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Poems for the Small Science Classroom

Everything Changes

Based on the poem ‘Alles wandelt sich’ by Bertolt Brecht

 

Everything changes. We plant

trees for those born later

but what’s happened has happened,

and poisons poured into the seas

cannot be drained out again.

What’s happened has happened.

Poisons poured into the seas

cannot be drained out again, but

everything changes. We plant

trees for those born later.

     -Cicely Herbert

 

 Her Dreams

In her dreams

there are sometimes trees

on which hang ornaments

as tall as she

she lifts here arms

to touch them

if she can stretch

high enough to

claim them

they will become

the jewelled moments

of her life.

   -Eloise Greenfield

 

Night And Day

The following is a poem on night and day by the American poet e. e. cummings.

You might just read and let the students enjoy it without discussion, or you might ask the children what are the different references to light in the poem¦ (the 6 different kinds, uses, and sources of light that are mentioned)¦. and how are they different¦.

 

The hours rise up putting off stars and it is

dawn

into the street of the sky light walks scattering poems

on earth a candle is

extinguished the city

wakes

with a song upon her

mouth having death in her eyes

and it is dawn

the world

goes forth to murder dreams.

I see in the street where strong

men are digging bread

and I see the brutal faces of

people contented hideous hopeless cruel happy

and it is day

in the mirror

I see a frail

man

dreaming

dreams

dreams in the mirror

and it

is dusk on earth

a candle is lighted

and it is dark.

the people are in their houses

the frail man is in his bed

the city

sleeps with death upon her mouth having a song in her eyes

the hours descend,

putting on stars.

in the street of the sky night walks scattering poems

   -e.e. cummings

 

The Earthworm

I have a dear friend who is into worms

Absolutely captivated by their wiggles and squirms

I think she’d study them day and night

But fortunately they can crawl out of sight.

Our Great God, when creating our earth and soil

Wisely created zillions of “tillers” to toil and toil,

Keeping the earth loose, nourished and aired

An amazing way to keep it repaired.

It has been proven that without the earthworm

Soil becomes dead and packed, much too firm;

So these precious creatures keep on the go -

Burrowing and churning the way that they know.

It spends its life eating dead grass and weeds

And decaying leaves to meet all its needs.

All the while it is recycling those things

Adding nutrients to the soil for the things Spring brings.

I’m not sure if earthworms sleep

But when it’s hot and dry they burrow deep.

I do know that after we’ve had lots of rain

They come up and wait for the soil to drain

The earthworm does what it was created to do

And never complains like some of you.

    -Katherine Hansen

(From: http://www.happydranch.com/ewpoem.html)

 

The Moon

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 rise.

   -Robert Louis Stevenson

 

The Tree

It graces our yard

bears beauty and fruit

we breathe deeply

the sight of it

the scent of it

we touch it, gently

   -Eloise Greenfield

 

 

This Place

There is this place I know

where children go to find

their deepest feelings

they look behind the trees

for hiding wants and angers

bashful joys

this place is quiet

no shouts may enter

no rolling laughter

but only silent tears

to carry the feelings

forward in waves

that wash the children

whole

   -Eloise Greenfield

 

 Under The Sun Moon And Stars

(a reggae song)

My foreparents worked

From sunup till sundown

Peace could not be found

Now they are under the ground

I’ve heard them complain

And cried out in pain

Seekin peaceful gain

Under the Sun, Moon, and Stars

It won’t happen to me

I’m not planning to see

I’ve got to be free

I want it right here on Earth

Got to have some fun

Fore my life is done

Let happiness run

Under the sun, moon and stars

Under the sun

Under the moon

Under the stars

Whoever you are

You know you’ve got to have some fun

Under the Sun, Moon, and Stars

Let happiness run

Under the Sun, Moon, and Stars

Don’t want it on Venus

Saturn or Uranus

Don’t want it on Pluto

I want it right here on Earth

Don’t want it on Jupiter

and Neptune and Mercury

Don’t want it on Mars

Under the Sun, Moon, and Stars

Under the sun

Under the moon

Under the stars

Where ever you are

You have got to have some fun

Under the Sun, Moon, and Stars

Let happiness rule, Jah

Under the Sun, Moon, and Stars

Under the sun

Under the moon

Under the stars

Whoever you are

You’ve got to have some fun

Under the Sun, Moon, and Stars

Let happiness rule, Jah

Under the Sun, Moon, and Stars

You’ve got to find some peace

Under the Sun, Moon, and Stars

Let happiness run

Under the Sun, Moon, and Stars

   -Bob Marley

 

 

What do we plant?

What do we plant, when we plant the tree?

We plant the ship, which will cross the sea.

We plant the mast to carry the sails;

We plant the planks to withstand the gales;

The keel, the keelson, the beam, the knee;

We plant the ship, when we plant the tree.

What do we plant, when we plant the tree?

We plant the house for you and me.

We plant the rafters, the shingles, the floors;

We plant the studding, the laths, the doors;

The beams, the siding; all parts that be;

We plant the house, when we plant the tree.

What do we plant, when we plant the tree?

A thousand things that we daily see;

We plant the spire that out towers the crag,

We plant the staff for our country’s flag;

We plant the shade, from the hot sun free;

We plant all these, when we plant the tree.

   -Henry Abbey

 

 

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