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World Poetry Day, Vladimir Nazor Primary School Đakovo

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World Poetry Day, Vladimir Nazor Primary School Đakovo

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For the World Poetry Day  class 8.c of our school has written several poems with different topics and styles. The students showed their creativitiy and excellent knowledge of the English language  –enjoy the poems!

Nostalgia https://bit.ly/3dot5AL

School https://bit.ly/2O7PKsC

Sun Ray https://bit.ly/3we9ETU

The second most important thing in the world https://bit.ly/2POijvS

Teacher: Sanja Lišnjić

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Life is not fair                                               We love - we loes
We care  - we bruise
Life is not fair
that what we should learn
But never forget to have faith and grow strong
by Dalia Shahein ( A Jordanian poet)
King Abdullah the Second Schools for excellence/ Madaba

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King Abdullah the Second Schools for Excellence/ Madaba/ Jordan- This is written by Jordanian writer Sami Alfaqeeh

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King Abdullah the Second Schools for Excellence/ Madaba/ Jordan- This is written by Jordanian writer Sami Alfaqeeh

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King Abdullah ll Schools for excellence/Madaba_Jordan

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The Bedouin's Song
I'm just a bedouin:
I live in a tent -
Cozy an' fair
Its fabric woven
From rough goat-hair-
A shady cover
In the summer
A rain-proof shelter
In the winter

My possessions:
A single garment - a loose black robe
I call a thobe
A pair of worn out sandals
A coffee kit
And other little things
I put in a sack
That may not fit
With countrysiders' appetites
Or urbanites'

My homeland:
All this infinite expanse
Of deep beige sands

My sole companion:
A faithful camel
Who carries me
And all my stuff
Together we cross the endless desert
And when I sing
Some cameleer song
He gets so light
Out of delight
And makes as if to fly
Towards the sky

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Maria Jaarah
King Abdullah || schools for exellence/Madaba
Jordan

"We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for."

-  Quoted from the movie Dead Poets Society.

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King Abdullah the Second Schools for excellence/Madaba_Jordan

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King Abdullah the Second Schools for Excellence/ Madaba/ Jordan- This is written by Jordanian writer Sami Alfaqeeh

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King Abdullah the Second Schools for Excellence/ Madaba/ Jordan- This is written by Jordanian writer Sami Alfaqeeh

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Summer Pests Winter's gone and soon shall Spring. Summer's close, on doors upcoming. Wonder what its wings to bring but awful pests and cheeks with stings by RULA HIJAZI (A Jordanian poet)

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Summer Pests Winter's gone and soon shall Spring. Summer's close, on doors upcoming. Wonder what its wings to bring but awful pests and cheeks with stings by RULA HIJAZI (A Jordanian poet)

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This is written by my student/ King Abdullah the Second Schools for Excellence/ Madaba/ Jordan

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This is written by my student/ King Abdullah the Second Schools for Excellence/ Madaba/ Jordan

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T. Ghadeer Ali

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King Abdullah the Second Schools for Excellence/ Madaba/ Jordan

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King Abdullah the Second Schools for Excellence/ Madaba/ Jordan

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This is written by my student/ King Abdullah the Second Schools for Excellence/ Madaba/ Jordan

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This is written by my student/ King Abdullah the Second Schools for Excellence/ Madaba/ Jordan

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T. Ghadeer Ali

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Jordan

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Jordan

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Shivering flowers
bowing their colourful heads
in a spring garden!

written by: Ena Mandarić

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Sunny summer day
I'm running through the garden
laughing happily!

written by: Arjana Miholjek 7.b

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Jordanian ItinerancyAcross lands of streets, stone and desertA breeze in a waltz for trees to avert,I flow with the freedom of a river in a bayAcross mountains and winds with passion I swayFrom the historical Petra, upon the purity of its sandsTo the salty waters of the Dead Sea, prosperity in handsAt height upon its mountains, O’ Allah I prayEmbellished with the sunset of Wadi Rum, nature sleeps to allayI mosey upon its Rabyeh streets, accompanied by its tender gustI inhale the freshness of its varying cuisine, filled with utter lustGazing at its marvel in a background of family mirthAcross my Grand Ma’s balcony, Jordan fills the earth by Farah Chamma (A Jordanian poet)

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Jordanian ItinerancyAcross lands of streets, stone and desertA breeze in a waltz for trees to avert,I flow with the freedom of a river in a bayAcross mountains and winds with passion I swayFrom the historical Petra, upon the purity of its sandsTo the salty waters of the Dead Sea, prosperity in handsAt height upon its mountains, O’ Allah I prayEmbellished with the sunset of Wadi Rum, nature sleeps to allayI mosey upon its Rabyeh streets, accompanied by its tender gustI inhale the freshness of its varying cuisine, filled with utter lustGazing at its marvel in a background of family mirthAcross my Grand Ma’s balcony, Jordan fills the earth by Farah Chamma (A Jordanian poet)

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On a windy night
enjoying the moonlight sky
a grey eagle flies.

written by: Patrick Teer 7.c

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Light break of the day
fast footballer is running
so eager to win!

written by: Vito Blažević 7.b

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Nighttime shiny sky
white, round moon moving slowly
while watching the stars.

written by :
Matea Božić, 7.b

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Here's a collection of children's poems you can use at class next week and get your pupils inspired to write poems themselves!

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Here's a collection of children's poems you can use at class next week and get your pupils inspired to write poems themselves!

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Loving. Healing. Touching.

Loving. Healing. Touching.

Poems for Kids to Enjoy and Learn From

Poetry for children captures the essence of childhood: the fun, the laughter, the hope, and the inquisitive nature of exploring their world. Exposing kids to poetry early is a great way to build reading skills and a love for poetry. Children will learn new words, practice reading aloud with expression, and be exposed to rhymes. Children's poetry makes reading fun, which will ignite a passion for the spoken and written word.

10 Most Popular Poems for Children

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Explore a diverse collection of modern and classic children's poems. Perfect for reading and recitation, encourages love of literature. Poems for children includes poems for kids, famous children poems and poems by kids. Poetry is a wonderful and fun way to introduce children of all ages to Literature.

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''Poetry is the language of the heart and soul and by appreciating poetry we are appreciating our very existence.''

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Let's celebrate World Poetry Day together!

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Let's celebrate World Poetry Day together!

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UNESCO first adopted 21 March as World Poetry Day during its 30th General Conference in Paris in 1999, with the aim of supporting linguistic diversity through poetic expression and increasing the opportunity for endangered languages to be heard. World Poetry Day is the occasion to honour poets, revive oral traditions of poetry recitals, promote the reading, writing and teaching of poetry, foster the convergence between poetry and other arts such as theatre, dance, music and painting, and raise the visibility of poetry in the media. As poetry continues to bring people together across continents, all are invited to join in.

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We are going to study this poem!
Greetings from France,
Karine

The teabag poem

"l'd like to be a teabag,
And stay at home all day -
And talk to other teabags
In a teabag sort of way . . .

l'd love to be a teabag;
And lie in a little box -
And never have to wash my face
Or change my dirty socks . . .

l'd like to be a Tetley bag,
An Earl Grey one perhaps,
And doze all day and lie around
With Earl Grey kind of chaps.

l wouldn't have to do a thing,
No homework, jobs or chores -
Just lie inside a comfy box
Of teabags and their snores.

l wouldn't have to do exams
l needn't tidy rooms,
Or sweep the floor or feed the cat
Or wash up all the spoons.

l wouldn't have to do a thing,
A life of bliss - you see . . .
Except that once in all my life
I`d make a cup of tea!"

Peter Dixon

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"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 the power to remind us of the beauty that surrounds us and of the resilience of the human spirit."—  Audrey Azoulay, Director-General, on the occasion of 2020 World Poetry Day

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"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 the power to remind us of the beauty that surrounds us and of the resilience of the human spirit."—  Audrey Azoulay, Director-General, on the occasion of 2020 World Poetry Day