What is a zombie?
What does a zombie
look like?
Act like?
Sound like?
Smell like?
Dramatic pause for
what will (hopefully)
be fabulous answers.
NO!
You are all wrong!
A zombie looks, acts,
sounds and smells
just like an…
…8th grader
who has
just finished
5 days of
SAGE
testing!
So, now that we’ve
established that Ms.
Nielsen has an entire
classroom full of
zombies…
… let’s write poetry
about ourselves!
And other zombies!
FYI: Ms. Nielsen really is
freaked out by the idea of
zombies, and they are but it
seems so appropriate for the
occasion that we’re doing
zombie poetry anyway.
Let’s write a
haiku zombie poem!
Oh you lucky, lucky, teenage
zombies. You don’t get to do
awesome stuff like this in science
and math, now do you?
What is a haiku,
you may ask?
A haiku is a dense little nugget of poetry
with some very simple rules: it has to
be three lines, and those lines have to
be five syllables, seven syllables, and
five syllables. That's it.
http://www.zombierama.com/brainwaves/haikuform.html
That's it. Of course,
there has to be
some poetic merit.
It can't just be 17
syllables chopped
into three bits. But
it can be about
anything. So why
not zombies?
http://www.zombierama.com/brain
waves/haikuform.html
Here’s an example:
Nothing more terrible
than zombie adolescence . . .
except Grandpa's breath.
3 lines of poetry: 5/7/5 syllables
5 syllables No/thing/ more/ smell/y/
7 syllables than/ zom/bie/ a/do/le/scence
5 syllables ex/cept/ Grand/pa's/ breath.
Do you want to see some more
examples of zombie haiku?
Of course you do!
Most of the haiku on the next few
slides are from
www.zombierama.com
but Ms. Nielsen did write one of
them. Can you guess which one?
Crowding in the street
The zombies shuffle their feet
No one left to eat.
Dismembered zombies
Heads roll around on the floor.
Soccer, anyone?
Zombie
Bruce Springsteen
was not "Born to Run"; no, he
was born to eat brains.
The vegan zombie
cares not for sweet grey matter
they cry out for graaaaaaaaaaains!
Playing fetch with Spot
is dangerous when the bones
he brings back still move.
Zombies are no fun,
When you see one you must run,
Or shoot with your gun.
After surgery
Zombies cleanup and delight
In take-out dinner.
I hunger for your
delicious cerebellum.
Where's the ice cream scoop?
Crowding in the street
The zombies shuffle their feet
No one left to eat
Now it’s
time for
you to
write your
own haiku.
One final word:
• Zombies are gross and
disgusting, but please
don’t may your haiku
so disgusting that we’re
crossing the line into
violating school, state
or federal laws or the
rules of human
decency.
Thank you!