Poetry, Oh Poetry!
Friday September 04th 2009, 10:11 am
Filed under: student writing
Filed under: student writing
The sixth graders have been working on poetry for a week now, and everyone else has been writing poetry for a while. Post any new or old (just as long as they are good) poems here.
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My Journal
My Journal,
my bestfriend,
the one that is always there
for me.
My Journal,”Can you keep a secret?”
“Oh yes I can!”My Journal answers.
My Journal,my hiding place,
full of tears and
the absolute truth.
My Journal,
full of untold secrets,
my trustworthy friend.
My Journal
Comment by“My Room”
Comment byMy room,
I can come here when
I`m let down or disappointed.
My room,
I can escape from the weird world.
My room,
The place where I feel safe
and secure.
My room,
The perfect place for reading
my favorite and to do my homework.
My room.
My first day
My hands were shaking as I walked inside the building.
I then met my teachers.
I learned the rules.
It sure was crowded.There was talking and people everywhere I turned.
The day was over soon.
It was an interesting first day.
Comment byThe worst thing
I was eating dinner at my Nana and Papa`s house.
I then dared myself to do somethig new.
I bit into a raw onion.
My mouth was burning.
My eyes were burning.
It was a truly terrible dislike.
Comment byMikayla
She was standing in the hallway.
She was near her friend Karen Whitley.
Her pink shirt was standing out in the hallway.
We were waiting for the bell to release us.
And she had a binder in her left hand her muth parshily open.
Comment byAs the wind blows
As it rains
Wego outside and get soked
When I here AAAHHH!!!! over the scaner
I see the dust start to stir up
I see the fireman cutting down trees.
I watched th police man
knock down doors
That is the TWIST.
Comment byThere he sits.
In the truck playing,
with his car seat.
Laughing his
little mouth off.
His red hair
glistens in
the sun.
While he breathes
hard on
purpose,we
arrive at the
hospital to pick up Mark.
As we leave,
he looks
through
Ashton’s folder.
We arrive home.
Comment byThe First Day Of Sixth Grade
Six grade
is nothing like
fifth grade.
It’s challeging,
you get all nevous
like when your getting
chased by a hungry
bear and you
come apon a 6,000 foot
cliff.
It’s crowded in the
hall.
Unlike fifth grade,
you have about seven
different teaches.
It’s exciting and
fun.
We only go until
Comment byeleven thirty,
all in all it’s
a pretty fun day.
The Outside
I look outside
Comment bytrees are moving
sun is shining
the roads are quiet
birds flying
bushes moving
She looks around for something to watch
Comment byand later write about.
She has found something beacuse she
has stopped looking around.
She will watch the little third graders.
She has already started
writing about them.
She will finish at home and will turn
into poem.
A Wonderful Day
The tree’s are whistling
Comment byin my ear’s
like a blue
bird tweeting
The school bell just
rang now I can
spend more time
with a wonderful day
The Classroom Fly
Sitting in the window
Comment bya tiny black fly.
I hear the buzzing sound from its tiny wings.
Suddenly he flies away,
and lands on
the table.
He rubs his legs togather.
“Ch-ch-ch.”
I swat at him.
He flies out the door.
And I get back to work.
Living My Nightmare
What the heck is going on?
Why did it come so fast?
I knew it would happen,
but not now!
It’s not peaceful,
it’s very,very,very painful.
“Help!” I screamed.
It only came out as a gargle.
I take my last breaths.
Breathe,
in and out,
in and out.
Finally,my painful death has come.
Comment byFirst Day of Sixth Grade
Hall is crowded and loud.
Comment byOh how I am nervous.
See new faces.
Get together with friends.
How strange the first day was.
Cydney L.
Cydney,
Cydney,
Cydney,
Also known as Cyd.
Brown Hair,
Comment byGreen Shirt,
Blue jeans,
Grey flip-flops
flopping.
Earrings dangling.
Then she fell.
Making sounds.
Laughing.
Why?
Why does the sun rise
Comment byevery morning?
Why does the moon only
come out at night?
Why don’t people that
have millions of dollars
help the huungry or
build houses
for people who don’t
have houses?
Why do thieves
steal things or
hurt people?
Why do people hurt
the Earth by
polluting?
Why don’t people
clean up instead
mess up?
The gross drink.
One day
we were swimming,
when my momma
brought us some
lunch.
We ran to the table,
I grabbed my drink
then spit it out.
It was supposed
to be sweet tea.
While she was
fixing it she forgot
to put sugar in it.
It was so Gross.
Comment byOlivia
Working on
Bellwork,
she sits.
Bouncing her
marker
off her
knee.
Wearing blue jean’s
with a black
shirt.
Blond hair.
Blue eyes.
Making buzzing
Comment bysounds.
Doing nothing
but bellwork.
The Girl.
There she sat,
looking around.
Trying to observe
what others are
doing.
Struggling to
write, she discovers
something to write.
Writing she is.
Not a sound she made,
just writting.
Observing little kids
as they walk by,
Her skin as pale as
can be.
Nothing stopping
Comment byher from writting.
The Talker
Talk,talk,talk,talk
Comment bySo much to say
Does that woman ever stop?
Talking with her mouth
Talking with her hands
Her expression shows how deep the conversation is
Wonder if anyone is listening
Wonder if her mouth gets tired
Her name should be Mrs.Talk Alot
Finally she stops
Oh how she talks
Dash
A dashhound named Dash
Comment byminature and brown
Sweet and likes to cuddle
Likes everybody but not in his face
he is good most of the time
except when he chews on flip-flops
Small but with a bag bark
He is my favorite of all my pets
Waiting Room
Waiting in the waiting room.
Comment byOh how it bores me.
The sound of Momma filing her finger nails.
Listening to a song I hate.
How boring the news is.
Oh how the waiting room is so boring.
Wish I was shopping.
Wish I was at home.
Anywhere, but this room.
My Friends
Comment byMy friends are awesome.
They are always there for me.
I can always count on Olivia, Erin, Karen, Mikayla, and Anna Lyse.
I hope I do the same in return.
Basketball
It is fun, entertaining,
Comment byExciting, and keeps you on
The edge of your seats.
It is my favorite sport.
Alot of my friends play it so,
When get together
We have something to do.
Tornadoes
Dark and scary.
Dangerous.
Alarms going off.
Storm trackers tracking.
Comment byThose storms are loud.
I hope we don`t have any for a long time.
Great food.
Even better desserts.
Good service.
Mrs. Carol works there.
Comment byI`ve known her a long time.
I see her inside and in the drive thru.
Kobe Bryant NBA Star
Kobe Bryant’s quick and fast
he shots the three like Steve Nash
he dunks like he plays
Kobe Bryant is the NBA star
Comment byrusty
My dog Rusty,
Comment byIs hoping around and acting silly
barking his little head off at a bird out side
window.
When the bird finally goes away,he snuggles up on the coach and goes to sleep.
Cynthia
She looks around for something to watch and
later write about.
She has found somehing because she has stopped looking around.
She will watch the little third graders.
She has already started writing about them.
She will finish at home and will turn it into a poem.
-Siara
Comment byCriswell
My Dirt Bike I like to ride my dirt bike cause I get to jump stuff and I get to mudd on it and ride wheelies.
Comment byNoah
Noah is writing his poem
thinking and thinking
as he writes he ask Mrs.Hudson a question
Noah is correcting Mrs.hudson
Noah is writing his poem
Comment byRoxy
When I wdas in third grade
my mom rescued a puppy.
When we took her home,
we had decided to name her Roxy,
so we did,
and she was happy.
She ended up having three puppies.
Seven months
after she turned one,
she got ran over.
It took a year
for us to get over that,
so we have only had two dogs
since Roxy died.
-Siara Criswell
Comment byA Fly on my Popcorn
Comment byOne day I went to the park to watch my brother,JaVon,play baseball.
While they were playing baseball,my dad stood right by the dugout.My mom,TyNia,and I just
sat on the benches like everyone else.
Then the game started getting boring,so I just walked in circles around the park.That’s when when my grandfather came.when he found me, he
walked up to me and gave me a dollar for popcorn
and a drink.He did the same for TyNia also.
After he gave us the money,we got popcorn and
a soda.Then we sat down and ate it.While I was eating the popcorn ,a fly flew over to me.The fly
flew on my popcorn ,without me noticing it,and I
put it in my mouth.I tasted the fly,and it was
disgusting.I spit it out,and in my hand was a fly’s wing.Then I drank my soda as fast as possible,to get the taste out of my mouth,but I
was mad for a long time.
Brandi
You are loving
and caring.
You are family.
You have been
carrying my new
baby cousin
for about nine months
now.
You give me
your help when
I need it,
and you love
me every day.
I love you,Brandi!
-Siara Criswell
Comment byAndrea
You are my
family.
You are
wonderful.
How pretty you
are.
How cute you
can be.
You are my
family.
Ilove you,
Andrea
-Siara Criswell
Comment byCat Tritina
I love Tigger.
I watch Midnight.
I laugh at Milo.
Sometimes I think that Milo
has gone crazy,Ithink the same about Midnight
and Tigger well,Tigger is just good old Tigger.
My favorite crazy kitten is Midnight.
My favorite funny kitten is Milo.
My favorite cat is Tigger.
Tigger is my cat and midnight and Milo are her kittens.
-Siara Criswell
Comment byKaren
Karen,
Karen,
Karen,
Wearinga
white t-shirt,
making no
sound.
Reading.
Moviing her head
back and forth,
as her
fish cecklace
jumps up
and down.
Reading this
Comment byshe says,
“Wow!”
-Erin Lannom
Sarah Beth
Sarah Beth
also known as
SB.
Sarah Beth
is athletic.
She plays
basketball
and softball.
Sarah Beth
is nice
and smart.
She is the
kind of person
who you can go to
when you
need something.
-Erin Lannom
Comment byBasketball
I shoot,
I dribble,
I pass.
It’s easy to dribble,
It’s hard to pass,
It’s fun to shoot.
You pass,
shoot,
and dribble.
Shooting,dribbling,and passing
can be challenging.
-Erin Lannom
Comment bySiler
Siler,
Siler,
Siler.
Worst hand-writter
in the world.
If you need
a stylist,
don’t go to
him.
Siler,
Siler,
Siler,
Can’t stop
talking.
Siler,
Siler,
Siler.
-Erin Lannom
Comment byTaco Bell
About a year ago, my aunt took my cousins and me shopping.It was on a Monday that we didn’t go to school.
Comment byWe went shopping most of the day. After a while , Mandi, my aunt, suggested that we eat somewhere. We all decided on Taco Bell.
As we arrived there, it smelled terrible. We ordered and sat down. As I was eating my taco, i felt something in my mouth.
I slowly pulled the taco away from my mouth. As I pulled, a long, black hair came out.
I was grossed out; I put it down. I didn’t eat anymore. I demanded to leave immediately. We Left and went home. I haven’t ate there since.
My summer!
My summer was pretty
good.
I went swimming
alot of times. It was
fun!!
Summer is m yfavorite
season.I got burned alot
of times.
Right now I’m in Mrs. Shelia’s
Comment byroom writing this,now
I’m out of here!
I love to…
I love to
go to Girl Scouts.
GirlS Scouts is so much fun,
we do a lot
of stuff.
After we sell
cookies,we
use the money
to go
on a trip.
I love to go to
Girl Scouts.
-Siara Criswell
Comment byAndruw
You are kind
and loving.
You are sometimes
anoying,but
I love you
either way.
You are my
younger cousin.
I love you Andruw!
-Siara Criswell
Comment bySitting quietly on the counter
Playing with the curtains
Eating something
Under the chair
Chasing the other
Ready to pounce
By the fireplace
Laying lazyly
Biting my leg
-Siler
Comment byThornton
Where I’m From
I’m from cake and brownings
and from coleslaw and barbeque.
From Monday Night football.
From hunting to hiking to
Christmas with the family.
From my bed to the school
Comment byfrom work and sweet tea.
To lazyness and tv
That’s where I’m from
-Siler Thornton
Frogs
Hippy Hoppy frogs
Comment byyou jump from one leap pad to another
Your awesome sounding croak That sounds like “Ribbit, ribbit” Oh, frogs, I Love you so dearly.
Feelings
Comment byI feel like crying,
Crying for the one good thing in life
I feel like jumping,
Juming for all the good joy
I feel like dancing,
Dancing because it’s fun
Ifeel like doing alot
And I know my feelings mean much
Mud Puddles
Mud Puddles
Comment byHow splishy and sploshy you are
how you make my flip flops
oh so muddy
Mud Puddles I wish you would stop.
Flowers
Pretty, Pretty flowers
Comment byThey look as happy as can be
Swaying back and forth in the light breeze
Pretty, Pretty flowers oh how pretty you are
My Pebble
My little pebble is oh so hard
But I like it. It came from Sam’s pocket (haha). My little pebble is awesome.
My pebble is gray & white. It is rocky but really cool. It doesn’t taste good at all. But it’s my pebble.
Comment byNasty Food
I went on vacation went to an Italian resturaunt and got a salad. The salad had some good stuff and some bad stuff. I was ready for a house salad but no it had spinach in it.
It was really gross.
Comment byCanoeing
I remember when I went canoeing with the Boy Scouts. We went canoeing on the Nantahala River. Justin and I were canoe partners.
Comment byWe took a training course to learn how to canoe.People think it would be easy, but it’s actually sort of complicated.
I was in the back of the canoe with Justin in the front. You move from back to front to turn right. You move front to back to turn left.
After the training course, we went swimming. We were wearing blue jackets that were tight around the waist, wrist, and neck. You felt like a puff ball when you got in the water.
Then we went white water canoeing. Justin and I shot off, passing everyone except the instuctors. While everyone else fell behind, we sped up.
Justin wanted to try being in the back, so I let him. I tried to direct him, but we ended up going in circles. We switched back.
We were going really fast when suddenly, we got hung on a rock. Justin hopped out and pushed us off. He leaped toward the inside of the canoe. He flipped it with a sploosh. We dragged our canoe to a big flat rock. We flipped it over, and we were off again.
-Jacob
The Picnic
Comment byThis weekend we all goot up early,because we
were going to a picnic in Mckenzie.The picnic was
supposed to be at a church,but instead,it was a
school.
When we got there,we wandered around quietly
to see what was going on.
Then JaVon,my brother,and I played the egg toss.There were a bunch of kids there,so JaVon and
I decided to be partners.We got pretty far in the egg toss,and the egg busted in JaVon’s hand.He looked at me with anger on his face and egg yolk running through his fingers.Then we did another egg toss,and the egg busted in my hand.I got
frustrated,but I easily got over the situation.
After the egg toss,it was about time to eat.
So we got in line to get our food.There was lots of food there,but I just got a hotdog,chips,and a
mini cake.I ate the hotdog fast,but then I took a
bite out of my hamburger.It wasn’t good at all.
Then when I tried to give it away,I asked my
mom,my dad,and my granddaddy.They all said no,but
that was until I asked my nana.Suprisingly she said that she would take it.I was so happy,and I
had a great time.
The Chase
Comment byThe day after New Year’s,I was at my coousin
Jay’s house.We were popping fireworks until this
weird,mysterious boy came over with more fireworks.I can’t remember his name,but I remember
he did say heh was nine.We popped fireworks with
him,until he started talking all crazy.He was being mean,and that’s when he tried to start a fight.
For a minute we thought he was playing,but he wasn’t.We tried to scare him away ,but he just
wouldn’t leave.JaVon ,Jay,and I ended up chasing him.Then finally,he left.
Running
Running,never stop,
Don’t slow down, don’t ever stop,
I can’t take much more.
Dreams
Unpredictable,
Vivid or very fuzzy,
Scary of very awesome.
Books
Completely diffrent,
Comment byA whole awesome, diffrent world,
Never ending world.
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