As she makes her way along the coast of the United States, she is encountering fog and drizzle. This seems like the perfect time to share the weather poems written by Joan Heysler's 4th grade lass at Jackson Grammar School in Jackson, New Hampshire.
The students learned about how visibility is reported at sea and then read Carl Sandburg's poem, Fog. Next, they went outside and were inspired by the fog rolling in from the mountains.
Here's what the students saw outside their school..
Here is how the fog looked today aboard the TS Kennedy.
Finally, it was time for the students to let their creativity flow.
Here are their weather poems. You'll notice that many include personification, a figure of speech in which an idea or thing is given human qualities or feelings, or is spoken about as if it is human.
Pawprints of Fog
A land of white
eclipsed with colors of brown
the flog slips i to life like a bunny
with feet as soft as the wet brown snow.
It sits on the snow waiting for something unknown to humankind
until the time has come
to slip away
into the field of white
the only thing left
is pawprints and
a wet, damp feeling
of something that might have been.
It's foggy and misty
like an old man snoring
slow and wet like a snake,
a rainy day is upon us
The snow looks like swiss cheese
that the fog is devouring for snack
The gray fog comes out of the sky
like a slimy, gooey slug
The trees are the fog's barracks
and the snow is like a monument
the fog is coming down
like a helicopter to a battlefield
The fog on the mountain
It is slow like a snail.
The fog is coming through the woods
like a mountain cougar hunting
The gray sky descends like an octopus
It gathers everything in all eight arms
until it surrounds us.
Snow is a feather…
but not
With all this snow light as a feather
We still have gloomy weather.
As white fills the sky
The snow melts
and melts
Slow as a snail
A coil of snakes keeping each other warm
in a garden wall
while the clouds wave overhead.
The fog is like a slug
bored and grumpy and sad
Snow melting so fast
as if it's sad
balling out in tears