POEMS
Yellow
Orange
Yellow is a star.
Yellow is the sun.
Yellow is the moon,
When the day is done.
Blue
Orange is an orange.
Orange is a carrot.
Orange is the colour
of the beak of a parrot.
Red
Blue is the ocean.
Blue is the sky.
Blue are the blueberries
I put into the pie.
Purple
Red is an apple.
Red is a cherry.
Red is a rose.
And a ripe strawberry.
Brown
Puple are grapes.
Purple are plums.
Purple is a violet.
And the bruise on my thumb.
Brown is mud,
Brown is toast,
Brown is chocolate,
And a Sunday roast.
Rain Rain
Rain
Rain rain
falls on the street,
mud in puddles
cleaning my feet.
Thunder thunder
rumble and roar,
close the windows
and lock the door.
Clouds clouds
black and gray,
heavy with water
to drop all day.
Let's Count the Raindrops
Let's count the raindrops
as they pour:
one million, two million,
three million, four.
Alan Benjamin
Rain
Rain on the rooftops,
Rain on the trees.
Rain on the green grass,
But not on me!
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Sun sun
is breaking through,
clouds are moving,
the rain stops too.
Rainbow rainbow
across the sky,
see-through colours
to tickle my eyes.
james hörner
When the rain is splashing down
On the fields and on the town
Singing winds begin to blow
And the flowers start to grow.
Raindrops
Raindrops are such funny things.
They haven't feet or haven't wings.
Yet they sail through the air
With the greatest of ease,
And dance on the street
Wherever they please.
Little Raindrops
This is the sun, high up in the sky.
A dark cloud suddenly comes sailing by.
These are the raindrops,
Pitter, pattering down.
Watering the flower seeds
That grow under the ground.
White sheep, white sheep on a blue hill.
When the wind stops, you all stand still.
When the wind blows, you walk away slow.
White sheep, white sheep, where do you go?
Christina G. Rossetti
GROUPE DE TRAVAIL – DSDEN 57 – IEN LVE – CPLVE
Clouds
1, 2, 3, 4, 5
What's fluffy, white, and floats up high,
Like piles of ice cream in the sky?
And when the wind blows hard and strong,
What brings the rain?
What brings the snow?
That showers down on us below?
One, two, three, four five!
Once I caught a fish alive;
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
Then I let it go again.
Why did you let it go?
Because it bit my finger so.
5 toes on every human foot,
5 fingers on each hand,
5 pennies doth a nickel make,
2 fives add up to 10.
5, 10, 15, 20, then comes 25,
30, 35, 40, 45 and stop at 50.
Which finger did it bite?
This little finger on my right.
7 days make a week,
7 wonders in the world,
7 dwarfs with their Snow White
7 seas round the earth.
7, 14, 21, 28, 35,
42, 49, 56, 63.
5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30, 35, 40, 45, 50
7, 14, 21, 28, 35, 42, 49, 56, 63, 70
Sites Internet : http://www.ac-clermont.fr/ia63/langues.htm
http://www.preschoolrainbow.org/preschool-rhymes.htm
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GROUPE DE TRAVAIL – DSDEN 57 – IEN LVE – CPLVE