世界诗歌日 | 诗意栖居，当世界在门外闪光 World Poem Day

  春,如约而至  

你曾在银幕外旁观主角轻诵狄兰·托马斯

不要温和地走进那个良夜

你曾在民谣里听过海子的九月

远在远方的风比远方更远

你曾在失眠难捱的晚上念叨

那里我们整夜醒着 那里天国清浅就如

此刻海洋深邃，而你爱我

你也曾把所有的过程一一写下

一月你还没有出现 二月你睡在隔壁
三月下起了大雨 四月里遍地蔷薇
五月我们对面坐着，犹如梦中

……

可是现在，

你有多久没有读过诗了？

3月21日是一年一度的

世界诗歌日

从一首小诗开始

我想和你在这个春天里读诗：

春天

听，那是什么声音？

是山间的小溪

唱着叮叮咚咚的歌曲欢快地奔向远方，

是远方归来的鸟儿

在枝头唱着悦耳动听的歌。

看，那是什么颜色？

是纤细的柳枝

在微风中舞动着她碧绿的长发，

是鲜艳的桃花

在花丛中绽放着她美丽的笑脸。

闻，那是什么味道？

是五彩缤纷的鲜花的味道；

是绿草如茵的大地的味道；

是被春雨滋润的泥土的味道。

啊！

这就是春天，

让人深深地迷恋，

叫人久久地沉醉。

耿浩瀚

二零二零年三月十日

雨后天晴

请到小径中走走，

轿车被洗的光滑。

蝴蝶抱着阳光，

飞在彩虹桥上。

到了傍晚，

金辉冲刷着天空，

看那火烧云啊，

它的脚迹，还在闲游。

4F 秦若希

人生的路

一张洁白的纸飘落

这是你的开始

你拿起笔

开始描绘你的纸

蓝、白、绿、红、紫......

有太多可以描绘

尽情地画吧

最后

将你的画展示出来

然后

像一只离巢的小鸟

飞向远方

4D  闫子沐

童年

童年是粉红色的

它的味道像甜甜的棉花糖，

闻起来像花儿飘出来的清香

童年看上去像一个通红的小樱桃

听起来是欢声笑语的快乐。

4A侯沛霖

《水调歌头·梦回唐朝》 

春风几时回？临池写易安。不知南雁归途，多少溪水浅。我欲梦回唐朝，又恐往事萦绕， 世事乱不堪。煮水弄清茗，浮沉更回甘。

点纱灯，乱翻书，夜无眠。若如初见，何事西风雨打扇？云有云卷云舒，花有花开花落，无不随风远。一曲终未了，千年一梦还。 

8S郝烨卿

《水调歌头-火烛明，溪水清》

烛火何时明？遥望江中亭。敢问世道苍穹，何时是非清。挥洒风尘仆仆，吟诵天边云雾，转瞬即沉静。眉眼间锋利，溪水般清境。

雾散去，水已宁，烛光映。繁花似锦，云天雾地定会清。若轻柔如月光，若销魂如清影，可曾为躯体？经风花雪月，愿仍存品行。

8S成思谊

 水调歌头-武汉加油

疫情之下，作此篇，致敬武汉，及白衣天使。

病毒几时去，把酒问青天。不知白衣天使，忙碌至何年？其欲乘风归去，但恐祖国沦落，恐病者卒焉。苦心又劳形，挺身在前线。

患者哉，医生也，疫情下，不应有惧，何事为不可胜之？人有坎坎坷坷，国亦多灾多难，此事古难全。宜团结一心，以共度难关。

8S 叶润尘

We have not wings, we cannot soar;

But we have feet to scale and climb

By slow degrees, by more and more,

The cloudy summits of our time.

At a time when the challenges we face – from virus epidemic-seem so steep, the words of the poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow give us hope.

Arranged in words, coloured with images, struck with the right meter, poetry has a power that has no match. This is the power to shake us from everyday life and to remind us of the beauty that surrounds us and the resilience of the shared human spirit.

Poetry is a window onto the breath-taking diversity of humanity. UNESCO's Representative List of the Intangible Cultural Heritage of Humanity includes dozens of forms of oral expression and poetry, from the Tsiattista poetic duelling of Cyprus, the Ca trù sung poetry of Viet Nam and Al-Taghrooda to the traditional Bedouin chanted poetry of Oman and the United Arab Emirates. As old as language itself, poetry remains more vital than ever, in a time of turbulence, as a source of hope, as a way to share what it means to live in this world.

Poetry is not a luxury.

It lies at the heart of who we are as women and men, living together today, drawing on the heritage of past generations, custodians of the world for our children and grandchildren.

By celebrating poetry today——World Poem Day, we celebrate our ability to join together, in a spirit of solidarity, to scale and climb "the cloudy summits of our time." 

Now enjoy student’s work:

Rainstorm 

By: Anita Li 4D 

Raindrops tic-tack on my shoes,

And more drops falling ones and twos. 

I think all my friends are inside,
Not me, I think I should not hide. 

Stormy weather makes me run,
To the puddles, so much fun.
On rainy days I’ll always be,
Running around for views to see.
Mud and splashes cover me! 

Reflection:

When I was writing this poem, I felt very 

excited, because when I finish writing this poem, I will be proud of myself. The reason that I write this poem is because I want to express what I feel about rainstorm. I really appreciate Mr. Hatcher, because he taught us how to write a poem. Thank you!

Cute Café

by Mina 

Cute café full of critters,
Prancing around eating biscuits. 

Dancing around sipping tea,
Gathered together talking about me. Sitting on the sofa with their huge eyes, Later at noon ordering pies!
Paying for a big bag of gummies,

 Leaving the café with full tummies.

Reflection:

While I was writing this poem I was thinking about cute little animals sipping tea and then I thought about a café! I also really want a pet and this poem made me very cheerful and happy! 

Tomorrow

 By Jill Bai 

There lays Happiness, 

And strength, and Wonder. 

There lays Sadness, 

And rain, and Thunder. 

There lays a brand new world, 

With imagination, with Dreams. 

It is a brand new place, 

With many beautiful things. 

It’s a day where anything could happen,

It’s a day beyond Today.
It’s a day when everyone’s in good mood,

It’s a day where Dreams come true...... 

Reflection:

Now readers, what make you think of when you read this poem? Did it make you think of...... 

Well, if you guys don’t know what the theme is yet, I will tell you right now! When I first think of the poem, (well, first, Mr. Pat gave us a topic of “The Next Day”, but I think the word “Tomorrow” sounds better so I just starts to write this poem!) I think that I will not have the word “Tomorrow” in my poem. Instead, I can describe it! 

Other than that, I also thought of a movie that I like called “The Croodes”! It is about some caveman that wants to go to Tomorrow guiding by a caveman called “Guy”! At the end, the caveman family success and began a new life! 

So back to my theme, it is about that in the future, anything could happen! Happy things might happen, but also sad things. Exciting things might happen, but also angry things. Never think that everyday is a happy day or everyday is a sad day. And never think that life is always hard or easy! The future— or even Tomorrow, is a Mystery!!!

Rules

by Andy Geng

I hate to hear rules ,

Cuz they are fools ,

Everyong really likes it,

Though I can't even fit!

Rules are like paresites,

Crawling into my mind at nights,

Even if I struggled awake

My overload head still hurt and ache.

Rules are certainly everywhere,

And that's the only thing they share.

So rules should be in the dump,

From George Washing to Donald Trump.

But what if 

Rules vanished in a whiff?

Cars will hurry through traffic lights,

And no one want to see those sights.

Bandits will the you on the kites ,

AHHHH,I'm scared of heights,

Oh，no,we're in plights!

Guess the rules are for all our rights.

Reflection:

I read through Shel Silverstenin's book:"Where the Sidewalk Ends".Then,I got inspired by one of his work called:My Rules. So,I decided to also write a poem about rules .After I started, I tried to remember when I was small, and I hate rules.Now , I know that rules are important to all of us.This is why I wrote this poem with a contrast.

The poetry features that I included are : Rhyme Schemes, Onmatopoeia, hyperbole ,and Somile.

If you would like to continue to celebrate World Poem Day and share more poems with your children, please support our very own BIBA teacher/aspiring poet, Mr. Pat. Visit his website created to share his poems for your children.  Each poem is filled with silly rhymes to help you pass the time. Students are very welcome to find a poem there that they enjoy and draw a picture to be placed with the poem.  Visit https://poetry.themrpat.com/ and see which students have already submitted illustrations and submit your own!

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