My sincere apologies to Josh and Sara for omitting their poems!  Here they are.

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Poetry To Me (An Acrostic)

Poems spark up the dark

Of the night

Evening is the most pleasant time of the day

Trees shaking, the best time to think up a new poem

Rigorous raccoons and cloudy stormy skies

Year-long skies come around changing different colors,

Trying sometimes to have the sun push out but mostly just the moon

Obeying whatever they want, the daylight or night,to be like

My poetry book coming alive whatever I write

Even when I don’t want to write you can’t get away from who I am

-Sara

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Poetry is?

poetry is

funny

or pleasing

or amazing

or beautiful

or clever

or great

or kind

or the worst thing possible

or terrible

or atrocious

or hideous

or dumb

or evil

all of these things

or it is just plain stupid

-Josh

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Poetry

Poetry is a storm of letters and words

over the headline is a pasture

everything when you look back blurs

things very strange occur

red flowers flock the paper

yes everything is TRUE in this pasture

–Damon

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(An Acrostic)

What is poetry to me well  poetry

Has rhyme some poets use

Alliteration and metaphors

They have long and short lines some full of punctuation some not

It’s like a song with a

Story and sometimes music

Poetry can be in different forms

Oh maybe a haiku or sonnet

Every poem is different no

Two are alike they could have a beat or

Rhythm

You can write about anything in a poem

-Donia

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(An Acrostic)

Ms. Noble

Ms. Noble is the best

She can’t be beaten,

No teacher can live up to her,

Only single teacher I have had!

But very intelligent,

Life is amazing with such a teacher,

Every single thing is perfect,

–Damon

What are Poems?

Poems are like magic

Poems are lots of words

Even though I can be in a brawl in the mall

I’m here writing a poem not having a ball

Words are a wonderful powerful thing

A poem is a lot of super cool jumble of words

Thats what poems are

- Garrett

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poetry is okay

poetry is okay

it’s sometimes awful

sometimes funny

or gross

it can be fun

or boring

or dumb

or amazing

or the worst thing that ever happened to you

or just ugly

or stupid

or lame

or about a lame guy

or ridiculous

or smart

or disgusting

or the best thing in the world

you want to marry it

or kill it

or it’s evil

or awesome

or just one line

some are great

or hilarious

poetry is okay

- Ryan

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The Man with A Cat On His Head

I saw a man with a cat on his head.

And he was feeding it some French bread.

My dad took a picture with his phone.

So this man would always be known.

Then we had to keep walking,

But about this man we will always be talking.

-Lila

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(An Acrostic)

Hurricanes are storms that creep

Up on land and

Reach out to destroy property, southern storms often

Romp over land for a long time

It moves faster up north than down south

Called by names from

A to Z in alphabetical order if they don’t get to a

Name they start at A again as the

Eye settles over land, as the day ends, the

Sun sets in the west

–Jack

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What Do I Think of Poetry?

When I think of poetry,

I think of action and people

and places and miracles and experiences

stuck on one lined piece of paper.

Sometimes I go crazy trying to think of new ideas,

and interesting, or different words

to put on that

one piece of lined  paper.

But then I tell myself poetry can be anything,

anything that I can think of. Poetry can be anything I want. Nothing is right

or wrong

IT’S POETRY!

-Lucy

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HOW POEMS FIND ME!

I am sitting on a bench

and I hear some thing calling my name

it is saying, “Julian Julian”

I follow the voice but I don’t see it

I am scared

I run back but it is too fast

I run and I run but it catches  me

I am trapped when it catches me

it will put a baseball cap on me

I am tired, thirsty and hungry

it takes me back to its house and gives me food and a drink then it shows me who it is it is a

POEM!

– Julian

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POETRY (An Acrostic)

Poetry is words coming together to make sentences.

Only you can write what you think.

Every poem is different.

Try to write a poem.

Rhyme, alliteration, similes and much more

You can write a poem too.

It could be a lot of fun.

Some poems are easier to write than others.

- Hannah

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Keep On Going

a poem is born like a baby

poems have birthdays just like humans but poems don’t die

poems sail back and forth like a boat

somebody writes a poem  like a boat but

poems don’t sink

poems are smart  like children in school

poems can think but poems don’t take a break during the summer

poems don’t stop never never

they keep on going forever

-Gaby

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Poetry is its Own World

Poetry is it’s own world

that’s magical

that’s amazing

that’s eldritch

that’s bonzer

that’s fantastic

that’s extraordinary

that’s grand

that’s radiant

that’s brobdingnagian

that’s diminutive

that’s chilling

that’s different because you’re not in it

it’s in you

–Brendan

Halloween Fears

There’s only one night in a year, when all the spirits are here,

When the witch takes flight on her broom, and you are frightened by a goblins BOO!

When the skeletons shake, you turn ghostly opaque,

glowing  jack ‘o lanterns, and bloody phantoms,

They all make you shriek, they give a strong reek,

but however much fright, you survive through the night,

and tomorrow the spookiness will die.

–Ella Olivia

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I saw a cloud that looked like a meatball!

I saw a cloud that looked like a meatball!

The meatball had arms and a mustache.

It was fat like a hippo

with a mouth and a nose and two eyes too.

Split in the middle

I didn’t know why

It looked strange

and then I knew, there wasn’t one meatball, but two!

-Jesse

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(An Acrostic)

Many things are cool about her,

She has the best schedule ever.

Nothing is bad about the class,

Oh yes, all of this is true.

Big Dalton suits her a lot,

Long days are awesome because,

Everything is amazing because of

Ms. Noble!

-Aidan

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How Poetry Gets Me (inspired by “How Poetry Comes to Me” by Gary Snyder)

It comes creeping toward me, not making a sound

Hunting me down like some kind of hound

Comes like a ghost and taps my shoulder

I turn around and chuck a small boulder

He introduces himself and says, ”hi”

I let out a really big sigh

He says he is something you will not believe

He says he is POETRY!

-Max

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Halloween is a spooooooky night (An Acrostic)

A pumpkin is shining in the light

Low stay low when the ghost comes out

Lay on the floor when the ghost comes out

Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

We go to each house and say trick or treat

Echos fill the night

Each of us is in fright

Now shhhhhhhhhhhhh on Halloween night

–Alexandra

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Poetry is Emotion

poetry loves me

it sings

and dances

and prances

in my head

it twirls and whirls together

when it comes i say yay!

when it leaves is say aww         !

i love when it says great poem! great poem!

we think together

we laugh together

we all do everything together

–Alexandra

Note: The blog has altered the format of some of the poems.