Sample of fourth grade students' poetry presentations.

1. My Poems
Poems by Claiborne Rose Martell

2. I am a Dandelion
If I was a dandelion, I would
let my friends; the people,
blow my seeds out, and
when they settled,, the seeds
would turn into new flowers.
When they blew on my seeds,
they would be able to
choose a wish that I would
make come true.

3. If I was a Pencil
If I was a pencil, I would write
many stories; good stories that
everyone would be begging to
read. If I was a pencil, on
tests, I would write the correct
answers, so that the students
would receive A+’s & 100% marks.
At the sight of this, their
teachers & parents would be so
proud & happy of them. If I
was a pencil, I would draw many
pretty pictures that everyone
would want to buy.
If I was a pencil, I would
wonder “Why can’t I speak?”

4. The Sun, the Moon & the Stars
The sun is a monstrous, crunchy apple. The moon is a round pie pan, waiting
for a pie to be baked in it. The stars are starfruits, the color of a yellow-green
crayon. I put the sun and the stars in the moon, and I will bake a delicious pie.
“Tick-tick-tick”, goes the timer. “Ding!” goes the timer. The pie is done! Oh
no! Now there’s no light!

5. My Poems
By: Rosa Maverick

6. Are You a Cloud?
Then in your mouth, you taste so
sweet?
Are you a cloud?
Why,
Do you live on a stick?
No, I’m sorry. I am not a cloud.
I am a cloud’s twin sister.
I am cotton candy.
Are you a cloud?
Why,
Do you not float with the wind?
Are you a cloud?
Why,
Do you have lots of different colors?
Are you a cloud?
Why,
Do people like to eat you bite by bite,

7. Ask the Dinosaur
Dinosaur, dinosaur, please tell me,
Why does everyone call you “dragon”?
When you fly, do you spread open your
magnificent wings?
Do you swish your long tail back and forth?
On your body,
Do you have long, sharp teeth?
Do you have multi-colored scales?
Do you have sharp, deadly claws?
Do you have large, flat spikes?
On your back,
Can you sit down, then fly with
you?
Dinosaur, dinosaur, please tell me!

8. It’s Snowing
Calling for her child to come inside.
The child will not come in,
So she yells until her throat is sore.
Shhhhhhh, shhhhhhh,
It’s snowing.
Shhhhhhh, shhhhhhh,
It’s snowing.
Wearing thick winter clothes,
Children run outside,
Making snowmen, having snowball fights.
The sky is bleached white,
The ground is soft.
A mother runs outside,

9. Thanks For Watching!