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Haiku, by Gibraltar Fourth Graders

Created during a workshop at Rebecca Carlton’s Are We Listening? social sculpture/art installation.

Haiku is a Japanese poem of 17 syllables in three lines of five, seven, five words. 

Birds, pictures, time, names

Lights, art, friends, people’s names stringing

Lights, pictures, time, shape

Jade 

Folding the paper 

Precisely on the table

Like in the big sky

James

The birds are in lines

They are illuminated 

Give information

Kevin 

Flying to the line

Sitting on a little tree

Playing soccer home

Landon

I love this field trip

I hear birds flapping their wings

Trees blowing in the wind

Harper

Water trickling 

Down the stream rushing through 

River all day long

____

Birds soaring through the

Air in spring streaking through the

Sky swooping around

Piper

Flying from a tree

The bluebird goes, it sings and 

Sings and from it goes 

No name

Playing with my friends

Is very fun laughing all

The time ha ha ha

–No name

Swimming on a rock

The funny fish sings a song

Swimming out for you!

Lincoln

Birds fly in circles

People paint with water cups

Lights spiraling doors 

Gabi 

I see beautiful

Beautiful artwork it is

Beautiful artwork

Callum

Birds flying up there

Twenty-seven in a row

All will fly to you 

Leila 

Languages flying 

Through the air in a row with

Birds carrying them

Ella

I love nature

In my forest I see snakes

And birds are cool 

Bub

Flying on a wire

The white birds sing a sweet song

Reaching out to you

Avett

Running to my friends

They are playing a game and

Are having fun now

Roman

Falling down reaching

Up flying around the big

Football field for you!

Malachi

Homing pigeons fly

Up in the high sky air 

They fly super quick

Lila


Licking everything 

Sweet loving caring to me 

Cute and cuddling 

Otto

Trying something new

Is it so true that you can fly

Nature reminds me 

Riley 

Sitting in a hand

Flapping its beautiful wings

Following its friends

Duke

B…lank sil…en…ce

All the words have disappeared 

In a trance of white

Anonymous

Catching birds like a 

Flowering tree top bushy

Green birds, birds love you!

Jack

Birds of a feather

Flock together they are so cool

I really like them

Ruth

Birds were flying in 

Fro-do the bird was flying

Fro-do was in flight

Evie

Right so love him alone

He will fly by himself to

Go back home –Eliana