Weather poems and songs

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.

Sun sun
is breaking through,
clouds are moving,
the rain stops too.

Rainbow rainbow
across the sky,
see-through colours
to tickle my eyes.


Raindrops

Raindrops are such funny things.
They haven't feet or haven't wings.
Yet they sail throughout he air
With the greatest of ease,
And dance on the street
Wherever they please.

Let's Count the Raindrops

Let's count the raindrops
as they pour:
one million, two million,
three million, four.

Alan Benjamin

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.

Rain

When the rain comes down drip drop drip drop,
(flutter fingers down in front of you)
Windshield wipers flip flop flip flop,
(bend arms in front and move them side to side)
Boots in puddles plip plop plip plop,
(move feet up and down)
I wish the rain would never stop.
Drip drop drip, (use motions as you say it)
Flip flop flip,("" )
Plip plop plip plop, ("")
PLOP! (do the motions and jump)

Fun In the Rain

(to the tune of "Three Blind Mice")

Rain, rain, rain
Rain, rain, rain
Dribble, dribble, sploosh!
Dribble, dribble, sploosh!
Grab your boots, your coat, and hat,
Jump in a puddle and go kersplat!
Stomp about and become a drowned rat,
Rain, rain, rain
Rain, rain, rain.

Rain

Rain on the rooftops,
Rain on the trees.
Rain on the green grass,
But not on me!

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


Raindrops

Raindrops, raindrops,
Falling all around,
Pitter-patter on the rooftops,
Pitter-patter on the ground.
Here is my umbrella,
It will keep me dry,
When I go walking in the rain,
I hold it up so high.

One spring day the big round sun
Winked at a cloud just for fun.
That dark gray cloud thundered and cried,
Scattering raindrops on all outside.
But when the sun peeked out from a sunset low
Together they both made a gay rainbow!

Oh, Rainbow(to the tune of "Oh, Christmas Tree")

Oh, rainbow, oh, rainbow,
How lovely are your colours.
Oh, rainbow, oh, rainbow,
How lovely are your colours.
Purple, red and orange, too,
Yellow, green and blue so true.
Oh, rainbow, oh, rainbow,
 How lovely are your colours.


The Fog

I like the fog
It's soft and cool,
It hides everything
On the way to school.
I can't see a house
I can't see a tree,
Because the fog
Is playing with me.
The sun comes out
The fog goes away,
But it shall be back
Another day.

Thunder crashes.
Lightening flashes.
Rain makes puddles,
So I can make splashes.


   Clouds

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


One, Two.
The west wind blew.
Three. Four.
The thunder's roar.
Five. Six. Seven.
Rain from heaven.
Eight. Nine. Ten.
Sunny again.

Alan Benjamin

Mr. Sun

Oh Mr. Sun, sun, Mr. golden Sun,
Please shine down on me.
Oh Mr. Sun, sun, Mr. golden Sun,
Hiding behind a tree.
These little children are asking you
To please come out so
We can play with you.
Oh Mr. Sun, sun, Mr. golden Sun,
Please shine down on,
Please shine down on,
Please shine down on me!

Weather

Weather is hot,
Weather is cold,
Weather is changing
As the weeks unfold.

Skies are cloudy,
Skies are fair,
Skies are changing
In the air.

It is raining,
It is snowing,
It is windy
With breezes blowing.

Days are foggy,
Days are clear,
Weather is changing
Throughout the year!

Meish Goldish

Wonderful Weather

I like to watch the way the wind
can spin a weather vane.

I like to wear my big blue boots
to splash with in the rain.

I like to ride my bright red sled
on cold snowy days.

I like to feel the sun's warm rays
when I wade in the ocean waves.

Wind, rain, snow, and sun
Every kind of weather
is wonderful and fun!

Weather Song

(to the tune of "Oh My Darling")

What’s the weather?
What’s the weather?
What’s the weather, everyone?
Is it windy?
Is it cloudy?
Is there rain?
Or is there sun?

Whether the weather be mild or whether the weather be not,
Whether the weather be cold or whether the weather be hot,
We'll weather the weather whatever the weather,
Whether we like it or not.

Weather

Whether the weather be fine,
Or whether the weather be not,
Whether the weather be cold,
Or whether the weather be hot,
We'll weather the weather
Whatever the weather
Whether we like it or not.

Песня по теме погода или...)))

Расскажу вам, как я проводила урок в 11 классе. Тема - погода, стихийные бедствия. Песни стараюсь использовать заводные. Заставить 11-классников петь - не так-то просто. И вот моя коллега предложила песню Raining man. Я её люблю, но только на этот раз поняла точно, о чем она)))



Вот и думаю теперь, можно ли использовать эту довольно пошлую, но такую задорную, песню на уроках в 11 классе.
Думаю, в некотором роде, это был прокол. Но я теперь многие песни откидываю. Пошлые намеки мне везде мерещатся.

Осень, Лондон, классика...

Это точно моё любимое стихотворение про осень в Лондоне.

Symphony in Yellow
by Oscar Wilde

An omnibus across the bridge
Crawls like a yellow butterfly,
And, here and there a passer-by
Shows like a little restless midge.

Big barges full of yellow hay
Are moored against the shadowy wharf,
And, like a yellow silken scarf,
The thick fog hangs along the quay.

The yellow leaves begin to fade
And flutter from the temple elms,
And at my feet the pale green Thames
Lies like a rod of rippled jade.

Уальд - мой кумир. У него тонкий английский юмор, который я просто обожаю.
Вот несколько его высказываний -

A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.

A man can be happy with any woman, as long as he does not love her.

A man can't be too careful in the choice of his enemies.

A man who does not think for himself does not think at all.

A man's face is his autobiography. A woman's face is her work of fiction.

A poet can survive everything but a misprint.

A work of art is the unique result of a unique temperament.

All art is quite useless.

All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling.

All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That's his.

Always forgive your enemies - nothing annoys them so much.

Ambition is the last refuge of the failure.

An excellent man; he has no enemies; and none of his friends like him.

Обязательно продолжу писать про Уальда.

Стихи про времена года, погоду

Мне очень часто хочется использовать именно такие стихи на уроках. Но уровни разные, стихов надо много - от легких - типа считалочек или чантов - до очень сложных, философских.
Вот некоторые из них. Основная цель использования - расширение лексики.

Man Is A Fool


As a rule, man is a fool,
When it's hot, he wants it cool;
When it's cool, he wants it hot,
Always wanting what is not.
(Anonymous)

Winter

by Dorothy Aldis

The street cars are
Like frosted cakes --
All covered up
With cold snowflakes.

The horses' hoofs
Scrunch on the street;
Their eyelashes
Are white with sleet.

And everywhere
The people go --
With faces tickled
By the snow.


October's Party
-----------------
by Eve Merriam
(учим названия деревьев. Легко запоминается учениками)

October gave a party,
The trees by hundreds came,
The chestnuts, oaks and maples,
The leaves of every name.
The Sunshine spread a carpet,
And everything was grand.
Miss Weather led the dancing,
Professor Wind - the bend.


Spring.

This is the season
When snowdrops bloom,
When nobody likes
To stay in the room.
This is the season
When birds make their nest.
This is the season
We all like best.

Autumn

Rain and wind, and wind and rain,
Will the summer come again?
Rain on house, on the street,
Wetting all the people’s feet,
Though they run with might and main,
Rain and wind, and wind and rain