words were the sun
I was shining
When my words were the moon
I was day
But when my words are comets
My love
was fast
From Mr. Lukas's Class:
I became...
by Andrew Y.
When my words were dark
I was thinking
When my words were famous
I was stuck
When my words were silent
I was in the center
When my words were cold
I was lonely
When my words were green
I was feeling blue
But when my words became
warm...
I became crowded.
My Mind
by Asucena L.
When my words were waterfall
I was a lion
When my words were pink
I was loved
When my word was fun
I was exhausted
When my word was school
I was stressed
When my word was drama
I was famous
But when my words became
love...
hatred floated in my mind...
My Own
by Heriberto
When my words were Chicago
I was windy
When my words were red
I was annoyed
When words were plain
I was boring
When my words were black
I was the sky
When my words were anger
I was a fire
But when my words became
lost
I was gone.
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