Monday, January 24, 2011

poem with specific rhyme scheme

I was a good kid
In my eyes, but all day I hid
from all  the bullies
they wanted my money
and thought that they were funny 
Not 'til I  brought my knife to school
Now I was cool

My friends were scared of me 
I started cuttin'
My grades were droppin'
My cloths were poppin'

Bu one day
I used my knife  
ruined my life

Went to jail
Became pale
Parents found out
kicked me out
My life sucked
I got *ucked
Couldn't turn my life back around
'til I got found
DEAD

Saturday, January 15, 2011

poem responding to an incident

Ball Four!
The pressure goes out of my mind
I'm on base
I just have to steal and I can score
I can finally be the
star
All those games 
where I didn't get the game ball
where my performance
was overlooked
next man
walks
this is my time to shine
I will steal my base
I go right after the first pitch
I'm on third
a slow bouncer
don't go I hear
I know I can make it
I sprint home
No throw game tied
Yes!
Mobbed at the dugout,
slapping fives
I feel like a star
Like an MVP
Game won!
of to the championships!

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Poem response to a painting

There lies those pretty blue flowers
And those orange flowers
in the back
Is there something in their
I think
I see something
A light which
is getting closer what is this light
A creature?
A monster?
A human
Our Last breathe of oxygen
The rumors buzz
As the light comes closer
we become weaker 

And that day
The light came,
to take us all

I am not alive
The light's name is fall

response to a painting


This painting is painted by Vang gogh

I think of this painting as one of those paintings you take on summer days when you're bored. This painting just makes me happy, it's in a bright day. Maybe it can be the fall because the flowers are slightly falling, it looks like there are bees sucking in the nectar from the flowers It seems like there is something in the grass  on the top right corner a yellow light, is it the sun I don't know. This poem has a lot of mysteries in it. Like is there something in the grass? why are the flowers a different color as you go back?