Welcome and thank you for being part of Warrior English for National Poetry Month.
Instructions:
Post one poem of your original work each week. Anything we have worked on in class for the week is eligible, but remember that it must be polished. Check for spelling, punctuation, as well as refining from the draft work done in class, and be sure that your work is in poetry form with lines and stanzas--not paragraphs.
After you post your poem, reply on at least THREE different poems.
Identify any literary devices that are used within the poems that you reply to along with appreciative and connective commentary.
Each week, please search out poems from people you haven't already replied to and at the very least vary your replies from only your current close friends.
Any DES who are doing this at a later date, do the poetry posts as if you were on the LIVE track and make comments as assigned.
What will be the same as the Slice of Life Story Challenge:
Building on our classroom community that we have developed, comments are encouraged. Remember to be encouraging, sharing, and positive. Any negativity will be deleted and participation points will be taken away.
Sister Jackson's Poem:
From our Found Words exercise using Journey to the Fringe page 91:
Spencer E. (TX)
ReplyDeleteHeroes three, traveling
to save a life. Struggling.
Skeletons loom, towers creak
the monkey boys begin to shriek!
That was a really good one. I like it! You are really good with poems.
DeleteI like this poem. It feels mysterious and adventurous!
DeleteSpencer, you totally put a smile on my face! Your ty them and rhyme were on point. It was catchy and very well writ. It was like a mini story or something. Good work!
DeleteGreat job! I like it. The last two lines seem to just flow together.
DeleteI love this one... at first I was like 'Huh?" but after I finished I audibly laughed. Great poem! :)
DeleteWeird poem. Really made me wonder.
DeleteFound Word, Journey to the Fringe Pg 71
ReplyDeleteAsk about your dreams,
Be not unwilling to use your gifts,
Be persistent to shtrengthen your abilities,
Practice so you might add credibility,
Travel so that you may accomplish your dreams.
(4th Period DE)
I like that one a lot! Good job!
DeleteThis is beautiful! It sounds so hopeful and motivational to me :)
DeleteNicole, this totally reminded me of not hiding our lights under a bushel. It spoke to me and I can relate to that as I keep trying to carry out duties and keep progressing in talents and life. I really loved it.
DeleteI love the idea that that poem puts in my head. It is very good. Great job.
DeleteI really liked this poem. It really relates to the story and to life and I thought it was written very nicely.
DeleteWow I love that. It really reminds me of scripture doctrine and what Heavenly Father wants for us.
Delete- Hawken Kerr
Sounds like Shakespeare to me
DeleteThis is very pretty! Everyone here is so talented.
DeleteI love this poem! It's so inspiring!
DeleteAriel Bilyeu (D.E.)
Jadis Ewell
ReplyDeleteTwelfth Night black out poem
By your patience stares shine over me.
My fate perhaps
shall crave love.
Willing to express sister,
heavens believe.
Pretty poem! It feels very expressive and layered.
DeleteI agree with Ainsley. It is well layered. Though the words don't toast lay make sense, as it is a blackout poem in Shakespearems literature, you did very well in the flow of you poem. Nice work, Jadis.
DeleteGood job! It can be really hard to make do with what you have when making black out poems, you did a really good job.
Delete- Hawken Kerr
I loved how the words seem to just flow together. It was very beautiful.
DeleteI love this... if you don't mind me asking, what page is this on? It seems like the page had some good Poem Writing resources on it...
DeleteSO PRETTY!!!!!!!!
DeleteGo to, be mad
ReplyDeleteMadness is a pleasure
I'll come not near
That singular manner
Blackout from Twelfth Night :)
-Ainsley McFarland, Period 4, DE
That was really good. It makes a lot of sense, unlike my Twelfth Night blackout poem. It flows together and has a rhythm. Great job.
DeleteThat was really good for a black out poem. I like the rhythm and how you got it to kind of rhyme.
DeleteYou just summed up Twelfth Night with your poem. I love your poem.
DeleteI enjoyed Twelfth Night less than all of the others. But this poem was truly beautiful! Great job, Ainsley!
DeleteGood job! This poem sounds super creepy but its awesome
DeleteI like how you said so much in only a few words! Good job!
ReplyDeleteThrough snow, sleet, rain;
ReplyDeleteSunshine, fields, rivers, and valleys
These humbled warriors hiked
Over mountain tops to Zion
This is an 18 word poem/story of... Can you guess who?
That was really good. Is it about the Pioneers?
DeleteThat is a really thoughtful poem! Before I got to the last line I thought of mailmen...
DeleteCaleigh I love the image you painted! I agree with Nat, is it the Pioneers?Haha Julie. XD
DeleteThat was beautiful! I agree with Elise... Painted a great picture in my mind.
DeleteShow don't tell! That's what just happened right here! Pshew! That was so good it sent shivers down my spine! I loved it. The imagery was lovely ;)
DeleteAnyone else have goose bumps...?
DeleteNat Rudd
ReplyDeleteThe Last Book in the Universe 18-Word Story Poem
No life, not one.
The adventure begun,
With crying skeletons
And shrieking ruins.
First challenge to be won.
thats really deep nate, its incredible i like it!
DeleteNice Nat, I really like mood that you set in this context (about "no life"), it let is really fitting.
Delete- Hawken Kerr
I liked that poem a lot. It sounds like it could be an outline for a bokk or something.
DeleteCool poem Nat! It really painted a picture in my mind about the last book in the universe.
DeleteSimple poem indeed
DeleteNat, that really gets me mind going. Very intriguing. You did a very good job pulling the reader into the poem. Keep up the great work!
DeleteA broken heart can sometimes be a blessing,
ReplyDeletemaybe shattered part is where he {Jesus} can start building
his love because he can make diamonds out of ashes .
I love your poem Louis! It painted a nice picture in my mind.
DeleteThat is so true Louis! I love how you said Jesus can build us and make us better.
Delete18 Word Poem
ReplyDeleteI don't think
Shakespeare
Picked up his
Pen and wrote
Perfect Poetry
You write the
bad before great
I love this!!! It is so true! You have to go through many drafts before you finish with something great to read.
DeleteVery true! You have to go through it, change it, and polish before it is great.
DeleteI love this so much!
DeleteIts cool to think about this because even the people that are the best at what they do, even they had to start and learn.
DeleteSister Jackson that poem is so good! It's very deep. I love "knocking in your head" and the part about reflections. Great job!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Miss Julie!
DeleteHawken Kerr
ReplyDeleteEdges on circles
Edges on scrapers
Edges cut
Edges burn
Come walk with me to the forbidden Edge.
18 word challenge - poetry
I love how you described edges! Nice work.
DeleteTrudging ore’ a sandy space,
ReplyDeleteUnderneath a sheet of stars,
Nothing bought could ‘er replace,
Natural magic hid’ in Scars.
A rock of solitary stone,
Plain and simple from without,
Then is cut and partly blown,
And shows the glitt’ring gems within.
Tattered leather shields the pages,
Crinkled, weathered, torn within,
Seen as nothing after ages,
But do not stop before begin.
True beauty lies INSIDE our eyes,
Beneath the stone,
Above the clouds,
If only you will look for it.
This is so true! We do not see the true beauty on the outside. Great writing!
DeleteSo creative! I also loved the "ab ab" rhyming scheme!
DeleteAirplane – By Trevor Christensen
ReplyDeleteEarly wake
Body quake
Getting ready
Feet are steady
Grab your bags
Prepare for lags
Shoes in boxes, jackets as well
Scanning items, far as I can tell
Walking up, I see the plane
Excitement! Fear! I cannot tame
Getting on, I see my seat
Waiting… Waiting… I hear a beat
Sound of jet engines starting to roar
Shaking is the airplane floor
Instantly, I’m pushed back
Pressure, speed, it does not lack
Butterflies in my tummy
The feeling I get is kind of crummy
Up! Up! There we go!
Land and city for below
Views, the mind cannot describe
Good feelings, the perfect vibe
I feel the same way! You described it all so well! Great job bro.*Thumbs up* :)
DeleteWell done!
DeleteWow, I felt like I was going through the airport while I was reading it. I loved the rhyming!
DeleteWow! I am blown away with the creativity and spot on description!
DeleteChris Cox DE P4.
DeletePainted a very descriptive picture in my mind. I love your use of rhyming that fits in the story. Nice Job!
I wish to see the world
ReplyDeleteGoing everywhere and seeing new things
Seeing all different things with wings
Where the birds chirping and sing
Seeing the world would be great
Riding in a train
Or flying on a plane
I like the happy mood of your poem. It reminds me of springtime.
DeleteCarolyn C-Period #1
DeleteWow Abby I like the wording you chose. It all flows nicely and goes together.
So cheerful and light. I felt my spirit lift as I read your writing. Wonderful poem, Abby.
DeleteThis was so great! I feel like I can connect with this, because I want to travel, too.
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DeleteI want to travel too! I think that it would be so much fun! I loved your poem Abby! You're amazing. :)
DeleteSwimming with a passion
ReplyDeleteThose goggle marks from that long sets.
Those sore muscles from that hard practice.
That ugly hair from that chlorine.
That smell from that pool.
Those million ribbon from those million meets.
Those million selfies from those million practices.
Those Days you don't want to go.
Those day you push through.
Those great hot tub discussions.
Those were that days.
I like the theme you chose to write about in your poem. Sometimes I go swimming in the summer. This poem makes me wish school was out.
Deletethats really creative. great creativity !
DeleteSwim is your thing, and I love that you wrote something so strong and clear about it. Good work, Jean.
DeleteTwelfth Night black out poem
ReplyDeleteCross-gartered'?
This is very midsummer madness.
The young gentleman could hardly come near me now.
No
I may appear stubborn to him,
with a tongue of singularity.
That was really good! :)
DeleteI like how you strung together unrelated phrases to make so much sense. It is excellent!
DeleteWow! That is fantastic! It reminds me of the situation from the actual text, and your twist on it made it even more enjoyable!
DeleteHaha! I loved this! When I read it I thought it sounded like what Olivia must have been thinking during that scene. :)
DeleteTwelfth Night Blackout Poem:
ReplyDeleteThe food of love play on;
Tis' not so sweet now,
That Receiveth it alone.
Fantastic! Now I'm hungry for food like steak or something.
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ReplyDeleteWe all have trials.
ReplyDeleteWe all go through our own hell
We get broken down.
We get left behind.
It never gets better.
But we get stronger.
This is the best I could come up with.
-Rachel Morris period 4 DE student
I love this! It explains life in 6 lines. good job!
DeleteI really liked this! I love that style of poems!
DeleteOMG THIS IS GREAT
DeleteYou said you are terrible at poetry, this is epic
You are not bad at poetry. You have a powerful writing voice. Keep developing it.
DeleteI really like this. It perfectly captures the purpose of life in a few short lines. Don't say that this is the best you could come up with as though it's a bad poem! It is honestly really good!
Deletethat's amazing! i loved it and its so true. Keep up the awesome work!
DeleteCarolyn C -Period #1
ReplyDeleteThe railway winds around the turns,
My heart for this experience yearns,
The large, engine makes a wondrous sound,
While the wheels and axle go round and round.
I wish to sit on the soft, red seat,
To watch the trees fly by, and dangle my feet,
I wish to see a white-haired man in blue,
Who gathers our tickets and talks to us too!
Oh how I wish for these wonderful sights,
I say to myself on this beautiful night.
I loved how you used imagery, I could picture everything in your poem!
DeleteStunning poem. You tell a story that speaks to me, and now I long for adventure!
DeleteRed Rudd
DeleteOh man! Now I want to go on a train, but like in the old times. Or even the Polar Express! That would be cool. I really like your poem. ;)
Wow. Simply wow. That was so freaking good! The imagery was perfection, the way it flowed totally captivated me, and the words you used were all so fantastic. I loved this poem. It gave me feelings of excitement, happiness, and adventure; it truly spoke to me. Woo!
DeleteChris Cox DE P4.
DeleteI like the words that you rhymed with. When I say the words I can picture in my mind very well. Good Job!
having take it losing the light,i can now see i didn't make his light a priority. so why should i try to get his light back ? he has assured me he will always be there but i always end up not being so loyal to him, a heart can only take so much before it starts to decline but his heart is pure it never declines no one . How did everything happen so fast, why do i always end up falling to the side i hate ,why do i always listen to the father of liars even when i know he is deceiving me trying to make me miserable. its time i lay down my guard to fully accept the one who has always been there and has forgiven me over and over again if i can count the times hes said i am forgiven its more than the drops in the ocean. its doesn't matter how broken your heart is he will make it a pure diamond(Jesus).
ReplyDeleteYour message is wonderful. Make sure you do proper punctuation and capitalization. Always capitalize 'I' when it stands alone to mean yourself. And for poetry, you must write it out in lines and stanzas--not paragraphs.
DeleteHere is my 18 word poem
ReplyDeleteThousands of miles away,
Youre face is still a blur for me,
but I don't love anything more.
Your message is powerful. Make sure you remember to use 'your' not 'youre' for meaning someone's face.
DeleteRunning away.
ReplyDeleteWhere to go?
What to do?
Not wanting to know,
The truth.
Looking back.
Changing course.
I really like this. :) It explains how my life is a lot! Good job.
DeleteChanging course is a vital part of this life. Your poem is short yet strong in its message.
DeleteThis is very powerful! I really liked the message it sends to the reader.
DeleteMaKenna Moses
DeleteDE, 4th Period
I guess you could say that this spoke to me in a way. I feel like this described my life. I appreciate that you wrote 'changing course'. I have been stuck on looking back, so thank you for reminding me the next step. Really well done! Very powerful!
The wild waves slammed into the rocks, as the girl stared from the docks,
ReplyDeletethe sound is fierce and almost penetrating, as her eyes and ears are fixed on concentrating.
Her eyes open wide, to the sound of footsteps behind.
She turned and saw her younger brother standing there, shivering from the cold and wet air.
He stood there with tears dripping down his little face, she took him in her arms where he was placed.
She held him for the longest time, and told him that he was fine.
His fingers were icicles and his toes were numb, she knew at any moment his time would come.
The ocean waves did cease along with her brother who was now at peace.
This tells me so many stories. Beautiful.
DeleteRed Rudd
DeleteWow! This is awesome. You painted a picture of the setting but also of the emotion going on in the story. My favorite part is when the "...waves cease along with her brother who was now at peace." That is such a beautiful moment. It's as if the ocean understands what just happened and they are paying their respects to the dead. Nice work!!
Chris Cox DE P4.
DeleteYour words are quite amazing. I love how you use dripping and shivering it gives your story a nice touch to make it feel real. Nice Job!
A blessing equals numerous oppositions
ReplyDeleteBut, bearing patience is Key to any situations.
Perhaps you have only smiled sincerely once,
But, it erases all the frowns that you have given that month.
Maybe sorrow has snatched you, with its rope
But, having an eternal perspective gives you greater hope.
That is amazing. I agree with you--eternal perspective does make any situation better. Thank you for sharing.
DeleteThank you Paige! Your comment means a lot. :)
DeleteFound words from page 75 of Journey to the Fringe:
ReplyDeleteA giant sphere,
Hanging from a theoretical string
Somewhere in the universe.
A glittering bead,
Sitting on a dainty chain
Resting on my neck.
Soil, water, fire, wind—
All make up that huge, big ball
Crafted by heavenly Hands.
Rubies, diamonds, sapphires, emeralds—
Each on a face of that small, little bead
Crafted by a miners’ hands.
A gift from Mother Earth
To her children of the surface,
Her reflection in the jewels.
I really enjoy this poem. I love this book we get to read and this is just so good to go alongside it.
DeleteThis is such an amazing poem! Your are very creative!
DeleteRed Rudd 4th Period
ReplyDeleteI am perfectly round and white,
But black spotted.
And I get kicked,
And Kicked,
And KICKED.
WHY?!
Simple but fun! Poor little baby panda. Just kidding! Sorry bad joke!
DeletePeriod 4
Delete(Inspired by Trevor Christensen)
SUMMER
Leafs on trees growing
Lawns needing mowing
Bear foot chases
Muddy hands and faces
Cute little flowers
Light rain showers
Water fights
And mosquito bites
And the only bummer
Is When it's no longer summer
Sometimes you have to wonder what a soccer ball feels like. ;)
DeleteOoohhh. A soccer ball. I was wondering what is was. Cute poem Red!!
Deleteso funny a soccer ball thats cool.
DeleteSadie Larsen 1st period english
I love your 18 words story! It is so funny, thanks for sharing!
DeleteKyAnne D period 4
ReplyDeleteSister Jackson I loved your poem! I wrote one similar to yours, about mirrors. I really liked the way it flowed and the feeling of sadness with a kind of weary hope to it.
KyAnne, I'm glad you like it. I appreciate the explanation of why you like it as well.
DeleteKyAnne D. Period 4
ReplyDeleteInspired by words from Journey to the Fringe, pg. 48
He studied carefully,
Endlessly,
The icy face before him.
He wondered who this person was,
His brow a furrowed fringe.
A shadow fell
Across his eyes,
He leaned closer to the mirror,
His face no longer calm, composed.
He wiped the glass,
The face grew clearer.
Then suddenly he understood
His being, his countenance-
On the surface of his reflection,
In the corner of his glance.
He bowed his head,
Then raised his face,
He smiled a tiny grin.
He'd found himself right in his eyes,
He straitened his stance,
He lifted his chin.
Wow. I love this one. Especially that he sees himself truly and "He straitened his stance" and "Lifted his chin." So good!!!
Deletethis is long but amazing! I loved it
DeleteCaleb A, DE, P4
ReplyDeleteIf one could see the face of Fate
He would have known him all along.
A birth, a life,
One's death, one's strife,
Are marked upon his countenance.
If one could see the hand of Fate
His eyes would widely be opened.
A moment in time,
To serve or to crime,
His hand would be there always.
If one could hear the step of Fate
He would be dawned at his arrival.
Regrets would ensue,
Before a pale hue,
Would claim and take his existence.
But if one could know the Love of Fate
all trifles would be endured.
With patience in mind,
and words truly kind,
The world would be much brighter.
You personified fate!!! aaahh! pshew!! so much mind blown right now! Seriously though, that was really amazing. I usually don't read the poems that are on here because I'm too lazy, but this one caught my eye and I'm glad it did! well done, man!
DeleteThis is so spectacular I'm not sure what I can say. I think Trev said it rather well. Amazing job. I love the ending.
DeleteThank you Trev and Julie. I'm glad it caught your attention to deem me worthy of your comment, Trev, and I'm grateful you also thought my work to be well, Julie, despite not being sure of what you could say. :)
DeleteThis poem uses so many literary devices and evokes so much thought. Excellent work, Caleb. I will miss guiding your English skills next year, to be sure.
Delete4th Period (DE)
ReplyDeleteThe alarm clock beeps to rouse me,
I roll and hit the snooze.
It goes off again,
I snooze again.
Mom calls loud to wake me,
I roll and cover my ears.
Alarm goes off again,
Mom calls again.
No longer can I snooze.
MaKenna Moses
DeleteDE, 4th Period
I connect with this more than anything else I have ever read! It is like you managed to pierce my soul. I think you were wise in your choice of repetition for this topic. It gives the sense of procrastination mixed with urgency. "No longer can I snooze" really applies to us in all aspects of our life. We can not let ourselves be asleep to what is going on around us. We must arise and shine forth. We can't ignore the alarms that warn us in out lives. We have to be diligent. So.....yeah..... I liked it....
lol this is funny i cant wake up at my alarm, it goes off forever until my brother or sister comes and turns it off and i never wake up. my mom doesnt wake me up until she has to say Sadie, its time for english.
DeleteI miss yesterday,
ReplyDeleteI miss the second chances
And the cool morning breeze.
I miss myself,
I miss looking myself in the eyes,
and holding tight saying, "I'd give it one more try."
I miss tomorrow
and the hope of climbing one more tree,
winding down,
back and forth,
forever -
just me.
MaKenna Moses
DeleteDE, 4th Period
I wish I had words! I guess what I like was that this was not predictable to me. I tend to make the typical poem, so I really admired what you were able to achieve. It flowed so nicely, had true feeling behind it, and told a story! Well done!
Why are you so good at this? Seriously, your poems are always so completely profound and connectable! I love this so much!
DeleteMaKenna Moses
ReplyDeleteDE, 4th Period.
Words from page 66 of Journey to the Fringe:
Love,
Never happens all at once.
Little by little,
Loyalty and potential
You realize.
Absence of corrupted power,
Force, and tempting.
Trying to be
Understanding, clear,
And real.
We could become one.
The mere idea was enough for him.
Hence, they looked forward,
Centered on what was more important.
This is simply amazing! I love how it takes you through a whole personal thought process. I feel like I learned the same lesson as "they" did. It took me along for the ride.
DeletePerfectly true and romantic. Very nice writing.
Deleteyou're a blossoming flower,
ReplyDeletegrowing stronger every hour,
taking in all around you,
others blossoming to.
while you have fun,
playing in the sun,
make sure to keep learning,
and your strength keep earning.
Sadie Larsen, Blossoming. 1st period
sorry its not very good and its late.
It is good! Wonderful work!
DeleteJonathan Goldberg DE, SE
DeleteGood use of metaphor! I have the opposite problem of this poem: I get so caught up in growing that I forget to have fun.
Sunset Chris Cox DE P4.
ReplyDeleteAlas there was a beautiful sunset
The grainy and moist sand was wet
In the Horizon, there were colors galore
Down the monstrous wave I soared
We had to go, and I cry out “Just one more!”
Oh how the sunset I adore
I admire the colorful and descriptive words you used. It really painted the picture for me. Great poem and amazing work, keep it up!
DeleteBeautiful. I will echo what Caleb G. said. You employed imagery well.
DeleteCaleb Galke
ReplyDeletePeriod 4
DE
Found Word Poem, Journey to the Fringe (Page 13)
Despite feeling useless,
The council is convincing.
I’ll search deep in the mountains,
Longing for that perfect emerald.
Like the cold, hard winter,
I feel the anger creep,
As I find nothing but stone.
Feeling betrayed by concern.
Through hope,
Despair is quickly diffused.
Wow, that really painted an amazing picture for me, and feeling was very hopeful! Thank you!
DeletePowerful. Found word poems are amazing. Yours included.
DeleteLet us not forget,
ReplyDeleteFor forgetting is bad,
Why is it bad to forget oh why is it bad?
It's bad to forget,
For to forget is to dare,
To dare not care again.
Excellent thoughts! Your words are amazing.
DeleteThe rain relaxes
ReplyDeleteThe rain Columns
The rain is the world's pillow
Always taking care
Watering the planet
And feeding the world
The rain relaxes
ReplyDeleteThe rain Columns
The rain is the world's pillow
Always taking care
Watering the planet
And feeding the world
You have an error, but I get your drift, and it is a nice poem. Lovely.
DeleteThis a poem is about me when I was having a bad day and a sister missionary couldn't think of anything to make me happy so she said butter makes everything better and it was so ridiculous that I was rolling in laughter.
ReplyDeletewhen you are happy
or when you are in a sadness…
I’ll be right beside you
comfort you will find.
If you need a bear,
or a loving helpful butter…
I’ll be right here for you,
I truly understand.
I’LL BE HERE FOR YOU!
Very fun!
DeleteMy four words are star, pen, ham, and finally flower.
ReplyDeleteI look outside and I see the beautiful night sky and in that beautiful sky is the star.
And I draw them in my notebook using my own blue and pink awesome pen.
And on this awesome pen is a huge blue and white star shaped star.
And where did I get this pen I got it from the store that is where I got my pen.
Man that ham was like spam it was good even know I’ve never tasted that good ham.
Man those delicious tasting skittles were sour and to brighten it up I found a flower.
And that flower is going to look really good with that with that tender tasting ham.
Man that ham smelt like a rose witch is a kind of beautiful awesome red flower.
A dimly lit candle devoid of charcoal and ashes
ReplyDeleteSurrounded by maps and books
Outside the thunder and lightning clashes
Inside hiding within the nooks
A child observing the emptied room
Feels the swaying of the hammock
That is hung by the dainty loom
And on the wall a painted samekh
I see an entire story within these few lines.
Delete18 word story
ReplyDeleteAcross The latches they go
The choo monster follows
Ah-hee-hoo-hoo! Ah-hoo-yip-yip!
What is it?
Ah-hee-hoo-hoo! Ah-hoo-yip-yip!
Monkey Boys
This poem of yours turned out to be so fun and full of energy!
DeleteWhen I sit down it doesn’t work
ReplyDeleteWhen I lie down it doesn’t work
Even when I sleep it still doesn’t work
I can’t stop moving no matter what
I am flying one moment then the next I’m not
I try to sit and listen to my teacher
But the urge to sit still keeps getting weaker
My fingers start to tap on my desk
And I come up with what I will do next
I find a pencil and tap the wood
But my teacher asks to stop if I would.
I have very bad ADHD and it can be very difficult for me during school. Its a major reason I am homeschooled. I tried to make a positive kind of poem but it ended up a little sad... Oh well... hope everyone likes it and maybe even some can relate.
Black Out Poetry
ReplyDeleteStars shine over me.
I crave the heavens,
And their beautiful wonder
Ariel Bilyeu (D.E.)
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ReplyDelete18 word poem
ReplyDeleteYoutube,
fun,
Inspiring,
Entertaining,
Creative,
Some say time wasting,
I just say it's a way of life.
Jonathan GOldberg DE, SE
DeleteI like how we get some characterization of yourself in this poem. Youtube has some amazing science channels(like SciShow) that I love to watch.
BO Poetry
ReplyDeleteTwelfth night
My fate alone
charges me,
to know,
of what,
I could believe
Jonathan Goldberg DE, SE
DeletePersonification of fate was a great idea. I'm reminded of the quote by Pres. Monson, "Decisions determine destiny." What we believe and act on now will change our fate.
Jonathan Goldberg, DE, SE
ReplyDelete18 word story. This is about the Great Vowel Shift.
I arrived
That rest filled day
At Kyrke
But returned home--
Same sublime sun--
Departed from a church