A collection of group poems
made by Poetry Pals participants

 

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On Friday Muslims have Jummah prayer
in the mosque with lots of people there
We take showers to smell like flowers
I hear the speaker in front, loud and clear with no fear
I see white robes and feel the carpet under my feet

For Jews Shabbat is Friday night and Saturday
When we go to the synagogue to pray
I enjoy hearing my dad reciting blessings over bread and wine. And I taste the tangy sweet grape juice before we dine. The dessert table after is the best part

Christians go to church on Sunday
Taste the bread and wine and pray
I see priests in black robes and the cross from a distance. I smell burning incense and hear people singing. Feel the marble under my feet

 

Three Holidays

On Christmas, Hanukah and Eid we celebrate with family and share special meals, prayers and presents. 

On Christmas,  We say “Merry Christmas!” and hang shiny ornaments on the tree.
We’re the first one up in the morning to peek at presents secretly.
We chug egg nog and eat chocolate-dipped scrumptious churros.
Some people might even go out to sing Christmas carols.

On Hanukah, we say “Happy Hanukah!” with lots of laughter.
We watch the colorful candles melting and open presents after.
We eat tasty delicious hot latkes with sweet apple sauce all around.
Our uncle teaches us to spin dreidels upside down.

On Eid, we say “Eid Mubarak!” and have special clean clothes to wear.
We go to the mosque when it’s time for prayer.
We eat samosas and spicy orange biryani at our cousin’s house.
When it’s time to open presents my brother shouts!

 

                                     

The Seasons 

 

In winter, bears are hibernating
There are birds humming songs in the spring
In summer, buzzing bees and humidity
In fall, pandas eat bamboo with tea
All these things happen in one year
Do not fear— these seasons will reappear next year

 

 

 

Winter Becomes Spring

As we walk outside, we see cold, white fluffy snow
and leafless, lifeless trees.
We run inside and to our surprise
there’s hot cocoa in front of our eyes.
In winter it’s so cold that people snuggle
But soon the cold snow will melt into
splashing puddles
In winter we go sledding, snowboarding
and push our siblings in the snow
In Spring we see blooming flowers
of red, orange and yellow
This is what happens when winter becomes spring
No more jackets while roses are blooming

 

 

 

WE ARE..

We are dark green and bright orange and red
We are Phoenix and Niagara Falls
We are Bengal tigers, a black puma and T-Rex
We are cheese pizza, pepperoni pizza and hot dogs We are tackle football and hockey
We are Arabic, English, Islam and Catholic
We are lime green, sky blue and twilight violet
We are the setting sun
We are killer whales, polar bears and a bluejay
We are sushi and mushroom pizza
We are gymnastics, basketball, swimming and cricket. We are Superman and Superwoman
We are Islam and Pentecostal
We are Amena, Gaeun, Nimah,
Dhuha, Basil, Austin and Owen.

 

 

Thunderstorm

I am a thunderstorm
Wet, soggy
Blurry and fresh
I don’t like umbrellas
So people can go outside and take a shower
Animals don’t like me because I’m
Wet, yet, I don’t fret
I laugh at the crying grass when it’s so wet
My only friend is lightning, and
that sun is so frightening.