“April Fool” by Virginia Lowe with Spring Teacher Notes

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April Fool

 

I’m looking for Spring

as so many do

for blossom and bulbs

shy violets hold dew

 

What greets me is change

Winds, rain and shine

It’s now Autumn here

but there’s no call to pine

 

There are strawberry guavas,

feijoas and pears

very few flowers

but no one much cares

 

We’d rather our garden

is brimming with fruit

There’ll be time in September

For Flora’s fair loot

 

 

 

 

Teacher Notes for Spring:

Watch this famous poem written by William Wordsworth as a class.

For William Wordsworth, poetry was “the spontaneous overflow of emotion reflected in tranquility.” In this poem, the aim is for the speaker to experience a connection with nature.

Look at the key words in this poem then go outside for a walk in nature with the students.

See if they then can write a poem that connects people with the natural world.

 

“Broomfield Park” by Katherine Gallagher

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Broomfield Park

 

A moorhen busies herself,

rocks this way and that

on a wave-washed nest.

 

Swans float in late afternoon chill,

shadows lengthen,

chestnut buds swell.

 

Forsythia trembles the breeze –

pastel-green willows barely move

dipping branch-tips into the lake.

 

Every year I wait for this –

first flowers, trees leafing

on sculpted branches,

 

reflecting in the water

their steadfast

cascades of green.

 

©Katherine Gallagher

Spring Haiku’s by Virginia Lowe

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From the blue spring sky

hard hail and soft pink petals

falling together

 

Spring morning –

overnight the wind has picked

the last camellia

“Migrating Geese” by Celia Berrell

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Spring in the Arctic

came two weeks early

and Barnacle geese

had to race to keep up.

 

No more stopping

for rests on their journey.

Three thousand k’s

is a humungous hop.

 

They cruise at the speed

we’d drive through town

with short bursts of

ninety-five k’s or so.

 

Marathon flyers

in feathers and down,

with climate changed seasons

just watch them go!

 

https://www.newscientist.com/article/mg23931881-100-climate-change-is-forcing-geese-to-give-up-pit-stops-when-they-migrate/

“Spring Clean” by Kylie Covark

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Spring Clean

 

How long since I tidied here?

I guess it’s been awhile.

I’ll take it one bit at a time

And start here with this pile.

When did I collect these shells?

Or that stick? Or those rocks?

It must have been at least a year

Since I last saw those socks.

Something’s growing under here!

And wait… Is that thing moving?

I’ve been here for an hour

And this mess is not improving.

What could smell so awful?

And why is that thing green?

Life’s mysteries unravel

When it’s time for a Spring Clean.

 

By Kylie Covark

 

“Spring Whether” by Kristin Martin

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Spring Whether

The weather in Springtime is very uncertain.

It can’t decide whether it’s hot or it’s cold.

It doesn’t know whether to pour or to sprinkle

or whether to simply keep raindrops on hold.

 

The weather in Springtime is quite indecisive,

and that’s why you’ll find in a week, or a day,

it’ll rain and be sunny and cold and too hot.

We never know whether we’ll go out to play!

 

This poem was first published in The Caterpillar, Issue 20, Spring 2018. (As this is an Irish publication, their Spring edition was published in March.)

The poem also appears on my website, http://kristinmartin.net

kristin@kristinmartin.net

 

“A Spring Thing” by JR Poulter with Teacher Notes

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Teacher Notes and Activities  by J.R.Poulter

 

The Seasons have been the inspiration for many poets over the years.

The earliest that I know of, is the beautiful passage of poetry  in the Book of Ecclesiastes, Chapter 3, verses 1 to 8, that begins –

“To everything there is a season,”

This passage, in its turn, inspired the song “Turn! Turn! Turn!”  sung by The Seekers in 1964, The Byrds in 1965, Mary Hopkin in 1968 and, most recently, by Bruce Springsteen in 2008. The song, which is poetry set to music, was written by Pete Seeger in the late 1950s.

Activity: Find at least two other modern songs that speak about the seasons.

 

Spring and Summer generally evoke joyous poems that celebrate the coming of new life.

Autumn and Winter generally evoke feelings of loss, sorrow, longing…

Activity: Find a poem  for each season that reflects the more traditional feelings associated with that season.

Activity: Write a short poem, a quatrain or a haiku, that reflects the opposite of the traditional view of each season. For example, spring might be sneezin’ season, summer might be ‘all hot’n bother,’ autumn could be a celebration of its fiery colours, winter could be all about enjoying winter sports.

 

Spring Thing” talks about the end of Winter and the beginning of Spring.

How do you know this?

Activity:  List at least two phrases or lines that suggest Winter and another two phrases or lines that suggest Spring.

 

Activity: Find examples of the following poetic devices in the poem, “Spring Thing.”

Metaphors,
Transferred epithet
Alliteration
Lines with internal rhyme

 

“Fields of Spring” by Dianne Bates

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Fields of Spring

 

A wilderness of tea-trees

In our paddock playground

One free day in the midst of childhood

A day filled with everything

 

We are wild things,

Charging, ducking, hiding,

Flies swamping our sweaty faces

 

A dove, startled, flies up and

Petals fall like a sprinkle of rain

As we play

Cowboys and Indians

With imaginary guns

Bang! Bang! You’re dead!

 

Falling to the ground face-up

Wisps of clouds slide above

As if breathing in and out.

 

© Dianne Bates

 

“A spring in your step” by James Aitchison

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A spring in your step

 

Boing boing,

Spring’s in the air!

Boing boing,

Spring’s ev’rywhere!

 

 

Blossoms spring out,

Boing boing!

Bulbs are in bloom,

Boing boing!

Winter has gone,

boing boing —

It’s spring, it’s spring,

boing BOING!

 

“Mr Snufflesworse’s sniffles” by James Aitchison

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Mr Snufflesworse’s sniffles

Mr Snufflesworse

is in a bad way.

He caught a cold

the other day.

Despite taking pills,

it won’t go away!

 

When he blows his nose

the bed rocks and shakes.

Boogers come out

as long as snakes,

and when he sneezes,

the whole street awakes.

 

His sinuses are

chock-a-block with muck —

there’s enough snot

to fill a truck.

And here comes more phlegm —

Yuck yuck yuck yuck YUCK!