Horizons

Another Scale Me (A Math Project)

2010-04-10T14:10:00.000-07:00

By Scott B, grade 6

Pups in the Den

2010-04-06T14:07:00.000-07:00

By Yael A, grade 6

Ghostly Bee

2010-04-02T14:05:00.000-07:00

By Emma S, grade 6

Katherine McPhee

2010-03-29T14:02:00.000-07:00

Alex Evans

2010-03-25T14:02:00.000-07:00

By Emma S, grade 6

Primary Colors

2010-03-10T07:00:00.000-08:00

By Adilene G, grade 6

Summertime

2010-03-08T06:58:00.000-08:00

By Talia A, grade 6

Birds in the Field Museum

2010-03-06T06:58:00.000-08:00

By Erica C, grade 6

Scale Me - A Math Project

2010-03-04T05:34:00.000-08:00

By Rachel S, grade 6

Leaves

2010-02-21T11:27:00.000-08:00

By Adilene G, grade 6

Bark

2010-02-19T11:25:00.000-08:00

By Faith P, grade 7

The Labyrinth - A Sestina

2010-02-18T11:25:00.000-08:00

by Talia A, Grade 6

The cheerful open petals of the flowers

Fell from the sky.

I knew that I was dreaming.

My troubles flying away swiftly,

Like Icharus escaping from the labyrinth,

Galloping beyond the sun as fast as a horse.

The clouds race away fast, like a horse.

The sunshine smiles happily down on the flowers.

The land is a beautiful labyrinth,

Including the clouded sky,

As the wind blows through my hair swiftly,

And brings me a blissful dream.

Then all the beautiful dreams,

Rode away like a horse,

Swiftly.

And the petals of the flowers

That fell from the sky,

Dried up and the earth became a labyrinth.

It twisted, did the labyrinth,

Made of children’s hopes and dreams,

Foggy and fallen from the sky.

And then, there was the scared neigh of a horse,

That was lost and tangled in the flowers,

Whipping its head swiftly.

It got out and galloped swiftly,

Did the baby horse lost in the labyrinth.

In its mane a rainbow flower,

Only found in a dream.

It ran lost in the world, did the horse.

Whinnying up to the infinitive sky.

The wind blew in the sky

And with time elapsed swiftly.

With the flower on the mane of the horse

Coming closer, more magnified like the labyrinth,

I wake from my dream,

The air filled with the pungent scent of flowers.

Forgetting the horse and the sky,

Rising above the flowers, awaking swiftly.

I leave the dream behind, with the labyrinth.

Mummies

2010-02-07T05:46:00.000-08:00

By Erica, grade 6

Untitled

2010-02-05T05:46:00.000-08:00

By Yael, grade 6

My Handprint

2010-01-28T07:33:00.001-08:00

By Lesley, grade 6

Night

2010-01-28T06:57:00.000-08:00

By Adilene, grade 6

Ryan - a Clerihew

2010-01-25T05:55:00.000-08:00

My little brother Ryan,

He looks like a lion.

He tears up the basement into rubble,

But I'm the one who gets in trouble.

By Sammi, grade 6

The Husky

2010-01-24T11:51:00.000-08:00

By Zoe, grade 6

Hazy Chicago

2010-01-14T15:32:00.000-08:00

By Erica C, grade 6

Busy Fizzy Bees - A Limerick

2009-12-22T08:47:00.000-08:00

The bees in the hive were quite busy,

Making honey that was very fizzy.

The taste couldn't be beat,

But the honey was too sweet,

And the whole hive went into a tizzy.

by Mikey K, grade 8

Sestina of Herons

2009-12-17T13:06:00.001-08:00

I see a heron.
The heron is flying.
It spreads its wings out wide.
It goes free.
I look up at the sun giving off light.
Looking at the beach makes me happy.

I am happy
Flying like a heron.
I feel wonderful looking at light.
I see a butterfly flying
I set a firefly free
I watch its wings spread wide

The door way is wide.
I walked through it happily.
At night I sleep freely.
I dream about a heron.
The firefly flies.
I turn on a light bulb and there is light.

I paint with colors that are as light
As the ocean is wide.
I see seagulls fly.
Listening to the ocean makes me happy.
I love herons.
I dance freely.

I feel free.
I feel the light.
I love herons.
The heron carries the sun on its wings, wide.
I dance with happiness
I want to fly.

I feel like I am flying.
I am free,
And I am happy.
My fuel is the light,
My wings are wide.
I am a heron.

Happiness I feel when flying.
Herons are free.
Light fills the doorway wide.

By Priya R, grade 7

A Study in Abstraction & the Geometic Form

2009-12-16T09:34:00.000-08:00

by Adilene G, grade 6

Untitled

2009-12-13T09:34:00.000-08:00

by Lesley R, grade 6

Eye

2009-12-10T13:33:00.001-08:00

by Henry B, grade 6

An artist's rendition of the stereotypical cold war

2009-12-08T09:07:00.000-08:00

by Ryan, grade 7

Squares

2009-12-06T09:21:00.000-08:00

By Sophia, grade 6

I see

2009-12-04T09:06:00.000-08:00

I see firebushes, color changing like a chameleon to match the falling leaves. I see pine trees of whom remain their lively green through the time of barren trees. I see the leaves on the ground like rose petals falling on a starry night. And in it all, the most I see is the beauty of the fall, with acorns scattered across the ground and the geese have commenced their flight.

By Yael, grade 6

Squiggles

2009-12-03T09:01:00.000-08:00

By Lesley, grade 6

Sun

2009-12-02T08:59:00.000-08:00

Lurking in the dark,

Survives and thrives in the light.

This is my shadow.

By Priya, grade 7

Fall Colors in Crayon

2009-12-01T08:58:00.000-08:00

By Talia, grade 6

Autumn

2009-11-30T08:57:00.000-08:00

What I see in fall: a pile of leaves that have fallen from trees, the shiny sky, and a lot of birds. I hear the crunch of leaves, wind moving. I taste the air on the tip of my tongue. I also taste the taste of a plant (its not that bad). I smell that beautiful smell of flowers, like the perfume my mother wears, and the beautiful smell of earth, like the air on a humid day.

By Erica, grade 6

The Pleasures of Fall

2009-11-29T08:56:00.000-08:00

By Yael, grade 6

On My Skin - a haiku

2009-11-28T08:55:00.000-08:00

Howling in my ear

Freezing breathes on my skin

Wind is wonderful

by Priya, grade 7

The Rainbow Smiley

2009-11-26T08:54:00.000-08:00

by Sophia, grade 6

Outside in the Fall

2009-11-24T08:52:00.000-08:00

Elizabeth eating plants

Ms. Frye talks out loud to us

That’s what surrounds us.

by Erica and Elizabeth, grade 6

Thanksgiving Break

2009-11-22T09:26:00.000-08:00

Hi there huskies! I know it is Thanksgiving break, but the Horizons club has been busy the past few weeks. That means I will continue to post new pictures and poems in the next few weeks. You'll get a new post every day or two, so keep checking in.

If you want to see your poetry and artwork on this website, drop by Mrs. Frye's room (Room 120) after school on Thursdays. You can create art with us, or bring in a project you've been working on at home.

Have a happy Thanksgiving!

Raining Petals

2009-11-22T08:52:00.001-08:00

by Priya, grade 7

Autumn Haiku

2009-11-18T11:41:00.000-08:00

Flowers standing tall

But crinkled and brown as if

Their lives have blown off.

By Talia, grade 6

Limerick of Fall

2009-11-12T13:34:00.000-08:00

The time has now come for the fall.
These are the days robins call.
I'd rather not gloat,
But I do have a coat,
So I go suggest that you go to the mall!

by Yael A, grade 6

Falling

2009-10-22T12:41:00.001-07:00

by Erica, grade 6

My Shoe

2009-10-20T13:30:00.000-07:00

By Rose, grade 7

Ladder to Heaven

2009-10-19T15:57:00.000-07:00

By Yael, grade 6

Waterfall

2009-10-17T16:03:00.000-07:00

By Leslie, grade 6

Waterfall

2009-10-16T16:02:00.000-07:00

By Andrea, grade 6

Husky Spirit

2009-10-15T16:01:00.000-07:00

By Adilene & Monse, grade 6

Leaving Trunk

2009-10-15T13:30:00.000-07:00

by Faith, grade 7

Killer Plant

2009-10-14T12:02:00.000-07:00

By Jovany, Grade 7

Sally's Pie

2009-10-13T12:01:00.000-07:00

By Priya, Grade 7

Ocean's Horizon

2009-10-12T12:01:00.000-07:00

By Talia, Grade 6

What is Horizons?

2009-09-10T11:17:00.000-07:00

What is Horizons, you ask? Horizons is a club that meets every Thursday afternoon. We write poetry, draw pictures, create stories, construct collages, and take photographs. The work that students complete will be published here at HuskyHorizons.blogspot.com. Check back for posted work in the future. - Mrs. Frye