Now it is your turn to write a poem. You may choose any topic you like, and your poem can be rhyming or free verse. Your poem must be at least 6 lines long, and it must be titled.
The Pegasus The sky and sea had a clash, That could have turned the world to ash, And thus was born a chilling tale, Of a Pegasus all should hail. The water raged, the sky went black, The war began with one giant crack, Lightning struck, the sea spun, We all knew it had begun, Fires raged across the land, And nobody could quite understand, When this battle would end, with the truth revealed, But had earth’s destiny truly been sealed? And human kind caught in-between, With nobody daring to intervene, But hope came in one shining light, That could possibly end the fight, A Pegasus, with its wings a glow, Soared down to the sea so below, Turned a color never seen before, And with a flash, ended the war. The people yelled, “Pegasus has won the day” And Pegasus let out a mighty, “Nehh!” But what caused such a fight, That almost destroyed us in the black night? No one knows, but one thing is for sure, It really caused quite a stir And Pegasus lives above all men, To make sure it never happens again. R.D.27
I like Sundays best, Eating pancakes with the rest. Playing in the sun, Sundays are great fun. I wish everyday were a Sunday, But I realize when I wake up the next morning, It is Monday.
I am an eagle, eagle, I am a beagle, beagle, I am a seagull, seagull, I am a dingle berry, dingle berry,
I am a key, key, I am a bronze key, bronze key, I am a silver key, silver key, I am a gold key, gold key, I am a donkey, donkey, I am a pinky, pinky, I am a Twinkie, Twinkie, I am a bin key, bin key.
Pitter, patter on the roof I hear the rain coming down Boom, boom there goes the thunder I see a bright flash of lightning Sitting on my window seal Rain drops on my window I draw a sad face
It was the evening of May 3rd, when Cascade Ridge saw it's first snow, The children's faces were eager, pressed against the window. They looked with amazement, a first snow in May, It had turned out to be a beautiful day. But alas, they were stuck inside school, Doing their usual school day scheduel. They longed for the bell to ring, So they could get outside and let their hearts sing Ding! Goes the bell, They now all feel swell What a beautiful day, On the 3rd day of May.
Clouds By:Ben W Sitting there above the world, lonely and still. Letting it's wet tears fall, which make puddles on high up hills. The little creatures on the ground ducking undercover. But suddenly the sun comes up, and makes them all uncover. Now the clouds feel joyful as they let the sun come through, the clouds watch the day go by, as they start to fade like you!
Every moment of the day, I hear a flow of music in my brain, It's not once a month I hear it, It's every day so I can enjoy it, Music runs freely in my head, This is true it's not fake, It's like a radio with my own personal channel, Sometimes I will sing along in my head, Sometimes I will draw with an absent minded brain, For when this happens, I forget everything that's around me, It's kind of like a dream, you can't control it, I love music and art, it's my passion, So when you see me day dreaming about this, You can hear me humming and murmering to myself, So if you see me like this, Don't bother me, I insist.
There once was a fox That lived in a small box He invited a mouse to his house But the mouse never came With a pout He stormed out To find the little mouse that didn’t come Then he went home Tummy stuffed in the shape of a dome Still wondering why the mouse never came
Ring, ring, the bell dings It's music time lets start to sing It's math time, don't throw a fit Recess and lunch is a big hit Why reading, it is just text Science and social studies, what do we do next What? It is time to pack up our things Oh my, one minuet until the bell rings.
Ring, ring, the bell dings It's time for music, we start to sing It's math time don't throw a fit Recess and lunch is a big hit Why reading, it's just a text Science and social studies, what do we do next? What? It's time to pack out things Oh my! one minuet until the bell rings.
The best book in the world I was sitting on the edge of my seat Reading the best book in the world Every word far more neat Than any ever made I feel like it is a sweet I am sure it is my favorite I know that I just beat My record for reading a book in a short time This is probably my best feat And I had fun with it The book was as good as a sheet Of Beethoven’s best This book is better Than all the rest #16
We walked out hand in hand feeling like champions but the game hadn’t begun as soon as we heard the whistle we charged and ran passing the ball back and forth up and down the field panting with all our might we thought we had this game sealed Bam! One lucky whack and all our heads hung low we still try our very best but the ball just won’t go the last whistle was blown we all tried not to show our tears but the other team was running and laughing as all their parents cheered our coach tells us we played great but the first twenty minutes determined our fate my head was hanging low all the way home, I just can’t seem to bear it we lost the state championship and we had a go I wish we could have won it
I stood in a land the grass swayed in the breeze the sun was reflected off the smooth glass of the lake there was not a sound to be heard until I heard it I heard a whisper in the wind the water flowing the birds chirping then I heard there was no whisper the wind was howling howling with all its might the water was not flowing it was churning franticly the birds were not chirping they were squawking in alarm it was too much I fell to my knees then out of the water rose a beautiful creature a fish with rainbows on its scales it said "come child do not be afraid" it cradled me in its arms and pulled me into the water I finally realized what I was I was a fish glowing bright I lived a happy life to the end of my days I helped those who were lost and afraid I took them to the water til the end of their days
I laid on a beach watching the sun thinking about having fun I rested reading a book while seeing a man fishing with a hook I got hungry and got a snack While holding a back pack I decided to rent a kayak boat That was very hard to float I went sailing and caught a lot of fish then returned to make a dish I fell asleep thinking of my day while laying on a bunch of hay I love summer it is the best no more school time to take a rest
Pack your things, your ready to go Get in the truck and there you go Get to the camp site and pitch your tent Get dinner ready over your camp fire Burn your dinner and now it's time to eat your dessert Jump into your sleeping bag and try to sleep Hear the pitter patter of the rain Say good night and go to sleep It's time to wake up and start a fire Get breakfast on and burn that too Go for a hike and bring your essentials Time to go back and burn another meal Pack your things, your ready to go Get in the truck and it's time to go
"Bees" Bees go by from time to time, Giving off their buzzy rhymes, The pollen such a joy to spread, "I thank you so," that's what I said, The greatest seasons, spring and summer, But then they go and it's such a bummer, After some months, the bees are back, Spreading all their pollen packs! ~Cameron #9
I sit there, in a chair, while boringness is in the air. homework is not what I want to do, I'd much rather play with goo. even though, it's not a game, it is, very lame.
"FIRE WORKS" The fireworks go up on the fourth of July, They make me want to cry, They are not tears that make me feel bad, Instead they make me feel very glad, Although it happens really fast, They look like a nuclear blast, Fireworks are very cool and fun, They look just like the sun, ~Cory Anderson
Some are big some are small, Some of their names can even be paul, Some are skinny Some are fat, Some could of chewed up a bat, Some are big some are small, Dont you just love them all!
Reading Reading a tale in which you cannot interfere Is like being on the other side of sound proof glass Watching, warning, wishing, escaping. Rustling pages bring a relief that nothing else can. Escaping, if only for a little while, to a world of plots of wonder of sadness and loss of excitement of... Losing yourself Glimpsing, never touching Watching a world better than your own. Or not. An oasis in a harsh desert A bright light in the dark Chocolate in a field of broccoli Love in a world of hate A door in a door less room Always read To feed the mind To feed the heart To feed the soul, Is the purpose of the Never Ending Story.
I watch the waves crash and crash Then I hear the wind whistle With every little creature in the sea Watching and watching to come out There're frightened as a kitten in a storm But, look The sun is coming out The day has brightened And know you will see The friendly light that shines on them As though they are spotted Everyone there is excited and happy For the bright day But look and see The sea creatures are up and out And everyone at the beach is having a blast The day is over The next to come Waiting and waiting the sea creatures are To come and to see The people are sleeping For tomoroow's day to arrive
I once climbed a tree and stayed there for a day, to find out what secrets nature keeps in a way. I waited and waited, so much time passed, when somthing zoomed by, very fast. I looked around quickly, then posed like a tree, because sudddenly, there was a bird sitting on me. It stayed there a while, then it flew away. Then right after that, a deer crossed the way. Later a bear, strong and mighty came by, and started to eat the berries that fell from the sky. Too soon, I had to get off that tree and go back to the life that was patterened for me. And as I left, I felt bad, I had not found out the secrets nature kept.
Gymnastics is all about flips, Like in bars you do kips, and back circles with your hips, In beam you do a leap and jump, be careful do not get a bump, In floor you do front flips, and maybe a handstand bridge, And in vault you start on a lunge, run, run jump and a flip before lunch, you can feel butterflies in your tummy, After you compete your face is all sunny, And you will find flips are funny,
Summer break is when school is out Everyone has given a shout Everyone relaxes and haves fun Playing in the summer sun Everyone goes on vacation And you can use your imagination
YUCK! By: Connor #10 Bugs! Spiders! Scorpions! Trash! All of the things make me upchuck! Pimples! Slime! Mold! Dandruff! All of those things make me upchuck! Worms! Slugs! Snails! Expired Food! All of those things make me upchuck! All of those things make me upchuck! YUCK! YUCK! YUCK!
You can smell the freshly popped popcorn sweat drips down his forehead he tightens the grip on his bat the pitcher starts his wind up the ball is pitched he swings and it's out of here!!
Thump, Thump, Stomping is the only sound they hear, Thump, Thump, They are feared of the beast that is near, For if they sleep, they may never awaken again, For when animals go to sleep, no matter how big they are, they become food for the beast, GROWL! The mighty beast has caught a meat which will become it's feast, For the birds aren't fast enough to get out of his reach, The beast they feared and heard through the night was a tiger, Animals scurry and squeal as leaves shake, For the mighty tiger has caught it's feast in the dark night, Whether it's jumping, stalking, or running for prey, The tiger never gives up hope and never fails, It always catches something,
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ReplyDeleteThe Pegasus
ReplyDeleteThe sky and sea had a clash,
That could have turned the world to ash,
And thus was born a chilling tale,
Of a Pegasus all should hail.
The water raged, the sky went black,
The war began with one giant crack,
Lightning struck, the sea spun,
We all knew it had begun,
Fires raged across the land,
And nobody could quite understand,
When this battle would end, with the truth revealed,
But had earth’s destiny truly been sealed?
And human kind caught in-between,
With nobody daring to intervene,
But hope came in one shining light,
That could possibly end the fight,
A Pegasus, with its wings a glow,
Soared down to the sea so below,
Turned a color never seen before,
And with a flash, ended the war.
The people yelled, “Pegasus has won the day”
And Pegasus let out a mighty, “Nehh!”
But what caused such a fight,
That almost destroyed us in the black night?
No one knows, but one thing is for sure,
It really caused quite a stir
And Pegasus lives above all men,
To make sure it never happens again.
R.D.27
hi ryan
DeleteA World Without Words
ReplyDeleteBy Annika
There's a wisper in Windhill,
A thud in Thundergrove,
A light in Sunriseforest,
A flash in Lightingcove,
I was stranded on a mountain,
Between these points,
A long time ago,
But I will never forget.....
The World Without Words.
Awsome!!!
ReplyDeleteSundays
ReplyDeleteI like Sundays best,
Eating pancakes with the rest.
Playing in the sun,
Sundays are great fun.
I wish everyday were a Sunday,
But I realize when I wake up the next morning,
It is Monday.
~#15
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ReplyDeleteI am an eagle, eagle,
ReplyDeleteI am a beagle, beagle,
I am a seagull, seagull,
I am a dingle berry, dingle berry,
I am a key, key,
I am a bronze key, bronze key,
I am a silver key, silver key,
I am a gold key, gold key,
I am a donkey, donkey,
I am a pinky, pinky,
I am a Twinkie, Twinkie,
I am a bin key, bin key.
#13
Nice JoBBBBBBBBBB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!☺☺☺☺☻♥♦♣♠○◘•ยต♣5♣5
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ReplyDeletePitter, patter on the roof
ReplyDeleteI hear the rain coming down
Boom, boom there goes the thunder
I see a bright flash of lightning
Sitting on my window seal
Rain drops on my window
I draw a sad face
#8
fantstic peom ryan!!!!!
ReplyDeletecool poem #15!!!
ReplyDeleteA Snow Day
ReplyDeleteIt was the evening of May 3rd, when Cascade Ridge saw it's first snow,
The children's faces were eager, pressed against the window.
They looked with amazement, a first snow in May,
It had turned out to be a beautiful day.
But alas, they were stuck inside school,
Doing their usual school day scheduel.
They longed for the bell to ring,
So they could get outside and let their hearts sing
Ding! Goes the bell,
They now all feel swell
What a beautiful day,
On the 3rd day of May.
2nd Blog Response
~#15
Clouds
ReplyDeleteBy:Ben W
Sitting there above the world, lonely and still. Letting it's wet tears fall, which make puddles on high up hills. The little creatures on the ground ducking undercover. But suddenly the sun comes up, and makes them all uncover. Now the clouds feel joyful as they let the sun come through, the clouds watch the day go by, as they start to fade like you!
Music and Art
ReplyDeleteBy: Noelle Hsia
Every moment of the day,
I hear a flow of music in my brain,
It's not once a month I hear it,
It's every day so I can enjoy it,
Music runs freely in my head,
This is true it's not fake,
It's like a radio with my own personal channel,
Sometimes I will sing along in my head,
Sometimes I will draw with an absent minded brain,
For when this happens,
I forget everything that's around me,
It's kind of like a dream, you can't control it,
I love music and art, it's my passion,
So when you see me day dreaming about this,
You can hear me humming and murmering to myself,
So if you see me like this,
Don't bother me, I insist.
-Noelle :)
Really nice job Benjaford!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
ReplyDeleteYour poem was awesome, Ben! :)
ReplyDeleteRyan, your poem was COOL!
ReplyDeleteIt was interesting!!!!!!
The Fox
ReplyDeleteThere once was a fox
That lived in a small box
He invited a mouse to his house
But the mouse never came
With a pout
He stormed out
To find the little mouse that didn’t come
Then he went home
Tummy stuffed in the shape of a dome
Still wondering why the mouse never came
- #7
Wow ben how unique and intersting your poem is!!!!!!!!!! Good job.
ReplyDeleteEveryone's is awsome!!!!
ReplyDeleteI agree too! :) :)
ReplyDeleteGOOD JOB EVERYONE!!!!
i liked your poem ryan! it was very interesting.
ReplyDeleteSCHOOL
ReplyDeleteBy: Annie Mazzaferro
Ring, ring, the bell dings
It's music time lets start to sing
It's math time, don't throw a fit
Recess and lunch is a big hit
Why reading, it is just text
Science and social studies, what do we do next
What? It is time to pack up our things
Oh my, one minuet until the bell rings.
annie #2
SCHOOL
ReplyDeleteRing, ring, the bell dings
It's time for music, we start to sing
It's math time don't throw a fit
Recess and lunch is a big hit
Why reading, it's just a text
Science and social studies, what do we do next?
What? It's time to pack out things
Oh my! one minuet until the bell rings.
Annie #2
sorry I think i maybe made two
ReplyDeleteAnnie
The best book in the world
ReplyDeleteI was sitting on the edge of my seat
Reading the best book in the world
Every word far more neat
Than any ever made
I feel like it is a sweet
I am sure it is my favorite
I know that I just beat
My record for reading a book in a short time
This is probably my best feat
And I had fun with it
The book was as good as a sheet
Of Beethoven’s best
This book is better
Than all the rest
#16
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ReplyDeleteGreat Job everyone!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteThe Championship Game
ReplyDeleteBy Jill Streamer
We walked out hand in hand feeling like champions
but the game hadn’t begun
as soon as we heard the whistle
we charged and ran
passing the ball back and forth
up and down the field
panting with all our might
we thought we had this game sealed
Bam! One lucky whack
and all our heads hung low
we still try our very best
but the ball just won’t go
the last whistle was blown
we all tried not to show our tears
but the other team was running and laughing
as all their parents cheered
our coach tells us we played great
but the first twenty minutes determined our fate
my head was hanging low
all the way home, I just can’t seem to bear it
we lost the state championship and we had a go
I wish we could have won it
I Stood in a Land
ReplyDeleteBy Ashley Davis
I stood in a land
the grass swayed
in the breeze
the sun was reflected
off the smooth glass of the lake
there was not a sound to be
heard
until I heard it
I heard a whisper in the wind
the water flowing
the birds chirping
then I heard there was no
whisper
the wind was howling
howling with all its
might
the water was not flowing
it was churning
franticly
the birds were not chirping
they were squawking in
alarm
it was too much
I fell to my knees
then out of the water rose
a beautiful creature
a fish with rainbows on its scales
it said "come child
do not be afraid"
it cradled me in its arms
and pulled me into the water
I finally realized what I was
I was a fish glowing bright
I lived a happy life to the end of my days
I helped those who were lost and afraid
I took them to the water
til the end of their days
Summer
ReplyDeleteBy:Max Poole
I laid on a beach watching the sun
thinking about having fun
I rested reading a book
while seeing a man fishing with a hook
I got hungry and got a snack
While holding a back pack
I decided to rent a kayak boat
That was very hard to float
I went sailing and caught a lot of fish
then returned to make a dish
I fell asleep thinking of my day
while laying on a bunch of hay
I love summer it is the best
no more school time to take a rest
Max #21
Scout Outing
ReplyDeleteBy: Lucas Tjom
Pack your things, your ready to go
Get in the truck and there you go
Get to the camp site and pitch your tent
Get dinner ready over your camp fire
Burn your dinner and now it's time to eat your dessert
Jump into your sleeping bag and try to sleep
Hear the pitter patter of the rain
Say good night and go to sleep
It's time to wake up and start a fire
Get breakfast on and burn that too
Go for a hike and bring your essentials
Time to go back and burn another meal
Pack your things, your ready to go
Get in the truck and it's time to go
"Bees"
ReplyDeleteBees go by from time to time,
Giving off their buzzy rhymes,
The pollen such a joy to spread,
"I thank you so," that's what I said,
The greatest seasons, spring and summer,
But then they go and it's such a bummer,
After some months, the bees are back,
Spreading all their pollen packs!
~Cameron #9
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ReplyDeleteHomework
ReplyDeleteI sit there, in a chair,
while boringness is in the air.
homework is not what I want to do,
I'd much rather play with goo.
even though, it's not a game,
it is, very lame.
~Nolan
"FIRE WORKS"
ReplyDeleteThe fireworks go up on the fourth of July,
They make me want to cry,
They are not tears that make me feel bad,
Instead they make me feel very glad,
Although it happens really fast,
They look like a nuclear blast,
Fireworks are very cool and fun,
They look just like the sun,
~Cory Anderson
Dogs
ReplyDeleteSome are big some are small,
Some of their names can even be paul,
Some are skinny Some are fat,
Some could of chewed up a bat,
Some are big some are small,
Dont you just love them all!
-#20
"The Never Ending Story"
ReplyDeleteBy: Abigail King
Reading
Reading a tale in which you cannot interfere
Is like being on the other side of sound proof glass
Watching, warning, wishing, escaping.
Rustling pages bring a relief that nothing else can.
Escaping, if only for a little while, to a world of plots of wonder of sadness and loss of excitement of...
Losing yourself
Glimpsing, never touching
Watching a world better than your own. Or not.
An oasis in a harsh desert
A bright light in the dark
Chocolate in a field of broccoli
Love in a world of hate
A door in a door less room
Always read
To feed the mind
To feed the heart
To feed the soul,
Is the purpose of the Never Ending Story.
Exciting Day at the Beach
ReplyDeleteBy: Hannah Hall
I watch the waves crash and crash
Then I hear the wind whistle
With every little creature in the sea
Watching and watching to come out
There're frightened as a kitten in a storm
But, look
The sun is coming out
The day has brightened
And know you will see
The friendly light that shines on them
As though they are spotted
Everyone there is excited and happy
For the bright day
But look and see
The sea creatures are up and out
And everyone at the beach is having a blast
The day is over
The next to come
Waiting and waiting the sea creatures are
To come and to see
The people are sleeping
For tomoroow's day to arrive
The Secrets of Nature
ReplyDeleteBy Lucy
I once climbed a tree and stayed there for a day,
to find out what secrets nature keeps in a way.
I waited and waited, so much time passed,
when somthing zoomed by, very fast.
I looked around quickly, then posed like a tree,
because sudddenly, there was a bird sitting on me.
It stayed there a while, then it flew away.
Then right after that, a deer crossed the way.
Later a bear, strong and mighty came by,
and started to eat the berries that fell from the sky.
Too soon, I had to get off that tree and go back to the life that was patterened for me.
And as I left,
I felt bad, I had not found out the secrets nature kept.
Or did I?
Gymnastics is Flipstastic
ReplyDeleteBy: Mariana
Gymnastics is all about flips,
Like in bars you do kips,
and back circles with your hips,
In beam you do a leap and jump,
be careful do not get a bump,
In floor you do front flips,
and maybe a handstand bridge,
And in vault you start on a lunge,
run, run jump and a flip before lunch,
you can feel butterflies in your tummy,
After you compete your face is all sunny,
And you will find flips are funny,
Summer Break
ReplyDeleteBy: Noah Springborn
Summer break is when school is out
Everyone has given a shout
Everyone relaxes and haves fun
Playing in the summer sun
Everyone goes on vacation
And you can use your imagination
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ReplyDeleteYUCK!
ReplyDeleteBy: Connor #10
Bugs!
Spiders!
Scorpions!
Trash!
All of the things make me upchuck!
Pimples!
Slime!
Mold!
Dandruff!
All of those things make me upchuck!
Worms!
Slugs!
Snails!
Expired Food!
All of those things make me upchuck!
All of those things make me upchuck!
YUCK!
YUCK!
YUCK!
Opening Day
ReplyDeleteYou can smell the freshly popped popcorn
sweat drips down his forehead
he tightens the grip on his bat
the pitcher starts his wind up
the ball is pitched
he swings and it's out of here!!
#6
The Jungle that Never Sleeps
ReplyDeleteBy: Noelle Hsia
Thump,
Thump,
Stomping is the only sound they hear,
Thump,
Thump,
They are feared of the beast that is near,
For if they sleep, they may never awaken again,
For when animals go to sleep, no matter how big they are, they become food for the beast,
GROWL!
The mighty beast has caught a meat which will become it's feast,
For the birds aren't fast enough to get out of his reach,
The beast they feared and heard through the night was a tiger,
Animals scurry and squeal as leaves shake,
For the mighty tiger has caught it's feast in the dark night,
Whether it's jumping, stalking, or running for prey,
The tiger never gives up hope and never fails,
It always catches something,
-#25