Burchfield Club 1 What am I poem 2 I am poem 3 color poem 4 abc poem 5 a parody 6 limerick 7 shape 8 diamante 9 monster 10 patchwork.

A POETRY COLLECTION written by Julianna Sciulloa member of the 2011

Burchfield

Club

Table of Contents1 What am I poem2 I am poem3 color poem4 abc poem5 a parody6 limerick7 shape8 diamante9 monster10 patchwork

WHAT AM I? POETRY

What amI?I live in the cold.I can be a cub or a bear. I eat fish.I have paws.I can be fluffy.What am I?

(Polar bear)

I am poem I am curious and fun I wonder about dancing unicorns I hear crunching noises of people eating cookies I see BIG GIANT COOKIES DIPPED IN A BIG GLASS OF MILK I want a pretty horse I am curious and fun I pretend I am on top of the world I feel like a BIG GIANT TEDDY BEAR I touch the clouds I cry my sister fights with me I am curious and fun I understand that people have feelings I say don’t fight I dream about people buying cookies I try to play basketball and get a hoop I hope I will get all the pretty dresses I want I am curious and fun

COLOR POETRYBlue feels sadBlue looks like waterBlue tastes like cotton candyBlue smells like blueberry pieBlue is like ocean waves

What does blue mean to you?

ABC POETRY

A dog and a cat met in a yardBut they didn’t know each others

name. I’mCarrie the cat said. I’m Danny the dog saidEvery day at Five o’clock they met at aGarden and played a game calledHopscotch together

SHAPE POETRY

A PARODY POEMHey diddle diddle

Hey diddle diddle the cat and the sunThe bird flew over the houseThe little dog laughed to see so much fun And the cat ran away with the mouse

A LIMERICK

I once met a boy from the moon

Every day he was in his room

but when ever he ate cheese

He always said pleaseThat strange boy from

the moon

A LIMERICK

There once was a girl in a house

All the while she hoped for a mouse

So she got a bookAnd found a hookThat a girl wore from her

blouse

PATCHWORK POETRY There once was a catWho had a softball batthe crazy catSat on a fat cat

There once was a frogWho sat on a log He was friends with a hogThat has its own blog

By Julianna, McKenna, and Harley

Monster poem There’s a monster in my bedroom I saw his purple eyes They glow in the dark And give me a surprise

The monster is a big and scary He is really smelly He has really curly hair That grows on his belly

There’s a monster under my bed He has big long feet It screams really bad I think I need to eat

DIAMANTE POETRY

Shacksmall , dirty

Hiding, wobbling breakingSticks, forest, kingdom, stone

protecting, guarding defendingenormous, spotless

Palace