Friday, April 29, 2016

Poetry Month 2016

Earth
By Owen

Before
I was here, I
Often
Saw
People
Having fun and
Enjoying their
Real life on
Earth


Humans happen to
Inhabit a happy home
That is just called Earth.


There once was a planet named Earth.
We inhabited here from our Birth.
It’s made up of water,
It’s getting quite hotter.
It’s constantly growing in worth.


Disc Golf
By Owen

Golfing with a disc,
Is really quite a risk.
For when it flies aloft,
It isn’t very soft.

You have to throw it hard,
To get across the yard,
And get it in the chains,
Sometimes it really pains!








Car Cares
By Owen

There once was a gal from Uganda,
Her name was Rebecca LaFonda.
She hated to walk,
Wanted people to gawk,
So she drove in a purple-pink Honda.


Cinq”pain”
By Owen

Painful
Throbbing, bleeding
Agony, stinging still
It hurts me to the very core
Severe



Paper Pathway
By Owen

The paper was my pathway clearing my
perplexed and puzzled mind. The pencil, like
 my dreams led me to sketch out my future
and hopes.  Eraser, as forgiveness blanking and
clearing my troubled journey, allowing me to
start all over on the scroll of life.


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Acrostic
By Troy

Beef and bread
           JUicy
          CRunchy
         BiG
    Eager to eat
 AnotheR one?




Echo Poem
By Troy

Why would you take a pill?
Ill.
How does it feel to be sick?
Ick.
Do you have a cold?
Old.
How does it feel to die?
I…
Are you going?  Goodbye!
Bye…




Rainbow
By Troy

beautiful and bright,
colors drifting through the sky,
full of joy and light.




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War and Peace
By Micah

WAR
gloomy dark
planning killing slaughtering
blood dead joy life
resting laughing smiling
bright happy
PEACE


A midnight walk
By Micah

the moon was my flashlight and
it lit up the way as I took another
step.
the trees were like the wind as their
leaves rustle right next to me on
my midnight walk


I am
By micah

I am dying
I wonder if I will ever walk again
I hear the doctors rustling
I see a light
I want to die peacefully
I am dying

I pretend I am sleeping
I feel cold
I touch my other bony hand
I worry no one will remember me
I cry out
I am almost gone

I understand I might not go to heaven
I say goodbye world
I dream that I am young
I try to fall asleep
I hope I made a difference in Life
I am dead

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Adventure
By Evelyn

Adventure,
Hiking, packing, seeing,
New, fun, great, lazy,
Sleepy, blah,
Nothing, resting, sleeping,
Boredom


Rainbows
By Evelyn

Rainbows are awesome,
They have lots of colors,
I love the colors.


Boring store
By Evelyn

Brainquest says, “Its fun to be smart!”
But I won’t add that to my kart.
I look at apples that’ll bump and bruise,
But to a busy person, that’s not news.
I look at books called “Expert cooks!”
I don’t have time for those cook books.
This mart is really quite a bore,
I think it’s time to leave the store!




Paper
By Evelyn

Paper
Thin, lined, flat, white,
Written, crumpled, used up,
Turning pages while reading books,
Writing

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Piggies
By Mom

Pink, perfect, plump
Impressive indulgence
Grazing, gulping, growing, gorging
Stuffed sow



Heart
By Mom

broken
cracked, shattered
suffering, hiding, scarring
soothing, loving, saving
renewed, perfected
healed  



Snail
By Mom

Slimy and sliding
Seeking shelter from salt
Shells offer safety



Scripture Acrostic
By Mom

Searching, seeking
Counsel and comfort
Reading, reasoning
I listen to God.
Praying, pleading
Trying, turning
Understanding
Repenting, renewing
Every day, every day, every day


An Echo of Heavenly Father's Love
By Mom

Blue, orange, pink coloring the sky
I
Sparkling starts, sun, moon above
Love
Rain splashing, grass growing dew
You
Mountains, shores covering the floor
For
Animals, man glorifying My endeavor
Ever





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Family Acrostic
By Reuben

Fun
All together
Mom and Dad
In a home
Love

You


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Ode to Smurf
By Leslie

I am blue and small
I wonder if I will ever grow
I hear the lazy snoring
I see the tall trees
I want to fit in among all the smurfs
I am blue and small

I pretend I am big and strong
I feel pretty smurfy
I touch my mushroom house
I worry about Gargamel and his cat
I cry when I get lost
I am blue and small

I understand my place in Smurfville
I say “Papa Smurf”
I dream about Smurfette
I try to be smurfy all day
I hope I can make the smurfiest poem
I am blue and small



(Untitled)
By Leslie

Silent is the absence of the musician
Tender is the language of memory
Luxuriant is the soft sunshine
All will cry
But none will run
What is glory


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2 comments:

Unknown said...

Very nice poetry! You are all so creative... I hope that Micah really isn't dead ;)

Bob and Raylene said...

Very creative! What inspired Micah's poem about dying? It made me sad. There is a wonderful variety of topics.