I Think That I Shall Never See . . .

I Think That I Shall Never See

By – Hunter Hoogendorn

I think that I shall never see

My homework done

A problem with work like a test

Against the homework theft

A solved question that I’m proud of

And the credit that I get

Is enough to do it again

But my pride

Is destroyed because

The teacher said that

I get to credit

Because Candice did it . . . . .

Poems are made by fools like me

But only homework can kill stupidity

  

I Think That I Shall Never See

By – Celine Pandosy

I think that I shall never see

Something as beautiful as you and me.

Our hand together, into one

A day of laughter, love, and fun.

Our summer filled with much to cherish

And this, I know, will never perish

Poems are made by fools like me

But we made love, easy to see

I Think That I Shall Never See

 By – Maddie Anzaldi

I think that I shall never see

A poem as lovely as a bee.

A bee who’s buzzed away from her nest,

Gone searching for the rest.

Upon her journey, an egg she’s lain,

Under a leaf, that shields the rain.

A bee that blooms so bright, and free

So very little compared to a tree.

Along with her ones, she flies to the sun,

The music of wind, sounding like a drum.

Poems are made by fools like me,

But bees are made for the world to see.

I Think That I Shall Never See

By – William Collins

I think that I shall never see

A drink as good as sun-tea

Some tea is in a bottle all prest

Come from leave beside a bird’s nest

So sweet and so cold

Perfect tea can only be told

Some tea that was made by the sun

Drink this while you have fun

Poems are made by fools like me

But nobody has made perfect sun-tea.

I Think That I Shall Never See

 By – Hannah Ballard

I think that I shall never see

A guitar that has never made me feel free

Chord after chord, strum after strum

Each time my fingers hit a string

I never feel like a human being

Music is a gift

But only if

You make good rhymes.

Poems are made by fools like me

But you have to write poetry to feel free

Color Poems

Black Is . . . 

By – Corey Maneiro

Black is the person

In the corner waiting

For you to turn

Your back on it.

Black is the last

Color you see before

You meet your end.

Back is the color the

Mugger was wearing before

He killed you.

Black is the color of your

Soul when you have not

Remorse, not feeling.

Black is the color

You never want to

See.

What is White

 By – Celine Pandosy

White is a soul

So soft and pure.

It’s gentle and quiet

Like snow on a fern.

Whit isn’t showy

And it blends very well.

Whit is invisible

It cannot be seen.

White is a question

A curiosity.

And never have I seen

Such a calmer color.

It soothes me

Until the day is over

The Unseen – Clear

 By – Gabby Frantz

What is clear you tell me

It’s kind of a mystery

It’s not given enough credit

For what it does

For without clear you could not see water from above

It’s clear and clean and sweet and nice

It’s basically ice

Water is clear without chlorine

And a baby’s heart is as clear as a glistening stream

It’s see through

It’s beautiful

It’s unmistakable

It’s beautiful like everything good

And if I could see it I would

Glass is strong but breakable

Clear is unmistakable

What is White: By – Celine Pandosy

White is a soul

So soft and pure.

It’s gentle and quiet

Like snow on a fern.

Whit isn’t showy

And it blends very well.

Whit is invisible

It cannot be seen.

White is a question

A curiosity.

And never have I seen

Such a calmer color.

It soothes me

Until the day is over

White

 By – Summer Wendt

White is the absence of color, of fear, of darkness

It’s there to imagine on rainy days

It’s the first steps of a brand-new being

What is nothing as it it’s not there

It never existed

It never did care

It’s there to let others shine

It’s kind enough to let you take all the credit

It’s the reflection in the mirror

A gleam and a smile

It shows others gladness

It’s stands out differently

Helping the heroes

Never getting mentioned for all it’s deeds

It doesn’t judge

It doesn’t get made when you ignore it

And it will always come back again

Because it loves you

Aqua

 By – Jessica Burke

Aqua is the water,

With a cool shore-side breeze,

Aqua is so calm

And puts your mind as ease.

Aqua is so elegant,

Like Elizabeth the Queen,

Aqua is a lovely color,

That’s always a great sight to be seen.

OH! Seafoam Green?

 By – Thomas Reynolds

Oh seafoam green!

How are you considered green?

You  make me turn red and mean

How does Mrs. Oqueli like you?

You would never b the color of my shoe

I just want you to leave the world

Because the first time I say you I hurled

Oh seafoam Green!

William Carlos Williams Inspired Poetry

This is Jus t to Say: 

By – Haley Cano

I have eaten

All of your cake

That was in the freezer

Behind the ice-cream

I know it’s your Birthday

And I know you saved it for the party

But it looked so delicious

I couldn’t resist

Forgive me

It was chocolaty

So creamy

It was great

Wheelbarrow Poem: 

By – Ryan Hill

So much depends

On

A chicken

For it create

Little chickens

And eggs

To eat and

Survive

Wheelbarrow Poem: 

By – Isaiah Weatherspoon

So much depends

On me

Cleaning everything

Watching everyone

Why

Does it all

Depend

On me

This is Just to Say: 

By – DJ Ellsworth

I have beaten

You game

It was in

The X-box

And which

You wanted

To beat

Yourself

Forgive me

It was a good

Game

The best of all

Wheelbarrow Poem: 

By – Kyarra Carpenter

So much depends

Upon

A book

Filled with knowledge

Scrambled with words

Wheelbarrow Poem: 

By – Rose Liners

So much depends upon pens

Having to write

Whatever

Whenever

Never to run out

Of ink

If so . . .

Buh-bye

Wheelbarrow Poem: 

By – Remington Froncek

So much depends

Upon

My skateboard

Topped with grip-tape

And trucks and wheels

Underneath

Giving me

Something to do

This is Just to Say: 

By – Marques Hodges

I have dented

Your car’s hood

And also

Broken your windshield

And this may

Cost a ton of cash

But

It’s your fault

Forgive me

That your car jumped

In front of me

On my

Scooter

P.S. I felt

Like a

stuntman

Metaphor Poems

The Flower is the Sun: 

By – Emma Sparks

The flower is the sun

So beautiful, bright, and small

Standing on the ground

Cascading up the wall

It spreads its glistening petals

Stuck from the morning dew

Drawing in the sunlight

Following its every move

The flower is the sun

Let its petals shine

So small and frail

I hope it’s always mine

My Life is a Game of Scrabble: 

By – Jessica Burke

The possibilities of words,

The chosen and the unchosen letters,

What I can make of my choices,

And how the ending plays out.

My life is a game of Scrabble,

The chances to take are endless,

But it always ends,

So, use your life’s risky, chancy, letters.

People are Stars: 

By – Jenny Le

People are stars

Shining bright all the time

Trying to get recognition

Brighter and brighter

Our egos get ahead of us

Using everything to outshine the others

But eventually it’s gone

Our glow fading away

Forming into a black hole of nothing

People are stars

My Life is Football: 

By – Aiden Cook

My life is football

As I walk on the field

I already know the deal is sealed

When I call that play

The guys already know what I’m going to say

But when we are in formation

We all get a sensation

We all want to hit

We all need to sit

And that’s my life of football

Life is an Elephant: 

By – Hannah Ballard

Life is an elephant

Really big and wondrous

All you have to do is explore

Life can open many doors

But if only you try, life

Can pull you down

Yet, at the same time it can

Pull you up

My Life is Softball: 

By – Gabby Thompson

My life is softball

Running on the field

Base by base

4 years of practice

Standing on the plate

Waiting for the ball

1^st base, 2^nd base, 3^rd base

Home.

My life is softball

And I just made a home run.

School Is a Dungeon: 

By – Maddie Anzaldi

School is a dungeon,

All children forced to go,

If you make 1 mistake,

The teachers will blow!

They’ll chain you up,

And send you to the master,

Where you’re then forced

To find your fate of disaster.

Baseball is my Life: 

By – Remington Froncek

Baseball is my life

My knees start to shake when I get up to pitch

I’m covered in sweat

If I mess up I give them a base

The player’s running

The umpire’s screaming

Coaches are giving signs

I wind up and all I hear is . . .

STRIKE!

Haiku/Tanka

Mister Ead Ead: 

By – Jikese Hatchell

I love you my friend
Oh, how bad I miss you friend

Please come home quickly

                                                Please stop bugging me

                                                I just gave you lunch at 12

                                                You don’t need a drink

                                                You ate all my shoes today

                                                Leave me alone doggy Ead!

Haiku/Tanka: 

By – Conor McGuire

Mother nature’s love             

Is sun shining over us            

Hope will come to us   

                                      Mother nature’s love

                                      The stars shining love on us

                                      The stars will shine bright

                                      Our hearts will always combine 

                                         Children will come too

                                      We will live inside shelter

A Day at the Beach: 

By – Katherine Scarborough

The waves cuddle me

The breeze and light follows me

So peaceful and rich

The ending the comes too soon