Habitat Trail Metaphor Poem

If I Were a Jedi-Falcon

(A collaborative poem by Mrs. Beck's first and second grade students)

I'd wish for a woodland adventure every day.
I'd wish for a nitro-booster jetpack.
I'd wish for a forest filled with big, juicy mice.
I'd wish for a Star Wars light saber in my talons.
I'd wish I were invisible so I could sneak up on little birds.
I'd wish I for a grenade launcher on my belly.
I'd wish my scream shot out missiles to locate prey.
I'd wish for a recondroid to spy on baby warblers.
I'd wish for thermal vision to hunt at night.
I'd wish for invincible, rubber titanium feathers so predators would bounce off me.
I'd wish for a loving and caring mate to protect our diaper-Jedis.
I'd wish when danger is near I'd breathe fire.
I'd wish for Yoda to show me the way of the Jedi-falcon force.
I'd wish my feet could carry 85 elephants.
I'd wish I could live longer than 14 years.
I'd wish I could use the Force.
I'd wish every time I felt hungry
a flock of birds would fly by and
I would ascend as high as the wind would carry me.

Mama Says I Read Way Too Much

by Kevin

 

Magic really happens.
Mythical creatures leap
from their crammed book and
come to life. Centaurs,
horse-like birds, and unicorns escape
to the real world and gossip
with wild ones - foxes, eagles, lions
and wolves.

 

They breathe underwater with sharks,

eels, jellyfish, plankton and fly
with pterodactyls, hippogriffs, falcons

and other flying beasts. Little animals swell
as big as houses.

Open a book. Open your mind.

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