Mystery Man

I like this poem so much, that I have posted it before! What do you think? Do you like it...or not so much? Who is this mysterious 'man'? Any ideas...(hint: Think about the title! :)?


Windy Nights
by Robert Louis Stevenson


Whenever the moon and stars are set,
Whenever the wind is high,
All night long in the dark and wet,
A man goes riding by.
Late in the night when the fires are out,
Why does he gallop and gallop about?

Whenever the trees are crying aloud,
And ships are tossed at sea,
By, on the highway, low and loud,
By at the gallop goes he.
By at the gallop he goes, and then
By he comes back at the gallop again.

An Interesting Rock Poem

What do you think about this poem...? Why is Flint more important than all the beautiful gem stones?

Flint
by Christina Rosetti

An emerald is as green as grass,
A ruby red as blood;
A sapphire shines as blue as heaven;
A flint lies in the mud.


A diamond is a brilliant stone,
To catch the world's desire;
An opal holds a fiery spark;
But a flint holds a fire.

A Poem for the Full November Moon

Please read this poem about the moon...it's a full moon this week, after all! Do you like this poem? Does it make you think of anything? Do you like it more than "The Red Wheelbarrow"? Or do you like is less...or about the same? (PS: What is a 'quay'? In the poem, you pronounce it "KEYS"...)

The Moon
by Robert Louis Stevenson

The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;
She shines on thieves on the garden wall,
On streets and fields and harbour quays,
And birdies asleep in the forks of the trees.

The squalling cat and the squeaking mouse,
The howling dog by the door of the house,
The bat that lies in bed at noon,
All love to be out by the light of the moon.

But all of the things that belong to the day
Cuddle to sleep to be out of her way;
And flowers and children close their eyes
Till up in the morning the sun shall arise.

Great First Comments!...and a Video

Thanks to everyone for the great comments! Let me be very clear, I am not writing the poems on our blog, I am simply posting them for you to read and consider...I thought it was quite interesting that so many of you were puzzled by the chickens...or found them so funny! :) I guess chickens ('chicons') ARE pretty funny!! :) I am wondering about Akash's poetry comment: rhyming would make it better and longer would make it more awesome. Hmmmm...I am going to challenge you on that one, Akash! I found Stephanie's comment about it being an "awkward" poem quite interesting. Good connections on Braden's part - this was definitely a 'rural' setting!! Nice ideas, everybody!

Now check this out: I found this video clip and thought it was a very creative way to communicate this poem....what do you think? Does it help make the poem easier to understand? Click on it and tell me what you think! - Ms. K.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6PqRhDdeKDA

The Poem that Started Our Blog

The Red Wheelbarrow
by William Carlos Williams

so much depends
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens

...hmmmm. This is a poem I would like you to read and consider. Here are some questions to get you started:
What do you think about it?
Why do you think the poet wrote it?

Is art poetry?

Try this out -- then write a poem about your new little friend!

http://www.drawastickman.com/gallery.htm?p=18

Have fun! :)

Mrs. Kutertan

Welcome Back!!

Hello and Welcome Back to Everyone!
I am really looking forward to teaching and learning with you this year! I hope you will all enjoy our BLOG!! :) So many of you were at the CNE this summer and I got to thinking: I wonder what THEME you would have chosen for our CNE chair? Here is a picture of the chair that last year's class designed and painted. The theme was "We all belong at the CNE"! What would you like to paint on the chair if we enter the competition next year?

Also, I would like you to read and respond to this poem:

"The milkweed pods are breaking,
And the bits of silken down
Float off upon the autumn breeze
Across the meadows brown."
- Cecil Cavendish, The Milkweed

I thought of it, because I saw a Monarch butterfly in my garden and learned that, the Monarch butterflies that we see at the end of August will fly all the way to MEXICO, in one trip, before they lay their eggs and rest. That seems incredible to me!

What do you think?
- Ms. Kutertan