Midterm Review
You will be responsible for the following formats on the
exam:
Haiku
Lune
Sestina
Pantoum
Ottava Rima
Cinquain
As a review, you must complete the following amounts for
each format. They are due next Friday.
Haiku (5)
Lune (5)
Sestina (1)
Pantoum (1)
Ottava Rima (2)
Cinquain (2)
Haiku:
ReplyDelete1. Colorful and bright
Gleaming in the widespread sky
Independence Day
2. Classic, pop, and rock
Opera and musicals
Passion expression
3. Breaking through the wind
Diving up the mighty sky
Spread your wings and fly
4. Numerous in spring
Greenish spring and orange fall
Makes up the bushes
5. Blue and vast with clouds
Birds soar through the atmosphere
Fresh and breathable
Lune:
1. Nature wide
Free and desolate
Light comes through
2. Striped and orange
Frightening and fast
Preys on others
3. Black and white
Lives in the Arctic
Eat fishes
4. Destructive
Favor banana
Big and strong
5. Clean and clear
Transparent and fresh
Harmonic
Sestina:
The day before the test
Everything was a mess
My mother yelled at me
My laundry filled the basket
My books filled the floor
My homework stacked on top
I lived on the hill top
And studied for my test
Crackling of the floor
Walking was hard, especially in the mess
The rabbits danced in the basket
As my cat stumbled to me
Taking candy away from me
The ants crawled on the top
The pillow thrown landed in my basket
That was all I thought about during the test
The scribble on the test was a bunch of mess
The teacher’s jaw fell to the floor
In school, the janitor mop the floor
The floor was so clean, it reflected me
The lunch room floor was such a mess
Sauce and wraps landed on top
The teacher sat near the door and graded test
As they took out their sandwich from their basket
On their table lies their bamboo basket
Their bags lie on the floor
The tables rest on the table
The principle pointed at me
I was never the bottom one or at top
Because every test and homework of mine was a mess
Walking into the principal’s office, nowhere was there a mess
On the table, detention slips filled a basket
The basket lay on top
And below was the floor
The principal talked to me
About the drawing on my test
I explained why on my test, there was a mess
He handed a detention slip to me, taken from his wooden basket
I looked at the dazzling floor, as he told me to reach for the top.
Pantoum:
The forest was full of mysteries
Dark and secret lurk each corner
The sky above is as wide as it’ll ever be
The river near by flows for a thousand years
Dark and secret lurk each corner
Such as the cobra that hides in the trees
The river near by flows for a thousand years
The rocks deformed by the pressing of water
Such as the cobra that hides in the trees
And the jaguars waiting to capture their prey
The rocks deformed by the pressing of water
And the rich layers form over the years
And the jaguars waiting to capture their prey
Waiting for their prey to stop and rest
And the rich layers form over the years
In vivid colors and edgy shapes
Waiting for their prey to stop and rest
As they are still in daze by the exquisiteness of nature
In vivid colors and edgy shapes
Are the flowers and plants and the tree barks too
As they are still in daze by the exquisiteness of nature
Time pass without their knowledge
Are the flowers and plants and the tree barks too
That marks the rings of time and age
Ottava Rima:
ReplyDelete1. I was sure to be careful when coming home
Always looking behind
From the school in Rome
To my country in decline
Which stands alone
The bell of victory never chime
The declining country was my love
I mourn for the dying dove
The war is going on between border
My army is being pushes back
The battle field is in disorder
Skill and leadership is what they lack
Many leaders are prison warder
They don’t fight until their bone crack
Their will to win is low
That does not apply to their foe
My return does a little help
In the end we lost
After my last yelp
My happiness is the cost
And which of my whelp
My feelings are in forst
They accept our surrender in one condition
If they could have Huck Finn’s limited edition
2. Little does my friend know about me
How I traveled across the nation to escape my parent
I left my house key
My choice is aberrant
All those sceneries I wished to see
Helped me make my choice errant
I traveled across the Hudson River
Fearing the possibility of drowning as I shiver
The wide river allows me no prohibition
I sleep on land at night
As I learned about one of the river-side family’s tradition
As I help their camp fire ignite
Their family is full of superstition
Their tradition is overnight
My love for travel does not fade
My adventurous desires play
My passion soon came to an end
When my parent caught up to my trace
There is nothing that I send
It is weird that they can find my base
They wanted the relationship to amend
They told me about their trace
I was angry that they always left me alone
They want a chance for them to have their love for me shown
Cinquain:
Lovely
Valentine’s Day
Cruel day to the singles
And letters written with ardor
Crimson
Warmness
Comfort in cold
Crucial in the winter
Better affect with warm blanket
Heater
Haiku (5)
ReplyDelete1. It’s only one thing
Happy or not to be happy
I would like to be
2. Can it really be
Finally learned the best
To have a real smile
3. Warmth of having you
I ask for you not to leave
It will make me glad
4. Looking at you is special
It’s like having a million stars
That I can just keep
5. There’s too much to lose
Trust me I want you with me
So please don’t leave me
Lune (5)
1. Your my peace
You’re my everything
Stay with me
2. Unending war
Please just stay with me
I’m very sorry
3. My other half
You’re the reason I smile
I want you
4. Are you blind?
I really do need you
Open your eyes
5. Be with me
From you I need that
Come back, please
Sestina
1. The rain drops softly
It’s too late to apologize
So why am I still standing in this rain?
Waiting for you to turn back and say something to me
But my heart will not be comforted today
So maybe I should just turn away and forget us
There is no such thing as us
I can hear it coming down softly
There is no type of safety today
Don’t come to apologize
It’s hard to stay and wait for you to talk to me
I wait here in this rain
All I do is make you happy but you make me wait in the rain
Leave me alone I don’t want to remember us
Can you come back around and talk to me
A drop touches my skin softly
Don’t dare to come and tell me that you apologize
Too bad that it not time for me to be happy well just for today
My heart will be broken today
But yet I still stand in this rain
But no I see you can’t apologize
So let me forget all these things about us
I hear the rain hit the ground softly
But I still wait for you to turn and tell something to me
Come back and say a couple of words to me
I will not be able to have a helping hand with my heart today
The drops touch the ground softly
I stand here and look at this rain
I will just leave and never think about this thing called us
Don’t come to me to apologize
Don’t come to me and apologize
But I will still be waiting for you to talk to me
I will leave this atmosphere and forget about this us
But I can’t make my heart happy today
Tell my why I’m still in this rain
Here comes that rain again but it coming softly
The rain comes softly, but I don’t want to hear you apologize
I don’t want to wait in the rain, but I will wait for you to talk to me
I can’t make my heart comforted, but I want to forget about all this “us”
Pantoum (1)
ReplyDelete1. A woman stands in the outside
She is left alone
She was never loved
So she slowly left this world
She is left alone
Why though? Days like these get tough
She was never loved
That explains why she was never happy
Why though? Days like these get tough
A girl can put down so much
That explains why she was never happy
But she finds a way to pick herself back up
A girl can put down so much
A guy can do so much to make her feel bad
But she finds a way to pick herself back up
And those friends that she has always help her
A guy can do so much to make her feel bad
She will most of the times cry
And those friends that she has always help her
They are the ones that make her pick up her head
She will most of the times cry
But she looks around and find her friends
They are the ones that make her pick up her head
They are the ones that makes her know that everything will be okay
Ottava Rima (2)
1. The wild wind whooshing through my hair
I shut it making peace
Then a crackle makes a dare
Here comes the crumbling of my niece
The crunch is very rare
There goes another piece
The tick tock of the leaves lives are leaving
Boom there goes all their believing
2. Crash the building comes down
It crumples everything in its path
The woofs of the pound
A couple of giggles and laughs
There are many things found
There he yawns from his nap
There swishes by a cloud
It was all a dream
That all could become true with just one beam
Cinquain (5)
1. Trying
Not achieving
The worst feeling ever
All that hard work has all been lost
Goodbye
2. Lying
Very bad thing
Too bad you can’t stop it
Don’t ever come back to my life
Leave me
3. Leaving
Hurts me inside
I can’t do anything
So please don’t come back to my life
Get out
4. I hurt
And you don’t hurt
My heart will start breaking
Tell me why this always happens
Goodbye
5. Stop it
You disgust me
I don’t want to see you
Don’t dare to come back to my life
Adios
1) Nothing is around
ReplyDeleteNo light, no sound, no nothing
Emptiness surrounds
2) A blaze surrounds me
Smoke billows from every room
The flames look hungry
3) Snow falls on my head
The cold chills my whole body
The peace is surreal
4) What are time and space?
Restrictions on our whole lives?
When will we break them?
5) The river flows down
The current never ending
At least, I hope so
1) Words, words, words
Meaningless until
We mean them
2) Smiles are peace
While frowns are anger
Nice face, bro
3) Word tells me
That bro is a word
Thanks, Bill Gates
4) Stop! Yield! No!
Don’t tell me what to
do, damn signs
5) Lunes are poems
You really think so?
I think not.
The windows are broken.
The walls, nearly all crumpled to the ground.
Inside sits a man with his boy,
the king of his mind
in his own little world
that had come crashing down.
The father grins down,
a poor, broken smile,
that had seen the end of the world
and had seen it break the ground
as well as break his mind.
His smile was returned by his boy.
The silly little boy,
his spirits were far from down.
Nothing had touched his mind,
as he was anything but broken.
He kicked at the ground,
Far from the tragedy in his own world.
A quake traveled the world
awakening the boy
as his feet struggled to stay on the ground.
He nearly fell down,
But, not yet broken,
He went back into his mind.
Things were different in his mind.
Nothing was ever wrong in that world.
Things didn’t break,
Nothing but the boy
and his feet were allowed down
onto the ground.
A crack opened up in the ground
snapping the child out of his mind
and dragging him down
into the darkness of the world.
Cries from the boy
leave the father broken.
There once was a sad little girl.
ReplyDeleteHer dyslexia plagued her.
No matter how hard she tried,
She could never hide it from the world.
Her dyslexia plagued her
She tried her best to be normal but
She could never hide it from the world.
People would always point it out.
She tried her best to be normal but
Words were so restless on paper.
People would always point it out,
When she messed up a few words.
Words were so restless on paper,
They told a completely different story for her.
When she messed up a few words,
Nothing would make sense.
They told a completely different story for her,
The people that made fun of her condition.
Nothing would make sense,
Why they called her mean names.
The people that made fun of her condition,
Did they know it was a disease?
Why they called her mean names,
No one would ever understand.
Did they know it was a disease,
When they looked for jokes on Google?
No one would ever understand
Her condition, or what she tried to write.
No face
Always watches
Nowhere to run or hide
You can’t stop him from catching you
Slender
Rhythm
Electric sounds
Bass bursts from the speakers
The beat drop and things get crazy
Dubstep
Haiku
ReplyDeleteThis is our planet
We must keep it safe and clean
So it is still here
What do we all fear
Is it our choices or death
We must not fear it
We all have our shame
What we did wrong in our lives
But don’t be ashamed
We must fight to live
Do not just skate by in life
Finish your life’s goals
The earth is freezing
They say the globe is warming
This will disprove them
Lune
You must live
If not for yourself
Then for me
We all fail
It is part of life
Live with it
What is fear
Is it actually there
Kept in mind
They are short
They’re adorable
They’re midgets
We are strong
We never back down
We’re Jersey
Pantoum
We are all human
We are able to change
Yet we never do
So our cycle continues
We are able to change
But we chose not to
So our cycle continues
Our pain and suffering
But we chose not to
Not to make anything better
Our pain and suffering
It shows through our skin
Not to make anything better
We hide in what little things we have
It shows through our skin
To reveal who we truly are
We hide in what little things we have
Because we think they are special
It shows through our skin
Our vanity and our weaknesses
Because we think they are special
We hold false idols in high regards
Our vanity and our weaknesses
Is what deceives us into worshiping those false idols
Cinquain
We are
The nobodies
That is how we are seen
Never to become anything
They’re wrong
They’re loud
They always cry
They never stop to rest
They keep us up all day and night
Babies
Haikus
ReplyDeleteThe grass is so green
Oh wow, how original
A nature haiku
She does not bruise so
Easily anymore
Only the outside
This midterm schedule
Is dumb and very pointless
This is a protest
Mr. McCarthy
Talked about haikus today
Just thought you should know
I wish I could run
On the track, up the mountain
Away from myself
Lunes
A long hike
Mist swirling around
What a view
Sitting by
A shiny blue lake
Paradise
You hate me
This doesn’t change things
I love you
Mrs. G
She’s like a warden
“Don’t come in!!”
Formal poems
Make me frustrated
I hate rhymes
Haikus make me sad
ReplyDeleteAnd angry when you get mad
That they are not good
Watchu want from me?
I just do not like haikus
And they don’t like me
I miss my Lindsay
She is super-duper cute
I hope she comes back
Books are a lost world
Each story is something new
No one understands
Life is so special
But it’s taken for granted
Life is meant to live
Lune’s
Where to go
When there is no place
Run away
Live like love
Like you could lose it
Don’t let go
What to do
When all you have left
Isn’t there
Who are you?
And how do you know?
Find yourself
Close it out
Like you close your door
Forget it
He sat in the corner and watched
A boy of only eight
His eyes seeing things he wasn’t ready for
The click of his parents lighter ringing in his ear
A boy of only eight
He knew that something was wrong
His eyes seeing things he wasn’t ready for
His mother’s laugh sounded less sweet than it had before
He knew that something was wrong
He knew he wasn’t meant to be seeing this
His mother’s laugh sounded less sweet than it had before
Her eyes were crazed and bloodshot
He knew he wasn’t meant to be seeing this
But he couldn’t look away
Her eyes were crazed and bloodshot
He just stood there silent
But he couldn’t look away
Tears formed in his eyes
He just stood there silent
And when his mother looked up, she froze
Sestina:
ReplyDeleteShe looked down at her knight
Shining in all his silver armor
His smile brightening up the arena
Their life together depended in this match
The outcome determining their love
She wished with all her heart for him to win
And prayed desperately for the other opponent not to win
For he was a despicable knight
He was a man she could never love
He appeared tauntingly in his blackened armor
His marriage to her depended on this match
Both knights met in the center of the arena
It was the biggest of any other arena
They shook hands, secretly wishing that they themselves would win
Everyone’s fate hanging in the balance of this match
Each man looked up at her, wishing to be a knight
For her they’d give anything, even their armor
They’d do anything for her love
Except the black knight did not want her only for her love
She was a trophy he planned to win in this arena
She was to be an object to him, as shiny and perfect as his own armor
She was not special to him; she was merely a prize for him to win
He was a faulty knight
He did not care about her; he only cared about the match
And so begun the match
A secret fight for love
She watched each knight
Racing towards each other from opposite sides of the arena
Her eyes teared in anticipation of who was to win
Each lance hit the others armor
Pieces flew everywhere. But blood stained only ones armor
This was the end of the match
Her knight did not win
This was the end. The end of love
And the black knight stared up at her from the arena
He smiled at her holding his lance; stained with the blood of a true knight
Ottava Rima
If the way people lived was like a tree
Then maybe everyone would be happy
Then everyone could just happily be
I am not trying to sound to sappy
But for once everyone might feel free
I just think life would be not so crappy
Everyone would get to stand up so tall
Instead of having to feel quite so small
In my mind I’m looking for a hero
Someone to tell me it’s going to be fine
No more wondering; are they friend or foe?
I want him to say he’ll always be mine
When I’m in trouble I want him to know
I want him to fly with me to cloud nine
No questions, no worries, just him and me
I don’t need anyone who runs and hides
Cinquains
You are?
Do in know you?
I feel like I used to
You were someone that I knew well
Not now
Away
Just run away
Pretend your life is new
We’ll pretend it never happened
Just go
Cinquains
ReplyDeleteSometimes
I get lonely
I get lost and hopeless
I get a feeling of despair
Sometimes
I hate
Structured poems
I can’t stress this enough
This is not creative at all
Foolish
Haiku
ReplyDelete1. Tigers and waters
Many styles and colors
Such pretty lilies
2. Light is a wonder
Dim and bright, white or colored
But always light paths
3. The waves are shifting
Just like a baby rocking
A beautiful blue
4. Snowflakes drifting by
Pretty and white with shimmer
Drifting and falling
5. We’re all fireworks
Bursting, shining, and at last
Fading to nothing
Lune
1. A wonder
How they cannot fly
Yet are birds
2. The tropics
Birds of paradise
And some fruits
3. Planet Earth
A world full of life
And needs help
4. Music notes
Circling my mind
End in song
5. Fake or real?
You decide its fate
Live or die?
Pantoum
ReplyDeleteSuch wonderful things we take for granted
Friends, education, wealth, talent
It is so precious yet never thought of
We simply do what we please
Friends, education, wealth, talent
God’s gifts to us
We simply do wht we please
But rarely thank Him for it all
God’s gifts to us
He made us each special
But rarely thank him for it all
What are we to do?
He made us each special
But we still do not see
What are we to do?
When our world cannot see the good?
Ottava Rimas
1. The truth is not true
But on this day
We find that our dreams are nothing but blue
And that is when we pay
When our hopes are crushed and we haven’t a clue
Where do we go, a question you may
To start over again
Is when we pray and say amen
2. They give so much for me
For you and this whole place
They are as brave and deadly as a bee
Wishing to come home and embrace
Your families are lost without thee
So you feel fear and holes like lace
But you are still strong and mighty
Our dear soldiers, you shine so brightly
Cinquains
1. So much
Once filling Earth
But they were all chopped down
To provide for their murderers
Poor trees
2. A cure
To almost all
Perks us up when we’re down
How wonderful it really is
Laughter
Sestina
ReplyDeleteHigh above the mountains, high above the universe
Proud and wild and beautiful like lilies
Touching the clouds and lovely sky of sapphire
Their hearts and eyes burn bright like fire
They are the symbol for us as they soar in a ring
And their glorious name; eagles
These are the eagles
Teaching their wisdom to the universe
Engraved into a coin and a ring
Flowers are jealous, escpecially the lilies
For they cannot flee the fire
And never see the sapphire
The flowers, the mammals, the ants, they all long for the sapphire
They long to be eagles
To not be afraid of fire, but rather have their hearts light like fire
They wish to explore the universe
To discover mysteries and not be confined to Earth like lilies
But this is where God has placed them, in this ring
They are proud and free as they form their ring
Still ceasing to touch the beautiful dome of sapphire
They cannot see the lilies
For they are small and so far down and they are eagles
Free to journey the depths of the universe
And not be consumed by the Earthly fire
But this is no ordinary fire
It resembles how we are all trapped in this ring
This atmosphere that seperates us from the universe
This force that only lets only see sapphire
This trap that they can avoid, the eagles
But you and I are trapped by, like the lilies
For they know, the lilies
That this is a hot fire, a burning fire
It is burning within the eagles
But it is confining us to this ring
There is nothing we can do but watch the sapphire
And only dream of what could be beyond our universe
Haikus:
ReplyDeletePain seers through my head
blood comes gushing out in streams
Will this be the end
Sitting on the couch
nothing I have planned to do
lazy days are
Temperatures are low
lower than they’ve been in years
chills run through my bones
It’s nearly midnight
Tossing turning lying here
But sleep just won’t come
Time just slipps away
but I drag on slow as death
my battle is lost
Lunes
ReplyDeleteWho are you
I can feel you here
haunting me
Summer days
sun shining so bright
all is clear
Broken glass
from shattered windows
all is lost
Loud alarm
Peerces through my ears
cold air stings
years go by
everything’s the same
I won’t change
Cinquains
ReplyDeletePatience
being tested
sometimes I just want to
throw something out of the window
and scream
Music
keeps me alive
there’s no type I favor
each genre reflects all my moods
each day
Sestina
ReplyDeleteI had a dream one night
I was in the hospital
just waiting for the opperation
The doctor gave me medication to help me sleep
but sleep just wouldn’t come
so I just had to go home
I was at home
and the day became night
I waited for sleep to come
I eventually went back to the hospital
and again tried to sleep
so he could perform the opperation
I had tried again to get the opperation
after those terrible hours at home
I was finally drifting off to sleep
then that night
a woman came to visit me at the hospital
she had a lot of nerve to come
The reason why she had to come
was to tell me that in the middle of her opperation
she woke up at the hospital
I wanted to get home
that terrible night
and peacefully sleep
no, I wouldn’t go to sleep
back to the hospital I would come
and sneak as quiet as night
to the woman that had the opperation
and before she goes home
I’d give her another reason to stay at the hospital
She would have to stay at the hospital
Because she will forever sleep
and never be able to go back home
life will end for her when I come
because she shouldn’t have told me about her opperation
that terrible night
But when I really go to the hospital
I know sleep will come
and there will be no crazy woman scaring me before I go home
Pantoum
ReplyDeleteif you think the morning is the best part of the day
if you are happy and cheery in the morning
and if you’re able to spring out of bed early
I will pick a fight with you
If you are happy and cheery in the morning
don’t talk to me at 6:00 A.M.
cause I’ll pick a fight with you
and I’m not in the mood for optimism
Don’t talk to me at 6:00 A.M.
because I’d rather be in a happy place
I’m not in the mood for optimism
because I am awake when I could be peacefully sleeping
I’d rather be in a happy place
and I need my peace and quiet
because I am awake when I could be peacefully sleeping
an my mind isn’t yet fully awake
I need my peace and quiet
and I don’t want to pay attention to anything
because my mind isn’t yet fully awake
and my mood isn’t yet posative
I don’t want to pay attention to anything
I don’t want to talk to anyone
because my mood isn’t yet posative
and my temper will worsen
I don’t want to talk to anyone
because I’ll easily get angry
and my temper will worsen
and nothing will be pretty
Otaba Rima
ReplyDeleteThe phone had rung last night at 12 oClock
she answered then she bolted every lock
the caller’s voice was familiar and hoarse
his tone was full of great anger and force
her husband who’d been dead for several years
had came again to bring her aweful fears
she thought her days of pain were finally gone
but now she realized that she was wrong
the wind was howeling right outside her door
and wood was creeking as she paced the floor
she knew just what was yet to come of her
her life of torture wasn’t yet over
the beatings and the constant angry shouts
the yearning and desire to get out
and when she thought his death had set her free
his ghost returned, there was nowhere to flee
she counted every second one by one
the thunder clapped like the shot of a gun
outside there was a banging on her door
the air was cold and chilled her to the core
her whole body just wouldn’t sease to shake
she felt as if all of her limbs would break
She sat upon the floor curled in a ball
there was no way she could escape at all
The door was bursting open with a whoosh
she tried to close it with a great big push
but forces knocked her down onto the floor
tomorrow she knew she’d be very sore
the chills from his ghost wrenching through her bones
and all her limbs and muscles felt like stone
surrendering while he went into her
the dreadful night was only just a blur
When she woke up she was still on the floor
but everything in side, it was no more
sharp pains were seering through her like a knife
She’d just finished the worst night of her life
he’d ruined her again like the old times
and got away again with all his crimes
I think this midterm schedule’s just wacked out
and now they’re just tests I don’t care about
There’s one I have to wait for every day
whoever thught of this will have to pay
one test I had to wait for for so long
but still I have to take it and stay strong
On friday when I leave and it’s all done
I’ll eat and and eat until I weigh a ton
I couldn’t care less what the people say
cause I deserve it at the end of the day
and I don’t plan on doing any work
and if you think I should, then you're a jerk
Haikus (5):
ReplyDelete1.The slight breeze blowing
Small ripples of water form
On the smooth surface
2.Dawn is approaching
The light filters through darkness
Life begins anew
3. The fire blazes
Hot infernos burn brightly
Scorching heat consumes
4. Snowflakes fall gently
They dissipate on my tongue
Spinning down softly
5. The fragrant field is calm
Serenity penetrates
The tall grasses sway
Lune poems (5):
1. Manatees
Placid and gentle
Calmly free
2. Cheerfulness
Bright and positive
Spirited
3. Petunias
Sweet-smelling and fresh
Marigolds
4. Free-thinking
Imagination
Enlightened
5. Mother earth
Diverse and unique
Rich with life
Cinquain poems (2):
1. Light house
Beacon of light
Offering safe passage
Hope to those who have gone astray
Guiding
2. Knowledge
Comprehension
Intuitive capacity
Cerebral, rational thinker
Clever
Sestina:
a. Truth
b. Choice
c. Reality
d. Nature
e. Purity
f. Crimson
A simple truth
We all have to make a choice,
Honesty and kindness should be made into reality,
Yet, as human beings we are prone to a nature,
That results in a lack of purity,
And a flash of anger and crimson,
Life causes us to act with chagrin, and turn us crimson
We try to seek out the truth
But we always face a lack of purity
And corruptness that leads to a choice
That can reinstate our fiery nature
We are once again brought back to harsh reality
Humans are endlessly searching for an acceptance of reality
No matter how hard we try our frustration results in crimson
Until the tranquility and gentleness of nature
Reveals to us the truth
We can then make the right choice
When we can these, we obtain peace and purity
This endless cycle of corruptness versus purity
Defines what makes the harsh reality
That is ever-present in the choice
We all have to make no matter how discouragingly crimson
We become when we face difficulties when trying to find truth
Therefore, it is easier to let us act on humanity’s nature
Earth is the location of beautiful and remarkable nature
It is filled with aspects that are the ideal representations of purity
However, it can be difficult to find hidden truth
Amongst all of the discrepancies of reality
Our thoughts become infiltrated by shades of crimson
That causes us to make the wrong choice
Hesitation and uncertainty reflect our choice
Demonstrating the volatile characteristic of human nature
Our lack of confidence results in the reinstatement of crimson
That always seems to clouds purity
Making the lines blur between our imagination and our reality
Until we once again are resolved to unearth truth
It is neither effortless nor painless to find truth and honesty in our choice
It is as if reality is always trying to sway us from the good in human nature
But if we try our hardest to find purity, we can overcome actions plagued with crimson
Pantoum:
DeleteI walk along the lit path
I allow my thoughts to wander
A cool night gale careens across my face
The light dims, casting eerie shadows on the trail
I allow my thoughts to wander
A melancholy feeling consumes my mind
The light dims, casting eerie shadows on the trail
I realize with sadness that the day is coming to an end
A melancholy feeling consumes my mind
I feel my age, the many years accumulating in my mind
I realize with sadness that the day is coming to an end
Memories flash in my eyes as I reflect on my life
I feel my age, the many years accumulating in my mind
With great sorrow, I recognize that there is no escaping death
Memories flash in my eyes as I reflect on my life
I savor the cool night air and the scent it carries with it
With great sorrow, I recognize that there is no escaping death
The twilight of my life has been reached
I savor the cool night air and the scent it carries with it
I ponder my existence with distinct understanding
The twilight of my life has been reached
I contemplate if I have brought happiness to others
I ponder my existence with distinct understanding
The setting sun creates patterns of light in the sky
I contemplate if I have brought happiness to others
My walking slows as I am consumed by my past
The setting sun creates patters of light in the sky
With sudden clarity, I understand that I am no longer gifted with a future
My walking slows as I am consumed by my past
Peacefulness filters through my soul
With sudden clarity, I understand that I am no longer gifted with a future
I glance up towards the heavens and see my new home
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DeleteOttava Rima (2):
DeleteI stand alone in the deserted allies
I watch avidly as life passes me by
With despair, I look back on my follies
I long for the sound of a contented sigh
But my regrets are always taking tallies
And I continue to bury myself in lies
I pray for the joy that will bring me hope
I plead for the freedom that will help me cope
Sometimes, I can perceive glimpses of light
I can feel the happiness growing slowly
I fight for what is left with all my might
Although my efforts and hard work fade dully
I focus on troubles in words that I write
I persist to search completely and wholly
With a newfound sense of revolution
I decide to start over with absolution
Second Ottava Rima:
Beneath the sorrow and hunger that brews
A wrath directed at those in charge
A hate so strong and lasting to
For our livelihood they did disregard
Houses, jewelry and jets they did accrue
Living life so grand and large
They amassed their wealth on reckless schemes
Depriving us of our hopes and dreams
Where are they now, these reckless CEO’s
Are they on the unemployment line?
Do they fear any remorse or woe?
For the workers they left behind
While they sit on new company boards and pretend to know
They really should be imprisoned doing time
These men still live as kings
With all their toys and everything
What does this say about our society?
That we let these kings still lead
Our future will hold such anxiety
If we follow their greedy creed
Have we no sense of goodness and propriety
We must take heed
And change our ways
Or we will have no more glory days
Haikus:
ReplyDelete1. Trees brush together
Blowing around in the wind
Shaking the leaves off
2. Love is amazing
The feeling it can give you
That is what love is
3. The rising water
Surrounds everything in sight
Destroying my home
4. We all need a break
From the hectic world we live
In, America
5. This is our moment
To live the way we want to
To live out our dream
Lunes:
6. The world is
Always spinning fast
Circling
7. Love music
All different music
I love it
8. Lego house
My favorite song
About love
9. Falling snow
Covers everything
Pretty, white
10. Summer sun
Shinning on the land
Feeding all
Cinquains:
ReplyDelete11. Calling
Waiting for an
Answer to come from you
Love with all of your heart, you just
Sit there.
12. I have
The power to
Fly across the blue sky
Just like a superhero, I
Can fly
13. The pain
Of loving you
Make me cry everyday
I want to stop loving you but
I can’t
14. Music
Escape from life
Expressing my feelings
It can always tell how I feel
Artist
Sestina:
ReplyDeleteI have dyslexia
Reading and writing for me is a struggle
Sometimes I cannot read
I have to take my time to learn
People understand my problems, but not Chuck
He is a tall, mean bully
He has not always been a bully
That was before I knew I had dyslexia
Back when I was friends with Chuck
Our friendship was not a struggle
But now because I cannot learn
He makes fun of me when I read
When I read
Chuck turns into a bully
He has to learn
That I have dyslexia
Sometimes I struggle
I hate Chuck
I use to be friends with Chuck
But he had never heard me read
Until one day in creative writing when he heard me struggle
That is when he turned into a bully
All because of my dyslexia
When will he learn?
I try to learn
But because of Chuck
And my dyslexia
I still cannot read
Maybe if he was not such a bully
I would not struggle
My struggle
To learn
Is made fun of by Chuck the bully
Thinks he can read
Because he does not have dyslexia
I have dyslexia and I struggle
I try to read and learn
But Chuck is mean and a bully who makes fun of me
Pantoum:
ReplyDeleteThe kitten strolled the snowy streets
Her small prints trailed behind her
She has been alone for some time now
Since she left her family during the warmer months
Her small prints trailed behind her
She had left the life she use to live
Since she left her family during the warmer months
Walking away from the starvation and disease
She had left the life she use to live
She could not bear it anymore
Walking away from the starvation and disease
Into a world full of opportunities for a young kitten like her