Poems
Well In English class on friday we had to write a Seasonal poem and a feelings poem. So i thought i would share the seasonal poem first and then the Feelings poem... This first poem my dad helped me with
"It's Winter"
Winter's here-my biggest fear,
is layers of snow and ice.
But, after the first big storm,
things get kind of nice.
Even if you live far away,
from a much-traveled road.
Snow plows are often hard at work,
to ease your mental driving load.
Yes, it's really rather nice,
to drive on white lined streets.
As long as the black top's very bare,
Those trips are really treats.
Yes, snow is quite a dangerous, beet
it has an upside, too.
Storms give us a nice change of scene,
And add some beauty too.
-Meisha Hatch
Here is my Feelings one that i worked on for three hours and my mom red it and think the poem is all about me. Which is not!
"Sadness"
Today is a sad day,
my friend moved away.
She said she would call,
but, im crying by my wall.
Parents fight everyday,
my friends think that i get my way.
School is hard, now that i'm a Senior,
things were easier last year.
Headaches come every so often,
to give me more pain.
I wish boys can always be like gentlemen,
and that could stop the rain.
Everyone's having a good day,
except for me.
I want to have a great day,
before i'm old like thirty.
-Meisha Hatch
And their you have it. Two poems. So what do you all think?
"It's Winter"
Winter's here-my biggest fear,
is layers of snow and ice.
But, after the first big storm,
things get kind of nice.
Even if you live far away,
from a much-traveled road.
Snow plows are often hard at work,
to ease your mental driving load.
Yes, it's really rather nice,
to drive on white lined streets.
As long as the black top's very bare,
Those trips are really treats.
Yes, snow is quite a dangerous, beet
it has an upside, too.
Storms give us a nice change of scene,
And add some beauty too.
-Meisha Hatch
Here is my Feelings one that i worked on for three hours and my mom red it and think the poem is all about me. Which is not!
"Sadness"
Today is a sad day,
my friend moved away.
She said she would call,
but, im crying by my wall.
Parents fight everyday,
my friends think that i get my way.
School is hard, now that i'm a Senior,
things were easier last year.
Headaches come every so often,
to give me more pain.
I wish boys can always be like gentlemen,
and that could stop the rain.
Everyone's having a good day,
except for me.
I want to have a great day,
before i'm old like thirty.
-Meisha Hatch
And their you have it. Two poems. So what do you all think?
5 Comments:
At 12:00 AM, The Warrior said…
I like the second one. I'm doing all I can, about the eleventh line.
At 2:23 PM, Meish said…
Aw thanks Spencer for finally replying. The eleventh line is about boys becomming Gentlemens.Well I think from what i've heard you are becomming a gentlemen.And i think you are a gentlemen
At 4:05 PM, The Warrior said…
Meisha, that meant a lot to me. Thank you.
At 7:08 PM, Meish said…
Yeah anytime i mean some other guys i know don't act like they are a gentlemen but you definatly act like a true gentlemen.
At 12:11 AM, The Warrior said…
Thank you. I'll try to remember that.
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