From Page to Poem: Booktalks in Verse

April 24th, 2011 by

You’ve probably  heard your teacher or librarian use the term “booktalk” — meaning a book preview kind of speech to get you interested in reading something new. But have you ever come across booktalk poetry? Well, prepare to behold its brilliance!

Fine, I’m just saying that because I wrote these myself. So be forewarned! But it’s National Poetry Month and our Kidsmomo theme is Poetry and Verse — so I couldn’t resist!

First, a limerick for a hilarious book series:

Clementine series by Sara Pennypacker

There once was a girl with a fruit name.
Nobody else was quite the same.
She’s totally funny.
I’d even bet money,
You’ll agree that her books all deserve fame!
 

And next, two haiku (hey! that rhymes!):

Holes by Louis Sachar

I’m at Camp Green Lake.
It’s not green; there is no lake.
Darn my grandpa’s curse!
 

Belly Up by Stuart Gibbs

The hippo is dead.
Was he killed? If so, by whom?
Must investigate!
 

And finally, my masterpiece — a poem for one of my new favorite books:

The Emerald Atlas by John Stephens

Meet the Ps —
Michael, Emma, and Kate.
Evil was hunting them,
But arrived too late.

They’d already been taken
Away from mom and dad;
They lived as orphans
To be protected from bad.

Then one fateful day,
They discover a book.
It’s not as innocent
As it may look!

Before they know it,
They’re in the past,
And there they meet
A peculiar cast:

An evil Countess
And her scary Screechers,
A wizard, dwarves,
And other creatures…

It’s up to the kids
To save the day.
Can they do it?
I will not say!

You’ll have to read
The book yourself;
It deserves a home
On your bookshelf.

Also, check out this Ode to the Mysterious Benedict Society that I wrote a while back.

So, I hope these poetic booktalks have entertained — but more importantly, I hope they’ve inspired! If the spirit moves you, please try your hand at booktalk poetry and share your verse in the comments. I’d love to see what you come up with!

— Karen

Back in the day, Karen used to write lots of poetry. Once, she was inspired to wrote a poem immediately upon arriving in Italy on vacation with her parents. It was all about the horribly hot weather.

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