Krebs' Class Blogs

Constructing, creating, communicating, collaborating, and thinking critically in grade 5.

April 17, 2019
by 26b05aser
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color poem By Aser

What is Blue?

Blue is the color of life.

Blue is the smell of  nature.

Blue is the sight of fun in an airplane we see the sky.

Blue is the sound of peace.

Blue is the touch of a blue sky.

The age of blue is a young boy that plays football.

Blue moves like a young boy that plays catch and runs as fast as a cheetah.

Blue is a Barcelona T shirt.

April 17, 2019
by 26b13mariam
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color poem by Mariam Hameed

What is Pink?

A  color poem by Mariam Hameed

 

Pink is dream clouds

Pink is the smell of peach, dragon fruit

Pink is the sight of cotton candy trees

Pink is the taste of cotton candy with plenty of sugar

Pink is the sound of quiet relaxing time

Pink is the touch of clear smooth

The age of Pink is 3 years old

Pink moves like cute bunny slippers

Pink is my favorite

 

April 17, 2019
by 26b25zahraa
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color poem by zahraa

What is red?

A color poem by Zahraa Hussain

 

Red is my favorite color

Red is the smell of a dirty tomato

Red is the sight of big horse eyes

Red is the taste of ketchup on fries

Red is the sound of a donkey in a zoo

Red is the touch of sticky glue

The age of Red is a big grandpa like 800,000,000 million years

Red moves like a baby donkey

Red is the heart

April 2, 2019
by Denise Krebs
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What is Red? A Color Poem by Mrs. Denise

Red is rich and warm.

Red is the smell of Gettings Gardens strawberries in June, ripe for picking.  

Red is the sight of a brilliant sunset and peaceful lazing at the seashore after dusk.              

Red is the taste of cinnamon lollipops and ice cold water on a hot summer day.  

Red is the sound of clanging cymbals and beating drums of the children’s music class.

Red is the touch of fire, my finger passing through the flame quickly, safely.

The age of red is ancient, bubbling up from prehistoric lava beds.   

Red moves like a spinning, fiery whirlwind on the desert.

Red is rich and warm.

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