(Haiku) Environment Forgiveness
Trees sting like big bees,
Dying for no good reason
They won't survive now.
I liked how your title fit with the poem and you followed the format and you also kind of made the Haiku rhyme.
I like the message your poem says. I also like how you used a simile to describe the trees. I think you did a great job, I have nothing to add to it.
I like how its about the trees dieing and were tring to forgive what we did. its good I like it
The title was my favorite part of this poem. Another thing was your poem went perfectly with your title. Great job Vadim!
(Limerick) Old Lady
There was an old lady who swallowed a fly.
Perhaps she will fry a guy to spy.
She should of joined the navy.
But she didn't know how to make gravy.
She was so bad she didn't know how to tie.
I like your poem but i do not get the third line of it. What does it mean perhaps she will fry a guy to spy?
i liked it and thought i twas humorous but what does fry a guy to spy mean?
There once was a flower
she had alot of power
when the wind would blow
she had a great glow
becuase she was under a nuclear tower
There once was a boy without a soul.
Till he opened another dark hole.
He knew was way to pale.
Then his hate started to hail.
Then he started to run away.
Then they found he wouldn't stay.
Then everyone started to cry.
Then the boy wish they would die.
I like the poem, Max. How did you come up with that idea? I really think that you could be a poet. I hope that you know that. ~lex
I love pink
I especially love pink ink
I wear pink to the roller rink
When I wear pink boys wink
Sometimes they call me pink tink
To find pink I look on a link
I wash pink so much it will shrink
Okay I need more time to think
Should I wear pink
Wow Caitlin! I can tell that you REALLY love pink! That's what a good poem does: It gives you information about the author! I liked your rhymes and your topic. Nice job!
Its so you caitlin I like how u makes you think this girl LOVES pink. it ties in with your girly side. LOVE IT.
Caitlin i love your poem and i like that you used pink because it has a good rhyming pattern and its really fun to say over and over and over again!!!!
The Pretty Kitty
There once was a Pretty Kitty.
He was very witty.
The Pretty Kitty wasn't so typical.
In fact, he was quite mystical!
Everyone loved his blonde hair
Would you criticize it? Oh, you wouldn't dare!
The Pretty Kitty will glam your town.
He's never made anyone frown!
Jessica, I really like your poem. I really liked the word choice. And I love kitties so that makes me like the poem even more.
i lilke your rhyming and it works out perfectly. You are great at writing poems so keep it up
(Limrick) The Purple Striped Cat
There was a purple striped cat
Who has a poke a dot hat
He went for a walk
Then he saw a cute cat an the sidewalk
Hey you cat come for a cup of milk stat
into my sleep
under everything that happend
through my mind
to my dream
into the the clouds
around the tree
above the streem
in my dream in happy
I really like how you describe how you love your dreams and then you must like to sleep when you have a good dream.
That is a great poem and it is good. Readers have a porpose to the poem they write, and I think yours is great and it means something.
limerick - There once was a man named john Hearty.
He Wanted to throw a party.
he invited his friend arty.
The next day he was tarty for work because he partied.
So he was fired and than he ran out and yelled why did i throw a party!
I looked at the sky
and saw a blue butterfly
fly across the sky
i like your poem and I am picturing the butterfly in my head right now!!!
Lexi I love your poem because its about butterflys. Also the formatting is good but I'm just saying that because its proper editcate for school responses and cause it is good!!
Hey, bro that was pretty good. I like butterflys too dude. see ya
I look at the world and see so many people
Those people are nothing like me
They look at me like I am some kind of creature
A creature that can not be seen
Life is a dream
It has night mares all the time
Those bad dreams always come out
They come out to be the most wonderful things
The wonderful things a creature can be
Excellent Dana!!! It is so deep and LOVE it. I like all of the details.
Over the river
through the woods
around the old abanded house
up the big hill
under the trees
into the dark cave
behind the big rock
into the darkness
No one can find me
Scared is the color of dark scary black
Freighting sounds like a person screaming down the hall but nothing there
Scared taste like something you never tried
Terrorized looks like a dead end know where to go
Scared smells like you just took your last breath
The ball almost hit me right in the head
It came so hard I thought I would be dead
The next person up was in band
She could catch the ball with one-hand
The next kicker had girly hair
He had some snacks stored in that hair
He kicked the ball crazily far
The game ended when it hit a car
once was an old lady
There once was an old lady who swallowed a cake
But she did not know how to bake
So she day in her chair
And snuggled with her bear
She thought that was just a sake
Write something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview.