TREES AND FIREFLIES

by Matthew

When I go to sleep

each night

I hear a piercing sound

I look outside

my window

and see a dark green movement,

right,

left,

side to side,

glowing with a a million

little lights
with eyes shining,

yellow and white

in the backyard,

even my mom sometimes,

 gets afraid,

of the old oak tree,

and the mini fireflies.

GARBAGE

By Tony

I am a creature,

that gets bigger every second,

and every second I get bigger,

I take away a second from who created me.

Companion Cube

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You helped me

You saved me

You guided me

But i destroyed you

you came back

and helped me

again

I tried to save you

but now you are

gone

again

A Pencil

lines, swirls, zigzags and more

All lays in the hand of a blank piece of paper

ready to be filled with feelings, memories and dreams

as time goes by thoughts and feelings become all positive,

memories all amazing and more created,

and dreams come true

all from the power of a pencil

Thanks for reading my poem and always remember something as simple as a pencil can be a lot more powerful than you think!

Hello!

In class, we’ve  started a new unit of poetry. We all have adapted quickly, and are discovering our inner poets. I’ve read a few, and our class is really doing well. I have a few poems of mine that I’d like to share:

Bad Poems

 Bad poems

are just words

tied into a knot

waiting to be untied.

People think they

become useless when they get a knot

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So they throw them away.

But when you get a knot

in your shoelaces

do you just throw them away?

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This poem was inspired by one of my classmates (You know who you are) who was always telling me that his poems are bad and tears them apart. I thought that I’d give him some inspiration to keep writing. There are really no bad poems, sometimes they just get a loose knot.

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Puddle

A reflection

Splat

Straight on the cement floor.

Such a common thing

though not many people know

that it’s magic

can cause

a rainbow?

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This was my first poem, which I am actually quite proud of. When I wrote it, it was a drizzly day, and I had my topic. Then I thought; I can’t wait for the rainbow! Then the poem practically slapped me in the face and told me to write it down. So I did.

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Thank you for reading!

Your friend,

Stephenie.

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Picture on the Wall

by Dante

Picture on the wall

I hope you don’t fall

You will shatter and break

You’ll hurt my ears and my face!

I know you won’t listen so

I will tape you up there so

You don’t fall

But you don’t care

You are just

A picture on the wall.

Hi,
In class, we’ve been learning about poems! We’ve been learning and reading about other poems.
Poems are sometimes short and sometimes long! For example this is a short poem I wrote:
PRAYER
Love,
Peace,
Prayer!
Judging not,
Loving and
Sweet
Today
Tomorrow
Yesterday

WHERE IS IT?

By: Tony

I’ve been looking for years

and I still can’t find it

I’ve climbed Mount Everest

and broke records

I’ve been the first one on Mars

but I still

I can’t find it

I can’t find it

what I’ve been looking for my whole my

I can’t find happiness

DREAM

By: Matthew

Dreams

in a glazing stare

Wonder

in a circle

Ideas

Rushing to the start

Dreams

of something that’s

graceful

beautiful

loving

generous

creativeness

all in

one eye