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Poem’s From 2004/2005
By: Student inGrade 7
Looking Out To Winter(Free Verse)
Rays of sunlight filtered downFrom the sky aboveMelting water from the icy paneTickled down my noseThe water from the icy pane felt quite warmI looked up through that windowAnd then looked down againFeeling kind of boredSnow drifting, round aboutAcross the desolate fieldsIce gathering at the bottoms of hillsThe single joy of a tobogganing child
Looking Out To Winter(Continued: Free Verse)
Joy was spread across his face
How jolly he looked
Sad, and frustrated, I opened
Up a boring long book
The joys of winter are hard to reach
Far out there
A sudden face of a child, cold
Was more than I could bear
Joy To The World(Acrostic Poem)
Joy to the World
Open up arms giving generous gifts
Yell and shout repeating joy
Thank the lord for everything
Over the vast land
To the land and sky we are inferior
Happiness should start
Everyone show joy from your heart
Joy To The World(Acrostic Poem, Continued)
Wish for kindness
Over the vast land
Repeat the sounding joy
Love and kindness
During every day
Running Water(Haiku Poem)
The river bubbling
Gushing water splashing down
Peaceful running brook
Falling(Tanka Poem)
Autumn leaves fall, drift
Welcoming rainbow arrays
Floating to a place
Drifting silently, the ground
Falling, parting, slow away
Kitty Kat(Cinquain Poem)
Kittens
Always Adorable
Clawing, meowing, wondering
Cute, jolly, always curious
Cute Kat
Rose (Limerick Poem)
There once was a little girl named Rose
Who was known to strike a pose
She raced up and down
Looked like a clown
Laughed till she cut off her toes
Autumn Leaves(Sonnet)
The autumn day have discovered many ways;
Floating leaves among the air drift to the ground
Mostly enter the world unseen: today
The leaves shall rise piling into little mound
Autumn months bring joy and cold everywhere
Winter approaching after everyday
Do birds leave as twigs and leaves fill the air
Restless are the animals, settle down sleep away
Autumns Leaves(Sonnet Continued)
End summer to peace, brings autumn to us
Sometimes the heat of summer days starts cold
Days grow long and we feel heat is a must
Colorful arrays end days: red, and gold
The ends of days, are withering away
Enter Winter night, ending Autumn days
Searching(Ballad)
It was hot and cold, both that day, in a small townHidden in the fields where buckwheat grewFarms nestled in valleys; wheat grew in little moundsHidden was that farm, which nobody knew
Work existed only for play, when tragedy, that dayA curse laid upon the very small denSingle disease brought on that grief, mayIgnore the children of the family, girls men
Searching(Ballad, Continued)
Death lurks upon her very roundish, elfin face
A mother of two girls, very young still
Soon after much long, a very desired disgrace
She walks to the forest, looks at mills
To leave, never come back, she sets her slow pace
Wanders away leaving the children
Who knows if evil lurked in some places
Leaving forever, till far days, come back to men
Searching(Ballad, Continued)
Ten years later her children awakeSearching, never stopping for the lostUntil they find their lost mother, makeSearching even more, clothes always tossed
Till comes the bright days of sixteen, today awayYoung Teenager named Mattie, learns her special placeWalking away, Walking away, leaving todayPacks her things at a rapid, swift speed: forty maces
Searching(Ballad, Continued)
Leaving the forest her daughter just goes
Leaving terrors behind, loved ones just
Carrying the burden: her single mother, woes
To find her lost mother she must
Onto the desolate roads she should, must face alone
Into the forest like her mother
A single piercing cry she finds, sudden moans
Approaching the forest, cries other
Searching(Ballad Continued)
The dense, pine, poplar trees swallow Mattie up
Trees are demons of the forest life
Trudging through the bush, she feels like a young pup
Coming, the lake finds a ghostly wife
In front of her lies a ghastly horrible clear lake
The floating figure of mother dead
Was more than sixteen years could take
Floats over and strokes, pats Mattie’s screaming lithe head
Searching(Ballad, Continued)
Knowing her mother was at this point all alongThe ghastly figure vanishes without a single traceShe has done no wrong and leaves, is goneEveryone in this world has a place
Knowing hers, Mattie leaves the barren little lakeShe packs her scattered things off the groundTrudges back to the very entrance: woodland gateBack home to the farm she draws a crowd
Searching(Ballad Continued)
At last she says, as her mother rests alone: harmony
I have done my job and now I know
The places where people rest, grow dead to me
Let my mother’s restless, lost, lonely spirit go