Stopping By The Fire Place
By:
Audrey Byrne
Stopping
by the fire place
On a cold
winter day
It is
still cold
So she
will get a blanket
Instead
It is
still cold
So she
snuggles with her husband
And the
fire has come to an end
I’m warm
now she said
I’m warm now she said
Stopping by the Store
By:
Makenzie Proctor
Stopping
by the
Candy
store
On a hot
summer
Day
Boxes of
sweets
Waiting
on the
Shelves,
waiting
To be
chosen
Waiting
to be chosen
Stopping by Tracks on a Fall Day
By: Riley
Barger
The
tracks I see are not a deer
Sadly
it’s gone and they’re not near
Rain
washes the tracks until no more
It washes
way like our dreams
I follow
the path until I daze off
The wind
blows like a cough
It washes
away like our dreams
It washes
away like our dreams
Shopping on Black Friday
By:
Reagan Meador
I must
hurry for it’s Black Friday
It is the
cheapest holiday
So close
to Thanksgiving
I must
get there first to stay
So
crowded, the shelves are bare
The
customers don’t care
If others
get nothing and they get something
Absolutely
no one will share
I guess
I’ll continue looking deep
For
perfect sales that I’ll keep
When
Black Friday’s over I’ll finally sleep
When
Black Friday’s over Ill finally sleep
Untitled
By: Ally Taylor
Until I
see
The part
of me
I wonder
where
I will
be.
I know
I’ll be fine
Between
the lines
And
there’s a time
And
there’s a time
So Much Depends Upon
By Riley
Barger
So much
depends
Upon
A kid
With
blonde hair
Blue eyes
Ripped
t-shirt
And no
shoes
So Much Depends Upon
By:
Genesis Adesina
So much
depends
Upon
The radio
Black or
maybe green
Spitting
out so much
information
So Much Depends Upon
By:
Makenzie Proctor
So much
depends
Upon
Poetry
always
Being
funny,
Creative
and
Thoughtful
Beside
those
Stories
So Much Depends Upon
By: Ian
Horner
So much
depends upon
Out
bunker
Covered
in debris
And rain
In the
middle
Of a
storm
So Much Depends Upon
By:
Shanna Walton
So much
depends upon
A pen
You have
to find
The
perfect one
That just
slides right in
Your hand
So Much Depends Upon
By:
Kendall Swindell
So much
depends
Upon
A pair of
Glasses
Made with
shiny
Metal
Resting
on
My head
A Good Book
By:
Reagan Meador
So much
depends
Upon
A good
Book
Getting
me through
My day
Until I
go
To sleep
So Much Depends Upon
By:
Thomas Mazzeo
So much
depends
Upon
A white
Chicken
Full of
Feathers
Sitting
on
A farm
Smile
By:
Bailey Inga
So much
depends
Upon
A smile
It
brightens up
A gloomy
Day
So Much Depends Upon
By: Vega
Shepherd
So much
depends
Upon
A small
Bridge
Where
trolls
Live
And the
goats
Cross
This is Just to Say
By:
Reagan Meador
This is
just to say
I have
lost
The
pencil
You gave
to me
To borrow
You
probably
Needed it
Back
For
yourself
Forgive
me
I wasn’t
paying
Attention
And I
lost it
This is Just to Say
By: Noah
McComb
This is
just to say
I have
eaten all the poptarts
In the
house
I even
shared them with
The mouse
And which
You might
say he’s a pest
And you
Were
saving for breakfast
Forgive
me
I ate
them
But
I savored
them like a gem
This is Just to Say
By:
Shanna Walton
This is
just to say
I have
eaten
The
cookie dough
That was
on the
Pan about
to go in the oven
Which you
Were
probably saving
For the
party
Forgive
me
But they
were delicious
I know
You would
have done the same
This is Just to Say
The Win
By:
Justin Thorpe
This is
just to say
I have
beaten
Your team
That was
in
The
playoffs
And which
You were
probably
Hoping
Would win
Forgive
me
They had
no defense
So bad
Such a
big blow out
Books Books
By: Arika
Horvath
Books
books in the nook
I wish I
was a book
With all
your pages shining bright
I would
read you day and night
Eggs Eggs
By:
Hayden Jaramillo
Eggs eggs
flying by
They will
hit you in the eye
If you
start to wonder why
You’ll
get a slimy surprise
Chicken Chicken
By: Ian
Horner
Chicken,
Chicken, head up high
Don’t you
know you should die
You
should be in my oven
Man, this
chicken, I’m a lovin’
Scary Scary
By: Gavin
Cook
Scary,
scary looking clown
From the
car jumping out
What a scary
laugh you hve
Scary
scary looking clown
Cat
By: Gavin
Cook
Cay
laying on my lap
Purring
when I scratch your back
Licking
my hand
And
hissing at the clowns
Going
crazy because of the red light
Scratching
at the walls
Cat
By:
Michael Diaz
I thought
I owned you
But you
own me
I feed
you
You don’t
thank me
I’m the
slave
You’re
the king
Dog
By: Matthew Odom
By: Matthew Odom
My
favorite dog Husky
She was a
good girl
Even
though she ran away
No one
could replace her in that way
Her name
is kira
It’s so
sad you had to go
Abby
By: Dani
Vance
Abby
Oh Abby
Laying
there
Black-grayish
Fur
Curly
You hear
a sound,
And
scatter.
You see a
person,
Scatter.
Why are
you so skiddish?
I love
you!
Wish I
could bring you home with me.
I Think
By:
Justin Thorpe
I think
that I shall never see
A poem as
lovely as a cleat
A cleat
with metal spike’s the best
Able to
go over a bird’s nest
Abel to
trek through miles of hay
Waking
for Detroit’s dismay
Poems are
made by fools like me
But Nike
has made tons of cleats
I Think
By:
Makenzie Proctor
I think
that I shall never see
A teacher
as busy as a bee
She runs
and runs and never stops
I think
she doesn’t have many opps
I think
she never leaves her post
She’s the
one we love the most
Poems are
made by fools like me
But
poetry made Oqueli
Sensations of Football
By Justin
Thorpe
As I walk
on the field
And look
at the crowd
Nachos
and “dogs”
Are what
they’re about
As I sit
on the bench
And drink
Gatorade
And think
that winning
May not
be our fate
As I walk
off the field
With head
towards the ground
We’ve
lost the big game
And got
nothing we found
The Sensations of Winter
By: Wyheb
Tokhli
As I lay
snuggled in my bed
And I
look outside
I see the
ice shining bright like a skate
The snow
scruffs against the ice
These are
the sensations of winter
I wake up
Get on my
winter clothes
Skate on
the ice
As my
flaws go away
I skate
away
Haiku
By:
Bailey Inga
A tiny
raindrop
Falls in
synch with the heartbeat
Of the
small damp leaves
Haiku
By:
Reagan Meador
A single
raindrop
It drops
from the open sky
Hits the
ground and pops
Tanka
A green
sapling
On the
edge of the forest
Drinks
the raindrop
And grows
tall and strong
Swaying
in the wind
Haiku
By:
Makenzie Proctor
Snowmen
melt like ice
And the
flowers grow quite nice
I wish
for summer
Tanka
Summer is
a bee
It flies
when the time is right
It heats
up the earth
Just like
the sun does for us
I wish
summer would come here
I Am a Shadow
By: Ian
Horner
I am a
shadow! Who are you?
Are you a
shadow too?
Can’t you
see? We are forgotten!
Sadly, this
rule was forcibly begotten!
I am I
By:
Michael Diaz
I am I. Who are you?
Are you I
too?
If you
are I and I am I
Then who
is us?
I am I
and you are you
But you
are also I
So we are
us and us is we
We are
the same you see
Love that Cat
By:
Shannon Sullivan
Love that
cat
Like a
bee loves flowers
I said I
love that cat
Love to
watch him in the eveing
Lot to
watch him
Chase
them mice
He walk
like a man
Smells
like a dog
I said he
walks like a man
Smells
like a dog
He walks
when he’s happy
When he’s
sad he walks some more
Still I Fly
By: Riley
Barger
You may
break me down then act all innocent
With your
friend to the end fake cries
You may
be my nightmare in my every dream
But
still, like tears, I’ll fly
Doe my
friendly face make you mad
Why are
you so determined to hurt me
Cause I
don’t get upset
When you
try to torture me
Just like
every dream
You will
always wake
No one
should have a friend like you
And still
I’ll fly
Ballad
By: Noah
McComb
There is
a little girl who lives down my street
Who you
should have been able to meet
She asked
her mom to go and play
On that
warm summer day
She shot
herself
She shot
sherself
Down near
the pond
With her
jewelry and hair a shade of blonde
There she
played with a shovel and pale
She met a
female robber, drunk on ale
She shot
herself
She shot
herself
With the
woman being jealous
And the
girl looking precious
The
robber took her jewelry, beat her, and left
Since she
caused such a theft
She shot
herself
She shot
herself
She
couldn’t look at the jewel
For she
knew she was a fool
When she
was done being drunk
She
sought out a monk
She told
him the story
About how
she felt no glory
She shot
herself
She shot
herself
Not even
the monk could calm the soul down
For the
child’s spirit was stuck in the town
She threw
the jewels in the pond
Hoping
she could move on
But she
shot herself
She shot
herself
Ballad
By:
Reagan Meador
I was
sitting on the bleachers
Watching
a home game
When
several UFOs
Unexpectedly
came
There
were dozens everywhere
It was
surely a sight
I didn’t
know what to do
I was so
shocked from the fright.
I tried
to escape theem
Really I
did
But I got
abducted
I
screamed “I’m just a kid!”
They told
me that if I didn’t
Hand over
my homework soon
They
would study me
Then
shoot me over the moon
So I
handed it over
And then
they let me go
I fell
from the ship
On impact
I broke my toe
So that
is my story
Of
horrible dismay
And I
hope you understand
Why my
homework isn’t here today.
A Journey
By:
Hayden Jaramillo
There
once was a boy
Who
wanted to go to Yale
But the
was quite dumb
And very
frail
So he set
out on a journey
From tiny
waterfall
To giant
oceans
To
mountains that are quite tall
So the
boy grabbed his gear
But the
forgot his chalk
Before he
went on his journey
He
decided to walk
He walked
all day
He walked
all night
He just kept walking
Till
there was a fright
It as a
Minotaur
With
sharp pointy teeth
And a
villainous smile
But his
horns were I his sheath
So the
boy shot it
Square in
the eyes
Then
there was a buzz
It was a bunch
of flies
He
screamed “Oh dear God!”
So he ran
back home
Still
screaming
Then at
home there was a call on the phone
“You have
failed me”
So he
cried
Sad and
alone
He died
Silly School Poem
By:
Bailey Inga
The first
day of school
Is always
the worst
Everyone’s
here and
We have
to learn
Gee how I
yearn
To go out
and play
But we
have to stay
Inside
all day.
I hate
all this math
That I
don’t understand
And how
our teacher
Made us
hold hands
Boys are
weird and are so cruel
Man I
wish we didn’t have shool!
Silly School Poem
By:
Johnny Pickles Miller
It
brought my jar of to school
They said
no that’s not cool
I said
whynot
They said
because they’ll probably rot
I said no
they will not
They are
in a jar
This
teacher who does not like pickles
Is the meanest,
nastiest, most cruel by far
Still I Sing
By:
Kaitlyn LeGrande
You may
judge my voice
That’s
not my choice
You may
laugh at me
But just
let me be
Still I
will sing
Do you
think this hurts my feelings?
Do you
not see what I’m seeing?
Creating
a new melody?
Or a new
harmony?
Still I
will rise
Your
words can hurt
But that
won’t stop me
Still I
will sing
Still I
will sing
Still I
will sing
So Much Depends Upon
By: Kayla
Gibson
So Much
depends
Upon
My black
shoes
Who walk
me
To school
Everyday
This is Just to Say
By:
Shayne Nifong
Dear Mrs.
Oqueli,
Sorry
I have
borrowed
Your
pencil
For the
Class
period
Please do
Not get
Angry for
this
Is only
temporary
Forgive
me
For not
being
Prepared
and not
Telling
you
Moonlight Moonlight
By: Emily
Whalen
Moonlight,
moonlight shines so bright
I have
come prepared to fight
Is that a
wolf I see out there
I don’t
see him anywhere
My Love My Love
By: Erin
Brown
My love,
my love
You are
so sweet
You make
my heart stop dead in its beat
When I
see you standing there
All I can
do is stop and stare
Poem Poem
By:
Brianna Smith
Poem,
poem, on the page
In my
notebook you will stay
It is
hard to make you rhyme
It think
it will take some time
I Think that I Should See
By:
Savannah Drew
I think
that I should never see
A person
who doesn’t love me
My
hateful vibe you see
My haters
are my motavators
Why do
they hate me
Poems are
made by a fool called me
But you
see, only author can write them better than me
I Think That I Shall Never See
BY: Avery
Cobbs
I think
that I shall never see
A pair of
jeans that are so comfy
A pair so
soft, so full of blue
A pair of
jeans that talk to you
A pair of
jeans that fit so well
A pair of
jeans that have that new smell
Poems are
made by fools like me
I think I
shall never see a pair of jeans tha are so comfy
I Think That I Shall Never See
By: Emily
Whalen
I think
that I shall never see
A friend
who could make me laugh with glee
A friend
who likes my taste in cake
But
doesn’t necessarily like to bake
A friend
who could stand up to my moods
And like
all of my favorite foods
Poems are
made by fools like me
But only
personality can make me laugh with glee
Sensations of Endless Thoughts
By: Erin
Brown
I sit on
my bed
Thoughts
running through my head
How do I
fix my state of mind?
The
thoughts race and race
These are
the sensations that I hate
There’s
not really much debate
But more
to contemplate
These
things keep me wide awake
These are
the sensations that I hate
Haiku
By: Kayla
Gibson
Tear
drops kiss the Earth
Making the
sun smile brightly
When all
comes to end
Tanka
By: Kayla
Gibson
Earth
will kiss your tears
The clouds
will cry out loud
Making
the earth wet
Plants help
dry your sadness
Don’t let
your sorrow show
I Think That I Shall Never See
By:
Taylin Adams
I think
that I shall never see
A day so
bright as the sun I see
A smile
so long that I can’t breathe
A room so
colorful that I’m filled with glee
A tree so
tall, I can see the sea
Poems are
made by fools like me
But when I
get writing, you’ll just see
Love That Girl
By:
Savannah Drew
Love that
girl
Like a
balloon in the sky
I said I love
that girl
Like a
balloon in the sky
Love to
call her in the evening
Love to
call her
“come on
hon”
She
dances like her mama
Grins like
her daddy
I said
she dances like her mama
And grins
like her daddy
Smiles
with joy when she’s happy
When she’s
said she frowns
Her mama
like to rock her back and forth
Like to
call her baby
I said
her mama like to rock her back and forth
And calls
her baby
She won’t
leave me I know now
I won’t
leave her either
She’s got
long paths to walk to her future
Before the
rising sun
I said
she’s got long paths to walk to her future
Before the
rising sun
She’ll be
a lone ranger
Until they
come
