I bring upon wisdom I have been here longer than you recognize I am every page, every cover, every record and written word I fill your days with entertainment and feeling From glee ot the most bone crushing sorrow I have been made by many and more to come Yet you turn to computers and their glazed screens Pushing me away so you can play your petty games And though I'm still plenty I'm slowly withering away
Trayvon Martin was hip and young Hoody, Arizona, and skittles But he didn't purchase a gun His life was precious So why did you kill him? Because he loos suspicious? Was it because he's black? Walking down a dark street area Is that why he gt attack Shot in the back This is sad
Trayvon didn't deserve this He had parents who loved him You will always regret this Is a white man to quick to shoot? For the rest of your days you'll be locked up in a coop But wait You got out What ashame You're lucky your father was about You will go down in history As words can't explain R.I.P Trayvon Martin
A tornado of feelings deep sea diving but I can't swim Dancing in the rain but its just a dream smiles only for one speak that's my heart song roll down to far to walk they cant feel it destroy my heart more rain fall come back my sun.
I sit above a can In the cold cold refrigerator I wait for the day When someone will guide me Out of this frigd compound That confines me
And once I am put to use My journey comes to an end For I have served my life's purpose And you can then drink the sweet nectar That I have granted acces to
Speeding down the street with a vroom People shouting as it passes Firetruck Rushing to a house facing doom In order to save it they will need some luck For on that house the lightening has just struck
The pain runs through my mind. And the hurt in my soul. Money, sex, skin, who knew that they could change my life? Now I ain't talkin' about luch money or gettin' pushed into a locker. I'm talkin' about lookin' death in the eyes by your own hands. You may think we're at the top and we are all happy and good. But we ain't no better then the ones bein' bullied in the hood!!
I remember When I was just A little girl. My sister was four and a half.
I had already Left for school and It was picture day.
My sister got dressed On her own. Her shirt Was on backwards. There were fifteen hair clips In her hair. She managed to stomp In every puddle We passed On the way there.
At school I fixed her hair. I switched her shirt. And kissed and hugged her goodbye. She wouldn't let me go.
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ReplyDeleteHaiku:
ReplyDeleteI like apple sauce
I eat that very very good sauce
I need a spoon though
Wow!!!! That's awesome
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ReplyDeleteHere we go again,
ReplyDeleteYou used to be my best friend,
Whatever the end
Portal
ReplyDeleteBy Simon Park
I shoot a portal
I shoot another portal
I could change my pants
The storm-haiku
ReplyDeleteBy Roxanne Condello Class 802
The thunder rumbles
Rain pours clicking against the windows
As the lightning strikes more
Awesome!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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ReplyDeleteI am watching clouds
Ah, how pretty is the sky
They float like a dream
Amanda 802
Cinquain:
ReplyDeleteI Heard that girl scream
My ears went sore
I was trying to eat some cream
I thought it was a roar
I need to finish my chores
Who I Am
ReplyDeleteBy Elizabeth Zenteno
I bring upon wisdom
I have been here longer than you recognize
I am every page, every cover, every record and written word
I fill your days with entertainment and feeling
From glee ot the most bone crushing sorrow
I have been made by many and more to come
Yet you turn to computers and their glazed screens
Pushing me away so you can play your petty games
And though I'm still plenty I'm slowly withering away
Title:Haiku
ReplyDeleteBy: Simon Kahn
Five, seven, then five,
Syllables mark a Haiku,
now go write one.
Trayvon Martin
ReplyDeleteBy: Sarah Bartley
Trayvon Martin was hip and young
Hoody, Arizona, and skittles
But he didn't purchase a gun
His life was precious
So why did you kill him?
Because he loos suspicious?
Was it because he's black?
Walking down a dark street area
Is that why he gt attack
Shot in the back
This is sad
Trayvon didn't deserve this
He had parents who loved him
You will always regret this
Is a white man to quick to shoot?
For the rest of your days you'll be locked up in a coop
But wait
You got out
What ashame
You're lucky your father was about
You will go down in history
As words can't explain
R.I.P Trayvon Martin
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ReplyDeleteShut up
ReplyDeleteBy Jacob Jarvis
Hate you
Shut up
I'm busy
Shut up
Can't talk
Get out
Is it
So hard
To not be... Well you
For three minutes
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up!!!!
Oh sorry
I have to be respectful?
Then forgive me
Because I can't be respectful since I don't respect anyone
Current events poem
ReplyDeleteI hear your whispers
I see your phones
It's sometimes gross don't you know
Your chitter chatter stops
When Ms. Rusch walks in
You slam me hard so you can pretend
But just to let you know, we will never be friends
Your constant noise
From your gadget toys
Gets on my nerves
And yes I'm a girl doll, no I'm not a perv
And oh your graffiti and constant I hate hers
Pisses my off like damn
Don't you know your all to young to actually love a man
So stop your chats
Get to class
You can pass
And since your graffiti ticks me so I'm asking you to stop!!
Cause you never know when a stall door may just drop
PLOP!!!!!
Deep Sea Diving
ReplyDeleteBy Anaya Morrison
A tornado of feelings
deep sea diving but I can't swim
Dancing in the rain but its just a dream
smiles only for one speak that's my heart song
roll down to far to walk they cant feel it destroy my heart
more rain fall come back my sun.
Point of View
ReplyDeleteI sit above a can
In the cold cold refrigerator
I wait for the day
When someone will guide me
Out of this frigd compound
That confines me
And once I am put to use
My journey comes to an end
For I have served my life's purpose
And you can then drink the sweet nectar
That I have granted acces to
A sodacan tab
The Aim and the Do Now
ReplyDeleteBy Chai Smith
Dear Mr. Cockroach
Who came into our class today
We do not wish you to approach
So I command you away
And have my own way
poem
ReplyDeleteList poem
ReplyDeleteA little life
By Mykhal Young 806
My path is a blast
Music makes it last
People entertain
The idealist's terrain
Life comes along
To jump and sing the song
The wind flows
But only he knows
Choices influence the way
Some people see today
Rainbows reflect
What we can't detect
Silence may convey
One's life delay
Firetruck
ReplyDeleteBy: Eggy Godlee
Speeding down the street with a vroom
People shouting as it passes Firetruck
Rushing to a house facing doom
In order to save it they will need some luck
For on that house the lightening has just struck
Plague
ReplyDeleteBy: John Cook
Plague infects the land
For there is no cure anywhere
Everyone will die
Cotton Candy
ReplyDeleteBy: Simone Drake
Follow me to the sky.
We'll see the fluff fog the air
And smile upon gritty ground.
In this moment we can stay,
like two peas in a pod.
Hand-in-hand as we smile upon gritty ground.
For the wind does shake loose our bonds.
Blown away into the sun's warm embrace,
Soft, as sweet cotton candy.
A thousand birds now sing.
A song so full of wonder and life.
Awoken, as we smile upon the gritty ground.
Protest Poem
ReplyDeleteWe Ain't No Better
by Nelaje Branch 803
The pain runs through my mind.
And the hurt in my soul.
Money, sex, skin, who knew that they could change my life?
Now I ain't talkin' about luch money or gettin' pushed into a locker.
I'm talkin' about lookin' death in the eyes by your own hands.
You may think we're at the top and we are all happy and good.
But we ain't no better then the ones bein' bullied in the hood!!
Protest Poem
ReplyDeleteThe Figure
by Jake Johnson
A dark figure
Steps in the nights
Chill
Eyes stay low
With longiong
Shrill
Lock your doors
And turn off your
Lights
The figure walks these
Dark, cold
Nights
Children run
Walk they do not
Dare
As the figure
Sits in
Despair
He looks with sadness
And deep
Sorrow
Hoping for
A better
Tomorrow
Picture Day
ReplyDeleteBy Claudia T
I remember
When I was just
A little girl.
My sister was four and a half.
I had already
Left for school and
It was picture day.
My sister got dressed
On her own.
Her shirt
Was on backwards.
There were fifteen hair clips
In her hair.
She managed to stomp
In every puddle
We passed
On the way there.
At school
I fixed her hair.
I switched her shirt.
And kissed and hugged her goodbye.
She wouldn't let me go.
I remember
When I was just
A little girl.