Haiku III (Rm. 204, 8th grade)

More haiku poems, which--similar to the batch of Richard Wright poems that we read--seem to reflect some common concerns and perceptions of these students, while often adhering to a fairly traditional format. These from Ms. Fenton's class, Rm. 204, 8th grade.

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Haiku
Juan M.

It’s cold and raining
A lot of people are out
living on the streets


Haiku
Monica H.

I hear the sound of
the second hands on the clock
as they come to meet.


Haiku
Daniel G.

His mind is calm but
it is not really the most
clear in this moment.


Haiku
Guadalupe A.

Angels of Heaven,
a chorus singing for hope.
On a sunny day.


Haiku
Adriana S.

I hear the sirens
the smoke coming out my door.
Can’t stand the odor.


Haiku
Alex S.

I hear other
classes’ students getting in
trouble and getting yelled at.


Haiku
Katelyn P.

The chalk relaxes
as if it has not rested
for many long hours.


Haiku
Edwin R.

I hate my old house.
There were drugs shooting and gangs.
I hated the ’hood.


Haiku
Margo R.

Rain is pouring down
Grandma is making cookies
for my little cousin


Haiku
Frank M.

Outside snow pours
shoes squeak well I think
nature makes us live