5th Grade Haiku
Mr. Mac's and Mrs. Bahm's writing classes were honing their poetic skills in the third quarter by writing Haiku poetry in the Japanese tradition in which the young poets wrote three lines of poetry: The first line contains five syllables, the second seven syllables, and the third five. Enjoy the following poems as students describe the essence of the four seasons or the travails of a travel weary bottom. Excellent job to all students.
Riding my bike is
fun when rolling down the hill.
watch out for that tree!
First Autumn Morning, One early evening,
A squirrel climbs up a tree. A butterfly flaps this way.
How graceful he is. And it flies on by.
One bright spring flower As the air gets cold
shimmers in the bright sunlight leaves change to a dull color
and shines in the night Fall season has come
Jacob K. Winston
Cake in the oven. The ladybug on
It smells great and looks awesome. my shoes is red as a rose
The taste is perfect with ten dark black spots.
Leaves floating softly Daffodils so blue
Falling slowly to the ground Smelling so sweetly like tea
branches feeling bare Leaves feeling so soft
The rain was silent The blue lily sags
as it could be in the sky sucks up moisture from the earth
falling down to earth. petals falling off
Purple flowers weep Tall trees grow high up
as dew settles on petals. small plants grow down low to ground.
Sun brings them to life. They are all living
It lays is the grass The small tree orchard
evaporating as dew has small trees now, though later
while it pours again the small trees grow large
The daisy stands tall The sun glows brightly
Soon the petals will fall off It might get to hot today
To the ground they drop I hope the sun leaves
The small gust of wind Trees shake their branches
blows through a field of wet grass as the moon glows it's bright light
and the quiet night. while the sun peers out.
The sweet nectar out
of the buttercup with bee's
when the honey comes out.
The windy winter The summer skies lurk
winds blow across the land the crunchy leaves in the fall
the wind blows and blows the ways of life flow
The young butterfly The daisy flower
flaps its wings in open air opens up in the sunlight
while it passes through. everyday of June.
The broken branch falls
into the stream of water,
down it goes slowly.
Tess (Haiku Master)
Days of snow will come: The disturbing snake:
Sooner than you blink an eye slithered down the potholed street
Days of snow will come. making mother scream.
Walking down hallways: Math is coming:
While I drowned in misery waiting for recess in vain
waiting for some fun. Being bored until.
Students being loud: Three, five, seven, nine:
Reading Haiku Poems loudly kindergartners say numbers
Students being loud. two, four, six, eight, ten.
Having fun right now: Supper is coming:
Hanging on monkey bars now Dawn will break at six' o' clock,
Having fun right now. Then I go to bed.
Spiders, monkeys, snakes: Fashion, Jewelry:
Crawling, hanging, slithering, Girls will have popularity,
In the rain forest. with these items.
While sitting in class: Ooh, eeh,ooh ooh aw:
I do nothing but be bored, Monkeys swing on vines howling,
While I sit in class. Eating bananas.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, CHEW: Trumpets, Trombone:
Lying in bed wih a cold, Saxophones, clarinets, flutes,
School is the fun thing! Baritone, all now!
Kids shout, "Yeah recess!": Put the prom dress on:
Jumping around the classroom, Put the make-up and shoes on,
Waiting for the fun. Now, for the jewelry.
Christopher Jacob F.
to Mississippi A very bright day
Long way to go,bottom sore sunny, not sunny, shady
tires,click clack click. . . . as black as can be.
Dusty, Dusty Winds: easy days away:
windy, windy days there are a bee sits on a flower
today is windy a beautiful breeze
What a peaceful day:
Butterflies sing melodies
while they fly away
Suh is very big Flat Stanley they say
he can hurt you very bad seeing Dorthy on her way
running fast and hard now have a good day.
Sitting in my school Mean teacher talking
always starring of in space making us pat attention
talking to my friends stuck in school all day
Not finishing work Teaching us new things
staying in at my recess drinking pop in front of us
wanting to go home spinning on their chairs
big fat chubby as they say
they will never lose
Light the fuse on fire
ready for the finale
as fireworks boom.
The ugly duckling: The red rose growing:
as it stands tall and proudly through tall grass and leaves it grows
and squeaks very loud through the grass it goes
The falling green leaves:
rapidly falls through thin air
as it makes whistles
Mickey Mouse's grin New box of crayons
delights kids of all ages red, blue, pink, brown, black, and grey
with a funny dance new colors galore
As the bat flies by
echo bounces off the walls
squeak,chirp, squeak, chirp, wow
Green, waving slightly Tall broad beautiful
Blades of grass moved by the wind leaves wave slightly in the breeze
Feel on feet, grass moves dangling slightly
hear not, see the wind
cool on hot days the wind blows
the wind, majestic
The old old old tree: A dark pink rose
It's lain broken in two parts grows lighter everyday
since the twentieth century a dark pink rose
Clip, clop went the hooves
as the horse went down the lane
to the town market
I am ten years old: The basketball game:
My birthday is on May, first we won our basketball game
I got lots of cake we got a trophy
I like tennis games: My brothers like life:
my brothers hate tennis games It is a very fun game
we all got a trophy My mom likes it too
a very long lake lovely lake at night
with a gleaming waterfall dangerous river at dawn
that glistens in the light as boats flow calmly
rocks will fall at day buffaloes will fight
when birds fly in the night sky foxes will howl at midnight
rocks stay calm as day when day comes its calm
volcanoes will burst birds fly in the sky
ashes will fall to the earth as wind blows in the sky
then new land is formed birds soar with the wind
rocks fall and break when
avalanches shake he earth
and then they are gone
Snow covered mountains Clouds cover blue skies
they are so beautiful now puffy, small, large ,and soft too
until the breeze comes everywhere you go
Stamps are everywhere Today is windy
on peoples faces and hands dirt blows and people run and jump
try peeling them off dusk comes and goes now
Boston Tea Party
bay turns into a teapot
England gets madder
five, four, three, two, one a very green bud
through the basket in seconds awaiting Spring's first light
we win nine to one blooms the cute blue rose
The flakes are falling The leaves have falling
The cool breeze is all around The trees are bare to their stems
It must be Winter It must be Autumn
The rain is falling The Sun is shining
It splatters at my doorstep The new flowers are blooming
It has to be Spring It must be Summer