Monday, February 14, 2011
9th Graders! Post Poems Here!
Poetry Final
Part I: Type and post poems to Kearl’s Website.• Make sure you have finished writing at least 4 of your poems. (Where I’m From…How to…Extended Metaphor…Poem in Two Voices…)
• Type and post at least 4 poems into your comment. Be sure to include your name.
• You can include an extra poem of your choice for 5% extra credit
Part II: Writing about poetry. To be completed in your English Notebook.
• Using the poem you found and wrote down in the library, write a 2 page essay describing how the writer uses literary elements (repetition, metaphors, etc.) and how those elements effect the meaning of the poem.
• Include a thesis statement and evidence from the poems to demonstrate your point. Example: In “Nothing Gold Can Stay,” Robert Frost uses the extended metaphor of seasons in order to demonstrate the brevity of life.
• Each body paragraph should quote lines from the poem that shows this literary element.
• You will turn in your notebook at the end of class on Wednesday. I will be looking for your poetry log, your organization, and your written final. This work must be done in class. Not using class time will result in a decreased grade.
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How To....Be A Friend
ReplyDeleteSmiles and cries
Giggles and laughs
late night calls and photographs
Be there when I'm happy
Be there when I'm sad
Be there forever
That's a true friend
How To....Be A Friend
ReplyDeleteSmiles and cries
Giggles and laughs
late night calls and photographs
Be there when I'm happy
Be there when I'm sad
Be there forever
That's a true friend -Adela Alvarado
Where I'm From
ReplyDeleteI'm from baby dolls and barbies
I'm from being called short alot and wanting to be a cop when I grew older.
I'm from watching Spongebob cartoons early in the morning.
I'm from late night games of hide and seek and duck-duck-goose.
I'm from being read Clifford books by my older brother at night. -Adela Alvarado
Extended Metaphor
ReplyDeleteHappiness
Flowers in the garden.
Soft warm sand between your toes.
Mom's sweet homemade apple pie.
A bright sunny day in Seattle.
My puppy chasing his tail.
Yellow ducklings in a little pond.
-Adela Alvarado
EXTENDED METAPHORE
ReplyDeleteanger, like a fire,
like walking on needles,
eating sour candy,
like a fire on something
you love, like a polar
bear, black like cement
-Haling Kennedy
Where I'm from
ReplyDeleteI'm from barbie dolls and toy barns
I'm from capture the flag in the dark and kick the can.
I'm from loud country music and Jack Johnson.
I'm from siga sticks on summer nights.
I'm from Lizzie Mguire, Dragon tales and Even Steven.
I'm from long nights of reading series of unfortunate events.
I'm from wanting to be a skater when I grow up. I'm from car crashes and moving all over.
Where I'm from.
Love
Seweet roses and chocolate.
A warm fuzzy blakent.
The sweetest cholate ever
tasted by a person.
Hugs and kisses by a
warm fire. Cuddleing close
together. Warm bright pinks
and velvet soft reds hearts.
Yesterday
Yesterday Yesterday
We fouhgt We fought
Today
Today
We got over
We're happy We're happy
I think I know
Moving on
On to tomorrow
Tomorrow
Lizzy Ellsworth
A POEM IN TWO VOICES
ReplyDeleteyou are so rude! you are so rude!
i hate it when we fight
then stop fighting!
i dont get why you
talked about me
because she asked!
so you had to answer?
it's all your fault! it's not my fault!
we used to be so close
what happened?
you talked bad about me!
i didn't mean for it
to get around
i can't trust you anymore. fine.
fine.
-Halina Kennedy
WHERE IM FROM
ReplyDeletei'm from barbie dolls and color crayons
i'm from volleyball with savannah
i'm from rock music
i'm from twix and skittles
i'm from sponge bob
i'm from 9-11-01
i'm from being read picture books
i'm from wanting to be a singer
i'm from my brother breaking his back
-Halina Kennedy
Happy
ReplyDeleteWalking on the sand in
california the sun's
blazing hot skin turns brown
from blazing sun the
salt from tge blue sea big
waves hitting the rocks
barking and runnung on
the hot sand waters bright
sea blue.
-Alyssa Upchurch
Im from a kitchen and i pretend to cook
im from 9/11 And i crashed
NSYC and britney spears are my heros
I eat sweedish when i play with my toys
I play with barbies in a doll house
Where am i from?
-Alyssa Upchurch
Poems of two voices
You lost my paper
no i didnt
Yes i did you didnt turn it in
Yes i did Do it again
No
your wrong your wrong
-Alyssa Upchurch and Zack Willis
Poem in Two Voices
ReplyDeleteU always think ur right. U always think ur right.
All u do is judge me.
U do everythinng wrong.
U get in trouble constantly.
U don't understand me.
U need help. U need help.
U used to treat me U used to treat me like ur
like a princess. father.
It seems like I dont It seems like I'm
matter to u. invisible to u.
I promise things will get
better.
Hopefully.
I love u dad. I love u too.
- Adela Alvarado
gun smoke all in the air people fallin evry were this is needles to eyes evry time people die fills like im cruhed to a ball cant do nothing at all but fall cant do nothing at all its like when you have a bitter taste in your mouth might as well be in hell i already fell into smoking red hot flames were like a target like a bull charging at a bright red cloth-------brandon.R
ReplyDeletePoem in Two Voices
ReplyDeleteU always think ur right. U always think ur right.
All u do is judge me.
U do everythinng wrong.
U get in trouble constantly.
U don't understand me.
U need help. U need help.
U used to treat me like a princess. U used to treat me like ur father.
It seems like I dont matter to u. It seems like I'm invisible to u.
I promise things will get
better.
Hopefully.
I love u dad. I love u too.
- Adela Alvarado
Where I'm From...
ReplyDeleteI'm from G.I. Joes in their jeep driving through the house,
I'm from leaving everything on the field,
I'm from listening to The Backstreet Boys,
I'm from asking my dad to buy a snickers bar,
I'm from watching Tom & Jerry,
I'm from watching 9/11 on the news,
I'm from reading Where the Sidewalk ends,
I'm from wanting to be in the Army,
I'm from hating Mrs. Linquist.
Happiness
Stretching in the morning,
My mom making fresh cinnamon rolls when i wake up,
The water in my mouth after football conditioning,
snorkling in Hawaii in the clear water,
a two week old puppy sleeping,
gold I found in a cave,
Poem of two voices
You lost my paper
__________________No I didn't
Yes you did
__________________You didn't turn it in
Yes I did
__________________Do it Again
No
Your wrong________Your wrong
How to make my mom proud
Breakfast in bed,
cleaning the house,
massaging her shoulders and head,
getting rid of the mouse.
Being nice to her,
go to the store for her,
cut the dogs fur,
kick the cat that won't stop its pur.
-Zack Willis
I'm From
ReplyDeleteI'm from toy story
I'm from The original box
I'm from a muddy field
I'm from chocolate and gummy bears
I'm from bikini bottom flipping krabby patties
I'm from Eragon
I'm from a plane flown through the twin towers
I'm from sweet child o' mine and Thunderstruck
I'm from not seeing my parents seperating
How To Make Cereal
Walk in the kitchen
Grab the box
open the box
pour the contents into bowl
add milk and spoon
eat and enjoy
Happiness
The moment the rain stops
Hershey's Chocolate
A pillow to rest on
A small person laughing
puppies wrestling together
a clear sky of blue
Poem in Two Voices
I am peter I am Chris
I am poor I am rich
I have problems I have problems
My family My parents
My wants My wants
Unfullfilled fullfilled
I am 15 I am 14
I want food on the table I want my parents
attention
I lay awake hungry I lay awake sad
My hope My friend
My parents My love
carries me through carries me through
-Anthony Miller
Poem in two voices....
ReplyDelete"BFFs Forever"
By Jackie Lemus
I thought we'd be friends forever
But I guess people change
I can't stand liars
And you lied
I wish we'd never met
BFFs forever
That's what I thought we'd be
Can't believe you lied
I'm sick of your lies
Just admit it!
I don't need explanations
Just leave me alone, liar!
BFFs forver?
Pshh, whatever
Extended metaphor poem...
Depression
By Jackie Lemus
Death rotting underground
Knifes stabbing your heart
Dead squirrel on the road
Stab on the chest with a saw
Helpless bunny in woods
Black hole with no return
Where I'm from...
By Jackie Lemus
I'm from teddy bear land under my bed
From the nintendo 64 on top of my old TV
I'm from the Spongebob skateboard sitting on the side of my bed yelling my name to skateboard outside
I'm from super Mario Bros and the fireballs thrown at Browser
I'm from Donkey Kong hidden under my pillow, because my dad would get mad if I played it
I'm from the late afternos in the park, kicking the soccer ball across the field
From the smll green ball bouncing back and forth, across the net
I'm from hiding behind the bushes, waiting to be seeked by my cousins
I'm from the backyard on our house jumping rope with Sayra, and from the Saturday mornings singing to Dora The Explorer & Spongebob
I'm from Saturday mornings and the Laffy Taffys, Mento's, Twizzelers, & Cotton candy
From the gummy bears hidden in my magical Spongebob backpack
I'm from the 6AM mornings, getting up to see Dora, Spongebob, Blue's Clues, and Cat & Dog
I'm from the morning of September 11th, and the crying and screaming knowing my favorite aunt had died in her job
I'm from the late nights not being able to sleep
Having the cat in The Cat In The Hat help me sleep
From the dreaming to be Spongebob as an adult
How to.....poem
By Jackie Lemus
How to be a lady is frustrating
Walk straight
One leg after the other
How to be a lady stinks
Cross your legs while sitting
Wear dresses and heels
Smile and wave
How to be a lady is boring
Moma always said, "You gotta be a lady. Ladies do not play soccer!
How to be a lady!?!?!?!
Don't play sports, don't talk back, get married, have children
Too much that I can't handle
How to be a lady stinks
My poems by Natalie Mitchell
ReplyDeleteWhere I'm from
I'm from barbies, polly pockets, and collecting stuffed animals
I'm from late night games of hide and seek, and tag
I'm from spending everyday with my best friend Solomon, whos like a brother to me
I'm from Britney Spears and the Backstreet Boys
I'm from twix, jelly beans, and the fruity taste of razzles
I'm from blues clues,and the excitement of nickelodeon
I'm from the devistating crash, planes flying into buildings the day before my birthday
I'm from teachers reading out loud, with the magic tree house in their hand
I'm from listening to music, and wanting to become a dancer
I'm from being the short girl everyone makes fun of, the quiet one no one understands.
How to
How to be a better person
Don't talk down to me, don't backstab
When your mad, tell me. Don't hold it in
I want to know what is wrong with you, why don't you show it?
Are you trying to make my life difficult?
When I try to talk to you, don't ignore me
Don't treat me badly, don't hurt my feelings
I was so good to you, yet you did not return the favor
I help you all the time, I'm there when you need me
But when I need you are you ther? Never
I guess you'll just make me your slave forever.
Fear
Dirt, a pitch black forest.
Cold metal door, rusted.
One year old rotten food.
Smoke clouds ending a path.
Wolf prowling in the woods.
Moss covering the forest.
Two voices
Why did you say that about me?________Why did you say that about me?
I heard what you did, and I believed it.________Just because you heard it doesnt mean its true!_________Well I dont care, I'm going to tell everyone._________Why would you want to ruin my life?________Because your stupid, and a horrible friend.___________Well you were a waste of my time anyways._____I hate you.______I hate you.
Natalie Mitchell
I'm from legos, sprawled
ReplyDeleteacross the dirty floor.
I'm from the GameBoy Advance
and the revving engine of Mario Cart.
I'm from summer games of baseball,
from the swish of the small basketball,
from the cheers of my family after my first goal!
I'm from the speakers of the hunky T.V.
playing the Dragon Tales theme song all day long.
I'm from the mixed skittles and gummy snacks.
I'm from the terrorist attacks of 9/11.
I'm from the commotion and drama.
I'm from the room where I spent days
reading the "Magic Treehouse" series.
I'm from the dream of being Ash someday.
I'm from the crazy childhood...
But its mine!
-Andrew Reunanen
How To...
ReplyDeletePrivate match,
One v. One
It is time for quickscope fun!
30 kills, on the map Rust
Interventions from dawn til' dusk.
Minescule health, for One-Shot Kills
But no camping on the hills
Radar on and killstreaks off
Final kill, 360* off...
the top
- Andrew Reunanen
how to annoy a teacher
ReplyDeleteshow up to class loud, late, and all about
with headphones in and pants sagged down
make sure to talk to every girl on you way to your seat
when you hear theres a test you throw a fit and start to cry
if the teacher leaves remember to hide his stuff like a laptop
after all that go right a story about it and maybe he'll smile
Where I’m from
ReplyDeleteI'm from legos bikes and monopoly
I'm from Mountlake Terrace swimming, and basketball
I'm from skittles and Hershey bars
I'm from Jimmy Neutron and Captain Planet
I’m from African American president
I’m from Greek gods and goddesses
I’m growing up to be a cop
I’m from missing Pokémon episodes
How to run a pacer
On the first 10 times you reach there as fast as you can but not sprinting so you don’t get tired on the first 10.on the next 20 you run there and reach there right as it switches on the last 20 you sprint and dig deep so you could finish . You made it great job you finished.
Extended metaphor
Blood as it drips everywhere
Lump and bruises so much pain
Vomit tastes so bad
Person lying down in pain
Tiger eat to survive
He had a big black eye
Poem in 2 voices
You annoy me! You annoy me!
You’re always out
Of your seat bothering
Other students
You never stop giving test
And keep going on and on
During class taking away
My IPod and Cell phone
Your super annoying!! Your super annoying!!
I’m here for you to
Succeed in life
I’m not here for nothing
I’m here for your learning
You have nothing to do
But make test and watch
We fail our test
You don’t get or do
Anything during the hour
And a half you are in here
YOUR ANNOYING ME!! YOUR ANNOYING ME!!
-Anthony TUong
Extended Metaphor
ReplyDeleteConfusion inside me
Nova gas is the smell
Sky diving through the clouds
I taste mystery gum
Stuck being nova raed
Chicken with its head gone
Grey and yellow, confused.
- Andrew Reunanen
how to annoy a teacher By George Hinds
ReplyDeleteshow up to class loud, late, and all about
with headphones in and pants sagged down
make sure to talk to every girl on you way to your seat
when you hear theres a test you throw a fit and start to cry
if the teacher leaves remember to hide his stuff like a laptop
after all that go right a story about it and maybe he'll smile
Where i am from By George Hinds
ReplyDeleteI am from gummy worms and star bursts
With cavities and pulled teeth
Glued to the screens of star trek and bugs bunny
I have been born into the era of terrorism and oil dependency
reading goosebumps and the magic tree house
i am part of the technological revolution
they call us the I generation
I'm From...
ReplyDeleteIm from a cars drivers seat that was made out of plasic.
I'm from a two religous family and had two of everything.
I am from a person with two kids, but one egg.
I am from a land of freedom, and where kids live and play together.
I am from an appartment building with a court yard and kids playing four square.
I am from a parent where she like her house cleaned everyday and likes to cook dinner and have good wine.
I am from a country where other people from different countries fly airplans into buildings.
I am from a family that has two religions.
I am from a women who has loved me every single day scence I was born.
-Zack Strauss
Happiness
ReplyDeleteBy: Miles E. Tibbits
Happiness is the best
Smells of good tasting fruit
Feels as a comfy bed
It tastes refreshing
Like a cherry Dr. Pepper
It like a cool breeeze
or a dark red drumset
It makes you feel at home.
A poem in two voices:
Mom: Son:
I dont care-----I dont care
what you think----About you
You cant drive
its dark
And your drunk
No, I've only had two beers
You cant drive--------I can drive
You dont have a license
You havent haved in weeks
You'll crash
Give me my keys
No
Your ruining my life
You hid my keys
you sold my dog
Even when
We couldnt afford him-----We could afford him
I love you but I dont want you to get hurt
Shut the hell up
How to Poem:
How to get out of school:
Call your parents to pick you up
And fake being sick
anything works
As long as it makes you stay home
first learn how to act
Seeing is believing
If your parents see you dont feel good
your home free
And if your parents ask you if you want to eat
Say no I don't feel good and
They will believe you more
I hope this helped
And got you out of school
And mabye when your older your kids
Will use this too
Where I'm From:
Im from countless lego creations
scattered across my room
Im from skateboarding for long hours
Down steep hills
Im from playing Xbox and football with myfriends
From remote control car races
I'm from charelston chews from Nama's Candy
From peppermint patties
which make you feel like
Your on top of a mountain
Im from playing the drums
from blasting Ozzy Ozborne Music in my room
I'm from watching family guy on my T.V.
I'm from reading lightning theif books
I'm from almot expieriencing a disaster
I'm from being in New York when 911 happened
I'm from moving from ALbany, New York
I'm from Edmonds Washington
-Miles E. Tibbits
Where I'm From...
ReplyDeleteI'm from the builders that made the giant lego spaceships,
I'm from the generation of gaming,
from the PS1 and fighting games,
from the gamecube and zelda series.
I'm from the games I played with my friend Bryan.
I'm from the car where we listened to the radio.
I'm from the candy stores with Hershey bars.
I'm from the Cartoon Network and Nick stations.
I'm from the group of people that remember 9/11.
I'm from the listeners of the Harry Potter series,
from the Build Your Adverture books aswell.
I'm from the dreamers of the children,
from the children wanting to be policemen,
from the teens wanting to work with electronics.
I'm from the loners of the playground.
-Zachary Cook
Extended Metaphor
Hope
The calogne on a job
seeking American.
Rought edge of a poker
chips in a casino.
Delicous cake that
still needs work. The rise
and fall of the DOW
market chart. Frighten
deer running from a
lion. The yellow sun
showing there is still
time to finish their
almost done project.
-Zachary Cook
How to be...
How to be a student
Get up early,
everything is ready for school,
go though the doors,
dont act like a fool.
Make sure you study,
your ink gets fader,
finsh the work,
turn in your paper.
-Zachary Cook
Two voices
Student and Teacher
You never listen, You never listen,
To my problems. To what I teach you.
You never listen, You never listen,
to how I learn,
to the lessons,
to how I write,
to the help,
to how I remember,
to the notes.
You never listen, You never listen,
to what I have to say,
to the speeches.
I need your help. I can help you.
-Zachary Cook
(Where I'm From)
ReplyDeleteI am from barbies and lincoln logs.
I am from a constant supply of at least 13 dolls.
I am from a world of beanie-babies and giant bears.
I am from monopoly and sorry, for which I alwayd defeated.
I am from the driveway that my sister and I learned to play basketball and ride bikes.
I am from my apartment that held games of capture the flag, baseball, or which tag every night.
I am from "oops I Did it Again" and "Please don't go girl".
I am from my enourmous old room that my sister and I would watch disney, Dexter and Cat Dog together in.
I am from the floor in my living room while my mom was fixing my hair, and on the T.V the planes were crashing into the buildings and making them fall over and over.
I am from candy corn, and rolos that I always ate with my grandma and sister.
I am from the elephant book that I first learned how to read.
I am from the dreams of being a doctor, a whale trainer, and an ice skater.
I am from the church that held my grandmas funeral.
I am from the school full of kids asking why I only have a mommy.
(How To) Be Grown Up
To be a grown up girl, you only have to do a few things: You have to eat all by yourself with a spoon or a fork. You have to say "please" and "thank you" and not act like a dork. You have to use the potty; no more diapers. You have to behave in public and not act too hyper. You have to follow the golden rule... hat meand no fighting. No pushing, no hitting, and especially no bitting. If you follow these rules for the rest of your days, you will find yourself happy with you life and amazed.
Happiness (extended metaphor)
The smell of dinner on
the stove. The velvety
softness of my blanket.
The taste of baby snacks
when she decides she wants
to share. A smile from
ear to ear. Watching an elephant
have fun in a pond. The
purple of Biebers
supras.
(Poem in 2 voices)
Girl Boy
You talked to me You talked to me
and I couldn't breathe.
I couldn't speak so I
just nodded.
I wish you would say
more than a nod or a
yes; it's annoying.
I'm sorry I'm sorry
for staring at you.
I just can't help
myself.
for being mean to you
when we talk
I see you I see you
and avoid you in the and avoid you in the
hall because it hurts halls because I don't
to see you. want to be around you.
This sucks This sucks
By: Mariah Davis
TWO VOICES, erm well three.
ReplyDeleteMirza, Zalman, Stevana.
Where are the snicker doodles?
Where are the snicker doodles?
I omnomed them.
Screw you sir!
Screw you sir!
Ah, Ahh, Ahhhhhhh
I'm leaving!
The snickerdoodles!!!!!!!!!!! D:
Ah,AH,Ahhhhhhhhh
Im back...
I thought you left?
I thought you left?
With food!!!!
Zalman sherwood
ReplyDeleteWhere im from
I'm from duke nukem, crash bandicoot, legos, and the infamous G I joes.
I'm from the killers, with their killer music
I'm from Mini m&ms from the corner store
I'm from power rangers,tella tubies, and the hilarious laugh of sponge bob
I'm from the tragic day of 9 11
I'm from bareny books
I'm from a objection yelling lawyer, ninja GI joe
Im from my parents arguing my brother
Zalman sherwood
ReplyDeleteFear
Perfect perfume, sudden weight
Put upon, the taste of blood
A constant step of danger
Like a tiger pounce.
Black red blue and yellow.
Zalman sherwood
ReplyDeleteHow to
How to be better,
You need to be,
You need to dress,
You need to feel,
You cant hurt,
You cant love,
You have to be yourself.
Extended Metaphor
ReplyDeleteScared
The smell of a old
house. Goosebumps rising
on your arms and legs.
Sour sweat running down
a person's face. A
pig getting ready
for the slaughter house.
Red splatter left on
a crime scene.
-Zachary Cook
Extra Creadit Poem
ReplyDeleteMiles E. Tibbits
Tips For Playing The Drums:
To play the drums well
You need to be in time
If you listen to my tips you should be just fine
When your paying by yourself its good to try new things;
But when your playing with a group just keep a steady beat;
And dont loose your attention because
You always need to stay on your feet
And when your doing phils
put them in once in awhile
Because if you usr them too much you will
Surely mess up
So when your playing with a group keep a steady beat;
And only play some phils so you can still stay on your feet
-Miles E. Tibbits
Extended Metaphors:
ReplyDeleteChocolate smell in air.
Cool breeze waving through hair
Sweet vanilla ice cream.
Baby footprints in sand.
Baby turtles birth.
Colors in spring pics.
- Zack Strauss
How to...
ReplyDeleteYou start the car. Put it into gear and then drive away.
You check to see what is on the radio,
while flipping through the channels you stop on a station you like.
The rock station, the best oldies rock ever playing in my car.
You look down to change the air temperature in the car.
Suddenly you look up and you realize that you are traveling-
into your right lane then crash into an oncoming car on your left.
The seconds you have left you remember that your life is going to be over.....
- Zack Strauss
Poem in to voices...
ReplyDeleteMamma, I miss you.
I wish you can come home,
I know it has been hard for the both of us.
I know sweetheart.
I want you to be by my side.
I miss your cookin, 'cause daddy doesn't cook.
I will becoming home soon!
I want to be with you,
I really want to.
I love you! I love you!
I miss you! I miss you!
- Zack Strauss
how to poem by clay johnson
ReplyDeletehow to be a man
a man plays sports
a man hides his feelings because its nobodys damn business
a man works hard to accomplish goals
a man watches sports on TV
a man goes to a bar and gets into a fight and wakes up wondering what the hell happened.
a man has a girlfriend or wife
a man treats women with respect
a man raises a family
a man if married never divorces
a man defends his beleifs
a man..............
is a good person
two person poem by clay johnson
ReplyDeletestudent and the teacher
leave mea alone. i want to help you
i hate the homework
the tests
all of it
you need this
to help your future
to give you the life you dream of
i dont care
i live in the now
just leave me alone
let me help you
why wont you listen?why wont you listen?
extended metaphor by clay johnson
ReplyDeleteanger
you took yourself away
you took yourself from us
the ones who love you
the ones who cared for you
the ones who would have done anything for you
you.....
you pulled the trigger
i hate you for it
i never even met you
your memory is like a needle in a haystack now
sometimes i cant find it
but when i do
it pokes me
and makes me bleed
you took you from me
you were once a champion among men
now......
to me.....
you are nothing
OLIVIA MALTOS
ReplyDeleteWhere I'm From
I'm from barbie dolls
Santa Clause and the Easter Bunny
I'm from hundreds of appartments
Kittens and puppies
I'm from Disney and Spongebob.
Happiness
Perfect harmony, sudden relief.
A sweet taste and a smile.
Like a rainbow.
Red Orange Yellow Green Blue Purple.
How to be nice:
Add a smile
A small compliment
Mix in some nice hand gestures
Walk with your head up
Stir in some legit happiness
and you have been nice.
Two voices
I don't want you doing that.
I do what I want
I do it because I like it
Why do you like it are you depressed?
Do you need help?
No
its just fun.
Well ok then
if your depressed tell me
but have fun and be safe.
I will
thank you
Poems By:
ReplyDeleteNathan Vulliet
Where I'm From:
I'm From Bionicles and Legos,
to Hot wheels and Tinker toys.
I'm From Baseball to Football and Wrestling,
From Life and Monopoly to Guess who and Stratego.
I'm From U2 and Creed
from Country and rock
I'm From Gummy worms and Laffy taffy to Pixie sticks,
From Hershey's chocolate to Snickers and Reese's Peanut butter cups
I'm From Pokemon to Yu-Gi-Oh,
from a fighting show the Dragon ball series.
I'm From a time of pannic and fright, 9/11/01.
I'm From Dr Seuss to Shel Silverstein,
from Fox in sox and The foot book to The missing piece.
I'm From when we all wanted to be like dad.
I'm From when my brother would always annoy me.
I'm From a different time.
How to...
To be a Jedi.
Do not love,
Love leads to stress.
Stress leads to anger,
Anger leads to hate
Hate Leads to...
The Dark Side...
Extended Metaphor
Love is...
The sweet smell of roses,
Chocolate and perfume.
The warmth of a tight hug
from friends or family.
Sweet taste of chocolate,
on my Valentines day.
Lots of big bright pink hearts.
A mama Bear with its
cubs in a big warm cave.
Pink, red, and Purple brings
Love on Valentines day!
That's it.
Thanks for reading!
Extended Metaphor by George Hinds
ReplyDeleteJealousy makes me sweat
like hot metal to skin
spicy pain in my mouth
not getting picked to play
a man competes for love
as do i but he wins
jealousy is all this
Poem in 2 voices by George Hinds
ReplyDeleteI am death
And i am Life
and together we are one And together we are one
I am all that breaths
The essence of the world
without me there is nothing
all things good must come to an end
i keep the scales from tipping
if life goes unchecked then chaos will be born
although i am all that is
i cannot be without death
for i will become chaos
i am the moderator
he who keeps balance
the misunderstood
without life i am nothing
without death i am chaos
together we are one together we are one
or alone we are none or alone we are none
Extra credit poem By George Hinds
ReplyDeletei am just a stuffed toy
born to mend frowns and comfort deep down
my brothers and sisters went with nice kids
but i got stuck in daycare hell
the bells are ringing and the crayons are flying
the small feat are pounding and the big doors are slamming
this is my day in daycare hell
we have lands of boogers and falls of snot
with rainstorms of juice and blizzards of barf
this is no place for a softy like me
they claim they love me
but i know the truth
tantrums and throwing are not for me!
i dream of a day when they learn to play
Dig a hole, fill it in
ReplyDeletedig it again, and fill it in
jasus, whats the point
but see how much beteryour getting at it
so dig a hole, fill it in
Saddniss
stuckin a room with smoke
can't gget out, i can't breath
i need to get out now,
i curle in a corner
then i see a window
outside the window is,
a bunny runned over
theres nuthing in the room
no light, no sky, just me
alone, sad, filled with smoke
Where I am from
ReplyDeleteI am from pickup baseball games in my neighborhood
I am from rainy days we stayed inside to play game cube
I am from jumping on my trampoline
I am from watching Lizzie Maquire
I am from eating chewy gummy bears that I ate while starring at the television
I am from not eating all my dinner
I am from having and early bed time
i am from throwing tempers
I am from whining and crying to get my way
I am from wanting to be older
I am from tragedies, family deaths, and bad conclusions
I am from watching on the news, 911
I am from my brothers 6th grade best friend dieing in a car wreck in Idaho
I am from realizing my Dad isn't there for me and drank too much
I am from my mom always working and parents always fighting
I am from going through a lot of good and bads
But I will always be from what my mom taught me and is still teaching me in life.
I will always be proud to say I came from my mom.
-Cody Springer
How to.
ReplyDeleteHow to keep my mom happy?
Get good grades
Eat all my dinner
Don't fight with my brothers.
Do my chores.
Get good sleep
Don't get drunk
Don't smoke weed.
Not smoking anything.
Try my hardest
Don't act out fro attention.
Act my age.
Be mature
Help my little brother out
Don't let her down
I know I screw up
A lot at that
Too much
But I know as long as I try
My mom will always be happy and love me.
-Cody Springer
Sad
ReplyDeleteSmells like old lady perfume at the funereal
Feels miserable and helpless
Tastes like tears running down your face to your mouth
Looks like a pug
It puts you down like a Seattle gray skied rainy day.
-Cody Springer
Juniour Cody
ReplyDeleteI need you I need you
To love me
To leave me alone
to want my
and go away
You amaze me You amaze me
For how annoying you get
For how lovely you are
I want you Leave me alone.
-Cody Springer && Juniour some?
Juniour _______________Cody
ReplyDeleteI need you ____________ I need you
To love me
_______________________ To leave me alone
to want me
_______________________and go away
You amaze me __________You amaze me
_______________________For how annoying you get
For how lovely you are
I want you ____________Leave me alone.
-Cody Springer && Juniour some?
I need You; I Need you
ReplyDeleteTo Love Me;
To Leave me Alone
To want me;
An go away
You Amaze me; You Amaze Me
For how annoying
For How Lovely you are;
Id Like for you; Id like for you
To notice me; To stay away from me
Please
Please
I need you; I need you
To stop
To love
Juniour Opoku-Mensah; Dakota Lee Springs <3 :)
Where Im From
ReplyDeleteIm From the place that never rains
Im from riding my big blue bike and thinking I was all that
Im from wearing button up shirts and khakis to a privite school to saggy jeans and white tess in public school
Im am staying in the apartment all day every day to staying out of the house all day everyday
Im from yelling at the speakers on TV hoping to get a reaction from one of the characters on 'Barney'
Im from watching Rollie Pollie First thing in the Morning while waiting for my eggs
Im from being told im a failer
to being told im a leader
Im from being small
To being one of the competive and athletic people you will ever meet
I know where im from
I know where im going
I am going to succeed
-Juniour Opoku-Mensah
How To Make Momma Proud
ReplyDeleteWhatever you do, don't talk back
Always wash the dishes whether their yours or not
Never ever raise your voice at her
Always make sure the house is clean
Never ever leave the house without telling somebody
Always call home on time to check in
Don't ever be disrespectful to her or any other adults
Always make sure chores are done
Never lay a finger on her
Always cherish her for the sweetheart she is
Keep in mind without this woman working hard for 9 months, you wouldn't be here
Always be willing to show her shes important
Never ever take her for granted
ALWAYS keep her happy.
-Juniour Opoku-Mensah
How to snowboard
ReplyDeleteWhen you’re up on the slopes start out slow,
Take a couple runs and you’re good to go.
When you’re racing down the mountain feel the breeze,
But you gotta remember stay clear of the trees.
It’s always smart to board with a buddy,
cause when you fall on your butt you could lose your money.
After you get of the lift start boarding down,
Pull off some tricks and stop being a clown.
Connor Shivley
Anger
ReplyDeleteAnger smells like blood and sweat,
It would feel red hot like burners on a stove.
Anger would taste rotten like old milk.
Anger makes me think of terrible things.
If anger was an animal it would be a tiger,
Ready to attack its prey.
Anger reminds me of the color red,
Like mercury in a thermometer.
Connor Shivley
Unfriendly neighbors
ReplyDeleteJoe: I wouldn’t touch that even if I had a hazardous waste suit!
Larry: you think I want to clean it up it’s your dog!
Joe: how do you know it was my dog? Do you not have a life and just peek out the window all day and watch everything.
Larry: your dog is the only one in this neighborhood besides Mrs. Smith’s dog down the street but I know for a fact her dog would never do that.
Joe: 99% of the world doesn’t care and I ain’t gonna clean it up either.
Joe: Ha-ha ha
Larry: what’s so funny?
Joe: nothing you’ll figure it out.
Larry: you’d better pick it up if you know what’s good for you.
Joe: oh I’m so scared, why don’t you grow a pair and pick it up I’m freezing my tail off!
Larry: Nah you pick it up I don’t leave trash in your yard and that doesn’t give your dog the right to either!
Joe: I’ve had enough I’m goin inside have fun cleaning the dog crap off your lawn, oh by the way you stepped in it like five minutes ago.
Connor Shivley
Where I’m from
ReplyDeleteI’m from milk duds and paydays.
I’m from Dr. Pepper and Doritos.
I’m from G.I Joe’s and James Bond on Nintendo 64.
I’m from Legos and model trains.
I’m from hot wheels and match box races.
I’m from SpongeBob and Scooby Doo.
I’m from hanging with family and shooting pool.
I’m from baseball and playing the drums.
Connor Shivley
Im from stuffed animals and dolls in the playground
ReplyDeleteIm from marco poloand hide and seek wo=ith my friend jessica
I liked the way mexican music makes me feel like dancing
Im from a store full with gummy bears and chocolates
Im from a land of spongebob squarepants and powerpuff girls
Im from the book cat the cat
Im from the time of princess
Im from a place where i had to leave my family in mexico.
dulce hernandez
Valentine's day is a live day, love is the color red like, your heart that reminds you of tasting your favorite chocolates when you, kissed that special person you feel, butterfly in your stomachs that you, feel it's smells like fresh perfume, love reminds you of newborn babies.
ReplyDeletedulce hernandez
Howcome i feel the way i feel?
ReplyDeleteWhy do i know my love for you is real?
What to do, now i know my love is true?
To another person you belong.
And i know, that i was like wrong.
But i have no regretm
Only sometimes i wish we had never met
I really can't help how i feel,
And i hope the things you said were real.
You still have my heart,
Please, please don't let it fall apart
dulce hernandez
I'm from Barbies and Play Dough
ReplyDeleteAnd the reason I did everything was because my
Mom said so.
I am from the original Nintendo
Play Duck Hunt and Super Mario with my bro.
I am from Gargoyles on Saturday mornings
And watching "Hey Arnold" on my blow up couch As if the world had no other meaning but to Watch all day.
I am from spending all day at grandmas or Auntie Tammies house with my favorite cousin
Playing Batman and Superman tackling the evil One "Grandpa".
I am from the drama and violence of divorce
And broken hearts crying late at night.
I am from the world of Volleyball and picking It over family events.
I am from Lafyy Taffy getting stuck on my teeth as if it was holding on a little bit longer.
I am from the stressing childhhood known as my life.
-Jasmine Milus
How to..
ReplyDeleteThis whole play ddepends on you.
Heres the perfect pass from your libero.
"Outsiiiide", "One one", "RED!!"
Who to set? Right foot forward hands ball shaped
Step in, push it, extend..
Pushing out and following through your super Focused as if something is taking over your body.
SMACK.
You see your outside hitter lay down the ball.
AHHH KILL!!! Job complete.
Now we do it again.
-Jasmine Milus
Extended Metaphor.
ReplyDeleteEcstatic all the time.
Smells like sweet Apple Pie.
Has the feeling of when
You by a brand new toy.
Has the taste of sweetness.
Gives the image of
Hyping up for game day.
Animals like otters
Colors like bright yellow.
-Jasmine Milus
Poem in two voices
ReplyDeleteMake me a Sandwitch
PB&J?
No Ham bitch
But why?
Why do you have to wine all the time
Im a girl
Exactly, so go make me a sandwitch.
-Jasmine M and Andrew R.