Ding, Ding, Ding.
Its 8 AM and school begins.
I sit in the library and beg to leave.
My conscienous eats away on my brain.
CRASH!
Spanish words hit me hard from all directions.
I'm spinning in circles and I can't stand it.
Phew.
Zoology relieves the pain for 50 minutes.
My soul settles for a short time.
SMACK!
Stats comes around and I don't believe I will make it through the day.
School doesn't help, I plea to flea.
Whoosh!
Microeconomics words soar above my head.
I couldn't explain to you the way I feel.
Zzz. Zzz.
I see the end but Fine Arts puts me to an endless sleep.
It bores me so much I would rather be dead.
YES!!
One of two classes that is not a peeve.
3:05 hits and I can breathe again.
Ding, Ding, Ding.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Like a Bird
I could fly.
Soar through the skies.
Gaze upon the beauty of the world.
Feel like the Angels watching over us.
Soar through the skies.
Gaze upon the beauty of the world.
Feel like the Angels watching over us.
Narrative Poem
The night was bright full of stars.
It was a warm summer night and perfect.
Even though it was a little past midnight, there were some people active in the streets.
Normally, nothing strange happens in Dayton, Indiana.
Ted was walking home from work.
He liked to walk to clear his mind.
He was a strong man and smart man.
He was also brave, but that is not always a good thing.
Ted was close to home, when he saw a house on fire.
Ted knew what he had to do, he sprinted through were the front door should have been.
A child cried from the top floor and Ted ran up the breaking stairs to reach the girl.
The only way out at the time was the window, so Ted instinctively jumped and protected the girl in his arms.
Ted hit the ground and the girl was cushioned by Ted's body and only had a few scratches.
The impact of the ground broke half of Ted's ribs.
Both of Ted's lungs were penetrated by broken ribs and he died on spot before someone could call for help.
Ted's bravery made him a hero, but it was the end of him.
Ted was a national hero.
He left behind a family of four children and a wife.
Charity events around the country took place in his memory and supported his family.
Many were heartbroken over his death, but everyone knew that he knew he was doing the right thing.
It was a warm summer night and perfect.
Even though it was a little past midnight, there were some people active in the streets.
Normally, nothing strange happens in Dayton, Indiana.
Ted was walking home from work.
He liked to walk to clear his mind.
He was a strong man and smart man.
He was also brave, but that is not always a good thing.
Ted was close to home, when he saw a house on fire.
Ted knew what he had to do, he sprinted through were the front door should have been.
A child cried from the top floor and Ted ran up the breaking stairs to reach the girl.
The only way out at the time was the window, so Ted instinctively jumped and protected the girl in his arms.
Ted hit the ground and the girl was cushioned by Ted's body and only had a few scratches.
The impact of the ground broke half of Ted's ribs.
Both of Ted's lungs were penetrated by broken ribs and he died on spot before someone could call for help.
Ted's bravery made him a hero, but it was the end of him.
Ted was a national hero.
He left behind a family of four children and a wife.
Charity events around the country took place in his memory and supported his family.
Many were heartbroken over his death, but everyone knew that he knew he was doing the right thing.
Nonnet
I like to watch football on Sundays.
I find it fun and relaxing.
I love the Green Bay Packers.
It can be exciting,
it can be boring,
(thats unlikely).
I love it!
Its great!
Yes!!!
Blotz
This is a girion.
A girion lives in forests, deserts, plains, and underwater.
A girion eats goats, giants, glass, and grass.
A girion likes singing, running, swimming, and eating.
A girion gossips, gallops, and grazes.
A girion woke me up when it sang in the middle of the night.
A girion lives in forests, deserts, plains, and underwater.
A girion eats goats, giants, glass, and grass.
A girion likes singing, running, swimming, and eating.
A girion gossips, gallops, and grazes.
A girion woke me up when it sang in the middle of the night.
Diamante
Summer
sunny, hot
sweating, swimming, tanning
dry, humid, windy, cloudy
snowing, freezing, sledding
cold, dark
Winter
Apology Poem
I forgot
to feed the dog
when you asked me to.
We loved
that dog
as part of the family.
I just hope
we can move on
and get a new dog.
to feed the dog
when you asked me to.
We loved
that dog
as part of the family.
I just hope
we can move on
and get a new dog.
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