Monday, March 14, 2016

Onomatopoeia


In my ears
and on the walls
Kerflunk and skitter
as a pencil falls
 
Screech and squeal
a chair on tile
A whispered giggle
that makes me smile
 
The electrified current
of a humming light
The whistle of pages
ever so slight
 
The kissing squelch
of rubber soles
The pop of the hole punch
punching holes
 
A snapping trio
of binder rings
A zipping jacket
that practically sings
 
A quiet day?
Nearly never...
'cause learning
is a loud endeavor!



11 comments:

  1. And loud it should be! What a wonderful way to reflect on the sounds of your moment.

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  2. And loud it should be! What a wonderful way to reflect on the sounds of your moment.

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  3. The sounds of school linger in my ears with your clever poem. My favorite, "the kissing squelch of rubber soles." Love the word squelch!

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  4. Oh my gosh, this was so fun to read! Love the rhyme and rhythm of the whole thing!

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  5. Even quiet is noisy if we sit and listen. Love the images you paint.

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  6. That was fabulous to read - such fun!

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  7. That was fabulous to read - such fun!

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  8. That was delightful, I could almost hear your classroom humming in my own ears. I like the pictures posted along with the words.

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  9. Your poem was ALIVE! The feel, rhythm, and imagery, not to mention onomatopoeia, left me smiling broadly. You completely captured a moment in a classroom! Love all the loud of it!

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  10. Your poem was ALIVE! The feel, rhythm, and imagery, not to mention onomatopoeia, left me smiling broadly. You completely captured a moment in a classroom! Love all the loud of it!

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  11. Your last stanza is great, Lori. This is a really fun poem to read.

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