Favorite Place Poems with a Focus on Word Choice!

Today we discussed the importance of choosing the right words when writing poetry.  With a limited amount of words within each poem, it is essential to select precise words that can convey description, emotion, and carry meaning to the readers. The students wrote poems about their favorite places to go, and I was truly impressed with the poems that were created! Below are some of the model poems selected!

My Favorite Place to Go!

If I had to choose,

Out of all the marvelous places I have been,

I would choose my Alaskan cruise.

I still remember the liquid blue glass splash my face,

Covering me in an icy cold blanket.

And at night watching the scarlet Northern Lights...

Like someone spattered paint over the ocean of stars.

Or having an adventure climbing on different shapes and colors of rocks,

To scatter to the top.

To ring the bell, so loud,

Like when an elephant sees a mouse!

But it was so perfect to see, 

The big block of ice,

Which will one day become a valley,

Crash into the icy, cold,

Liquid water. 

By Gabby 

Zoo

Snap! Another picture! 

Roar! The lion!

We are at the zoo!

At night, 

Do animals get cold?

Do they move more?

Anyway, 

We are at the zoo!

Time to leave.

As I leave,

The cold, dark sky appears,

And the zoo lies in...

silence.

The zoo!

By Finley

Trampoline

My trampoline is so jumpy!

I feel like I'm bouncing on the clouds.

When I look up in the day,

I see the bright blue sky.

When I look up in the night, 

I see shooting stars falling down.

Drip,

    Drop,

        Drip,

            Drop,

The rain bounces off the trampoline.

But when I am not on there,

It is as silent as a mouse. 

By Kristina

Florida 

Florida is so pretty.

The ocean shines,

Like 1,000 Sapphires. 

The sand blond by the sun and 

White like snow drops.

Florida is an excellent place to go.

By Nick

At Sea

I can feel the sea,

Rocking the ship softly.

I feel the wind grasping at my dress.

It seems to hate me.

I'm brave. 

I look at the cloudy sky.

It tells me to be braver.

But I decide not to. 

I rush inside.

Ready for bed.

At Sea #2

The ship rocks me

To sleep.

As if I'm on the back

Of a dove.

I float away. 

By Maddie

My Room

My room glistens in the sky.

It makes me feel like a butterfly.

The radio in my room makes me feel

Like I'm flowing words in the air.

Then the moon in the sky,

Flies up,

Then turns,

Right into the darkness.

So I go to bed,

Until the light touches my bed.

My room is my love.

My room is my den. 

By Margeaux