Yesterday and today Room Five wrote a sun poem. The way these poems went is, A comparison for what the sun is like a gold coin, A ing verb like brightly then a describing word like scorching. and it goes on like this for three verses each with two sentences like the one I describe. My one went like this.
The sun is a light bulb brightly burning the sky.
It is an orb of fire masterfully scorching the earth.
The sun is a giant grapefruit shooting scalding juice across the sky.
It is a fire singeing the landscape.
The sun is a golden coin running across the light sky.
It is a spider stalking through the sky.
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