Thursday, September 13, 2007

Poetry Cafe

In this section, post your opinions and thoughts about poetry. You could share your favourite poems, poets, songs, etc. Check back often to see if others have commented on your posting. We encourage dialogue between students.

92 comments:

Anonymous said...

I thought that the poem was very funny!I enjoyed the way my teacher read it. It was very amusing.

amber s.

Anonymous said...

Skateboarding

My Son loves to skateboard and i dont know what to do ?

He flies through the streets without even giving a who !

Then he goes and waxes people curbs then gets on there nerves!

He bombs threw intersections busting out a kickflip, while praying he doesnt get hit by a big a Mac Truck!

Ow dear ow dear i dont know what to do all hes wants to is skateboard booh hoo hoo. :(

Brock
K.P.M

Anonymous said...

Would you know my name if i saw you in heaven.

Will it be the same if i saw you in heaven.

Bobobdys knows the trobles i've seen if i saw you in heaven.

i have alot of pain that i do not share but that is not what helps me stand.

would you help me stand if i saw you in heaven.

i know that i have to strong and carry on.

know i know that there will be know tears in heaven.

Aysha T.
KPM

Anonymous said...

As I gase across the room,
Looking at every corner,
listening to every noise,
As I plop myself onto th couch,
makeing room for my body to sag,
Fading into my fantasy world, cuz that's the cat I am!

Tiffany d.

Anonymous said...

As I gase across the room,
Looking at every corner,
listening to every noise,
As I plop myself onto th couch,
makeing room for my body to sag,
Fading into my fantasy world, cuz that's the cat I am!

Tiffany d.

Anonymous said...

image/setting- a guy in a big white room sitting in a small couch and talking to some one about his problems.
Mood- frustrated, mad, and confused
Message- you are who you are and you cant change it.

Lea G.
KPM

Anonymous said...

My Green Cat!

I have a Green Cat,
That wears a pink hat,
and likes to fly to Mars.

One day,
I said,'Hey",
"Why arn't you in Mars?

I can't today,
Bill and Bob,
Have to work with Ms.May.

So I'll fly away,
to Jupider,
and hang with Robby Ray.

Alyshia T.
KPM

Anonymous said...

Image/ Setting - Some guy sitting at a dest telling a story
Mood- angery, frustrated, and confused
Message- You are who you are!

Amber M.
KPM

Anonymous said...

Terry Fox

He,
In the light,
Found hope
Stronger than ever.
He,
Within himself,
Found a cure,
For cancer.
And now Canada receives
From his power:
The cure of strength
Of inner cancer.

Alyshia T.
KPM.

Anonymous said...

I loved the message of fat man. I loved everything about it. The image I saw Was a fat man walking up a really big hill. the setting was a really big hill around 7am. The message I got was Don't judge people by how they look judge them by how they act.

Amber s.
kpm

Anonymous said...

Skateboarding

My son loves to skateboard and i dont know what to do ?

He flys through the streets without even gving a who !

He waxes peoples curbs then gets on there nerves!

He bombs through intersections busting out a kickflip, While praying he doesnt get hit by a big Mac Truck !

Ow dear, ow dear i dont know what to do ? all he wants to do is skateboard booh hoo hoo. :(

Brock.H.
K.P.M

Anonymous said...

Terry Fox
He,
In the dark,
Found light
Brighter than many ever see.
He,
Withen himself,
Found helpfulness,
Through his souls own mastery
He gave and the world recieved
From his power:
The message of strength
Of will power.
Amber s.
K.P.M

Anonymous said...

Terry fox

He,
On the run,
In his power,
He,
Believe in himself,
For one another,
Through night and day,
He,
Who ran for others,
Around the world,
Just one dollar
For one Canadian.

By: Tiffany D.

Anonymous said...

He,
Ran to help,
Raise money
More than anybody ever seen.
He,
Believed he could,
Raise money,
For cancer research
The world joined
One dollar
Every person.
By: Sue D.

Anonymous said...

Poetry give me a kick in the head
Poetry
Jumpstarts
my Imagination
it
open it's arms to me jabs me in the heart
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Anonymous said...

Poetry gives me a kick in the head.
Poetry
Jumpstarts
My Imagination
It
Open its arms to me jabs me in the heart
Thump
Thump
Poetry
Gives
Me
A P
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Me A Kick
Jessica Berry

Anonymous said...

Frisky Chipmunks
Hi, frisky chipmunks,
fat and frisky.
Why are you in such
a hurry
to hide your seeds
this cold fall day?
who told you winter was on its why.
By: Nielsen Barsuhn

Anonymous said...

Dose any one know the poem Flanders Field off by heart ? I kind of do.

Brock
K.P.M

Anonymous said...

how to catch a bird
if you want tcatch a bird
with a trick that cannot fail
then take a little salt
and
shake
shake
shake
some on its tail
by Robert Heidbreder

tom.m
k.p.m

Anonymous said...

Poetry Gives Me a kick in the head
Poetry
Jumpstarts
My inmagintion it
Open its arms to me jabs me in the heart.
Thump
Thump
Poetry
Gives
me
a p
k o
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k r
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BY: JESSICA. B.
K.P.MANSON

Anonymous said...

My Backpack Weighs a Thousand Pounds

My backpack weighs a thousand pounds,
It's fatter than a cow!
I don't know how I carry it,
But do it anyhow.
It's filled with books and papers
That my teacher says I need-
She never lets me lighten it,
No matter how I plead.

Sometimes it tips me backward,
It's a wonder that don't fall.
Sometimes I have to stop and rest
And lean against a wall.
I tell you, from experience,
It's not a lot of fun
When you have to lug a backpack
That's about a half a ton.

By: Holly D.
K.P. MANSON

Anonymous said...

Hamster Rock 'n' Roll

The kindergarten hamster, round and round he goes,running faster, faster on his little hamster toes,

Having fun, he loves to run in such a busy way.
But is he ever dizzy at the end of the day?

By: Holly D.
K.P. MANSON

Anonymous said...

Terry Fox

He,
Was in the dark
Then he found the light
He was brighter than most people see

He,
Found the strength
To help others who had cancer
So that they could live their lives
He kept on running
Until he had died
But he did his mission
Now those with cancer can get help

By: Holly D.
K.P. MANSON

Anonymous said...

My Backpack Weighs a Thousand Pounds

My backpack weighs a thousand pounds
It's fatter than a cow!
I don't know how I carry it,
But do it anyhow.
It's filled with books and papers
That my teacher says I need-
She never lets me lighten it,
No matter how I plead.

Sometimes it tips me backward,
It's a wonder I don't fall.
Sometimes I have to stop and rest
And lean against a wall.
I tell you, from experience,
It's not a lot of fun
When you have to lug a backpack
That's about a half a ton.

By: Holly D.
K.P. MANSON

Anonymous said...

My Backpack Weighs a Thousand Pounds

My backpack weighs a thousand pounds,
It's fatter than a cow!
I don't know how I carry it,
But do it anyhow.
It's filled with books and papers
That my teacher says I need-
She never lets me lighten it,
No matter how I plead.

Sometimes it tips me backward,
It's a wonder I don't fall.
Sometimes I have to stop and rest
And lean against a wall.
I tell you, from experience,
It's not a lot of fun
When you have to lug a backpack
That's about a half a ton.

Holly D.
KPM

Anonymous said...

Spooky Halloween Night

Dark,
Spooky,
Gloomy Halloween night.

In the grave yards,
Rows and rows of tomb stones,
A casket,
Lying upon the yard.

The trees blowing in the wind,
Everything is silent,
Wait!,
What was that?,
A wolf howling,
At the full moon.

The casket slowly creeping open,
What's inside?,
It's,
it's,
A vampire!

More wolves howling,
Children trick or treating,
On a spooky Halloween night.

Alyshia T.
K.P.M

Anonymous said...

Halloween

Halloween is the fear that you feel while you’re being watched. Like being chased by thousands of spiders and ghouls, with weights on you ankles.
Halloween is the fear that you feel when the shadows are following you. Like being dragged back by zombies.
Halloween is the fear that you feel when you’re all alone.
Like hiding from vampires.
Halloween is also PRETTY GNARLY, YOU GET LOADS OF CANDY AND STAY OUT PAST YOURS BEDTIME.

Brock H.
K.P.M

Anonymous said...

Terry Fox

He,
Was in the dark
Then he had found the light
He was brighter than most people see
He,
Found the strength
To help others who have cancer
So that they could live their lives
He kept on running
Until he had died
But he did his mission
Now those with cancer can get help

Holly D.
KPM

Anonymous said...

The sun
I could never be
Alone in the sky
Day to night
No one to lean on
But still
Day to night
She keeps on shining
She is herself
The sun
I wish I could be

Lea G.
KPM

Anonymous said...

I love the poem about the green cat it has rythem and flows quite nicley.

Catherine.S L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

This is one of my favourite poems written by myself!

Thomas the Tank engine!

Train,engine,caboose,steamer,
This train is one big dreamer!

Caelin M.
LFPS

Anonymous said...

Flowers

Lillies, tulips, roses, daisy
Oh how, your days must be so lazy!

Celina C.
L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

Tulip, rose, marigold, daisy
In the sun they look so lazy

:)

Amy C.
L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

High School Musical

Dancing and Signing

Drama, Basket Ball and Science

What Team? Wildcats

Lesley-Anne L.
L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

The Opposite of having Flare
Is Being Dull Beyond Compare
And Being Dull Beyond Compare
Will Never Get You Anywhere

Cat F.
L.F.P.S.

Anonymous said...

feline, kitty, tabby, cat.
please stop eating you're getting fat.

RobinS.
L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

Cell phone

Cell phone's are my life

i love to talk on them all day long

pink ,black lets have a cell phone party tonight


Vanessa N and Torie S

L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

Britney Spears
That famous lady Britney Spears
shaved her head 'cause of too many beers
she have too babies, Jayden and Preston
she tries real hard trying to impress them

Torie and Shelby S.
L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

The poor Ginger Bread Man,
He ran and ran and ran,
He tried his best,
But failed the test

Hillary McG
L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

nice, sweet, big, kind
has alot of stuff on her mind

she met a kid who gave nothing back
he was a boy, a boy named Jack

she had a husband who went on a walk
during that walk fell of a beanstalk

so thats how the story goes
what really happened only she knows

Samantha t.
L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

Halloween Poem



Hallows Eve

On all Hallows Eve,

the devil comes out to play,

the clock stops at 3am.

Mischievous creatures,

scaring small children.



On all Hallows Eve,

out fly screaming witches.

Big witches Small witches,

all witches flying 'round.



On all Hallows Eve,

Young children dressed up,

trick or treat they will scream,

begging for candy,

hyper children running all around!

By: Sue D
KPM

Anonymous said...

-On a hallowen night -

In the graveyard the tomb Stones
wait....
For little boys and girls, to go to 408.
On Halloween night the children go to 408,
Where the big bad witch stays and waits.
As the children walK pass the tomb Stones in a line,
The casket opens slowly and some bats fly out.
When they approach 408....
The witch frightens the Pour kid-lets.

Tiffany D
k,P Manson

Anonymous said...

Andrew.M
L.F.P.S

wakeboarding
sick air,board slids,Three sixty
If you don't land it's a pitty

Anonymous said...

Trees

Chesnut, ceder, and red pine
when the wind blows they sway and whine

Samantha T.
Leslie Frost P.S.

Anonymous said...

Rolling shadows of tears
Anticipating tomoro
With sunshine dreams

Cat F, Hill McG

Anonymous said...

Never Sleeping Cold
I'm Pushing up Daisies Now
And Oh So Lonely

Cat.F + Hillary .McG
Leslie Forst P.S

Anonymous said...

I've heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return
Well I don`t know if I believe that`s true
But I know I`m who I am today
Because I knew you
Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes the sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood
Who can say if I`ve been changed for the better
But because I knew you
I have been changed for good

Well it may be
That we will never meet again
In this lifetime
So let me say before we part
So much of me
Is made from what I learned from you
You`ll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart
And now whatever way our stories end
I know I`m who I am today
Because I knew you
Like a ship blown from it`s mooring
By a wind off the sea
Like a seed dropped by a sky bird
In a distant wood
Who can say if I`ve been changed for the better
But because I knew you
I have have been changed for good.

Allie C + Amy C
L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

Rolling shadows of tears,
Anticipatig tomorrow,
With sunshine dreams

Cat F + Hill McG
L.F.P.S.

Anonymous said...

The Opposite of Dancing Shoes
Is Tapping Feet With Room to Move

Cat .F
Leslie Frost P.S.

Anonymous said...

Daisy!

There's a little daisy, waiting for me,

To water her and make her pretty,

With sunshine, beaming on her face,

My garden is a beautiful place!

Caelin M.
LFPS

Anonymous said...

Musi ques
I sews on bews
I pues a twos on que zat
Pue zoo
My kizzer
Pous zigga ay zee
Its all kizza
Its always like
Its all kizza
Its always like
Na zound
Wa zee
Wa zoom zoom zee

Anonymous said...

Starfish, starfish
In the sea
Starfish, starfish
Dance with me

Amy C + Robin S
L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

Apples
Macintosh, big green, red delicious
All these apples are so luscious

Catherine.S
L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

ChefBoyardi
The great chef boyardi
Whos famous for his ravioli
He loves to make canned food
So his creations have never been booed Ethan B
L.F.P.S.

Anonymous said...

"Leaving On A Jet Plane"

I'm ... I'm ...

All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go
I'm standin' here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye

But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn
The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome I could die

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go

'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go

I'm ...

There's so many times I've let you down
So many times I've played around
I'll tell you now, they don't mean a thing

Every place I go, I think of you
Every song I sing, I sing for you
When I come back I'll wear your wedding ring

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go

'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go

Now the time has come to leave you
One more time, oh, let me kiss you
And close your eyes and I'll be on my way

Dream about the days to come
When I won't have to leave alone
About the times that I won't have to say ...

Oh, kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go

'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go

And I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go

But I'm leaving on a jet plane

song by: John Denver
Cat .F
Shannon .F
Leslie Frost P.S.

Anonymous said...

Candy

Lollipops, smarties and skittles too,

Taste so much better then eating glue,

You'll find if you eat to much you'll feel sick,

Which is not too great and kind of like ick!

Lesley-Anne L.and Caelin M.
L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

fat kids dream

Pie, cobbler, cakes and crumble
How you make my stomach rumble

matty R
L.F.P.S.

Anonymous said...

Counting!!!

one, two, six, eight,
how i really used to hate,

counting all day long,
my teacher said it makes my brain strong,

I don't believe her to this day,
But i don't care i say what the hey!

counting may be an important skill,
but i will not count against my will!

Caelin M.
LFPS

Anonymous said...

I think the pome about brittany spears needs more thought. I think that there is no need for the poem about brittany spears !!!

-T.D-

K-P-M

Anonymous said...

The Thumb!
One dark spooky night
The crows flew in fright
There were zombies and goblins
Vampires and witches wandering the streets
Going to houses to get some sweets and many treats.

When they are done they went home they counted all the chocolate, gummies, and gum after they finished counting they ate every last piece of candy all except for the only gummy thumb that looked very real but smelled like a dead eel.

Then the parents of the little girl named Katie looked closely at the thumb it turns out it was a …
Aysha T.
K.P.M

Anonymous said...

I can’t eat anything
Without shoving my hands down my throat
And I refuse to meet the world without smearing on makeup
With my hair blinding my eyes
Oh, blinding my eyes

I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen my own eyes
Or the color of my skin
Do you know what it’s like to feel ugly all the time?

I stretch myself across the world
Pushing my limits
For your entertainment and
You had the nerve
To call out my weaknesses and
drag me through the dirt

I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen my own eyes
Or the color of my skin
Do you know what it’s like to feel ugly all the time?

Ooh
I’m staring in the mirror
Looking back at the person I hate

Ooh
I’m staring in the mirror
Looking back at the person I hate

Ooh
I’m staring in the mirror
Looking back at the person I hate


Ooh
I’m staring in the mirror
Looking back at the person I hate

I cant remember the last time ive seen my own eyes(eyes)
Or the color of my skin
Do you know what its like

I cant remember the last time
I've seen my own eyes
Or the color of my skin do you know
what its like too feel ugly all the time!

Ooh
Ooh
The color of my skin
Do you know what its like to feel ugly all the......

Brock H.
k.p Manson P.S

Anonymous said...

Poetry Gives Me A Kick In The Head.
Poetry
Jumpstart
My Imagination
It
Open its arms to me jabs me in the heart
Thump
Thump
Poetry
Gives
Me
A P
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Head s
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BY: JESSICA.B.
K.P.M.

Anonymous said...

Caelin m i thought that the poem that you wrote was a very great one.
Aysha T.
K.P.M.

Anonymous said...

hey what are some of your favourite bands and genres ? this goes toe evryone.????? my favourite bands probably blessthefall and annotations of an autopsy

BrOcK :o
K.P Manson P.S

Anonymous said...

A HALLOWEEN STORY
It’s Halloween and the lamp is lit children go around from house to house. Then they come to a house that’s scary they don’t want to go in it. They think there is a ghost in the house! Then all of a sudden a goblin come’s out and the children are scared they run away from the house. But one of the kids his name is bob he stands behind to see if the goblin is real. Then all of a sudden the goblin grabs bob and takes him in the house and all the rest of the kids are so scared that they won’t go in the house to get him. Bob does not know what to do. What do I do where am I. HELP ME! Then all of a sudden the goblin comes out. Bob does not know what to do. Where is my friends what did you do with them. The goblin says I did nothing to them. Then where are they. They are outside they are tying to found a window so they can get in and find out what happen to you. What will you do with me? I will not do everything to you. Then why am I here? You see I am not a goblin I am a person. If you are a person then why are you dressed up as a goblin? Will it is Halloween right. Will yes. But why is your house so scary? Because it’s Halloween. Then let me go home. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Why not? Because you’re my for ever. NOOOOOOOOOO! You let me home NOW! EVER. Why not? Because once you step into my house you belong to me. I will never belong to you. O.K. You are not go home. Oh yes I am. NO your not I will lock the doors and windows if I half to. So the person locks the doors and the window so Bob couldn’t get out. So bob had to stay with the person for ever.
THE END!
BY; JESSICA.B.
K.P.M.

Anonymous said...

what is life
life is
a cool breese on a hot day
life is
the sun inching over the trees in the morning
life is
landing a big fish after a long fight
life is
waking up in the morning and just sitting there with out a care in the world
life is coming home after a long, hard day of work and just ploping down on the couch

with out life your dead

Ryan R
K.P.M

Anonymous said...

this goes to the person who wrote the britney spears poem ahha that was intense make more of them ! props to you.

Brock
K.P Manson P.S

Anonymous said...

Lesley-Anne L.and Caelin M. I like the poem that you had posted. I guess that the message is that too much of a good thing can turn out to be a bad thing.

Holly D.
KPM

Anonymous said...

Hockey

Skating on the frozen surface
gliding across the ice
the feel of life running in you
the rush of the play
whacking crashing to get the puck
the feelof the game the feel of life

Justin M
KPM

Anonymous said...

I think the brittney Spears poem was really interesting and i liked it alot, no offence but give her a little slack she just had her kids taken away and has been having a hard time, i no what its like to loose a baby my sisters baby died before birth!!!

Sue D.
K.P.M

Anonymous said...

matty R. I like your poem that you had posted, even though it was only two lines long. I guess that poem can make you hungry if you are already hungry.

Holly D.
KPM

Anonymous said...

TERRY FOX
He
was in the dark
Then he found the light
He was brighter than many every see
He
Within himself
Found the streght
To help other people
and the world can live
From his leg
The message of the streght
of the inner power
BY:JESSICA.B.
K.P.M.

Anonymous said...

Caelin M. I like your poem "Counting!!!". I guess that not anyone likes to count. I still think that it is a good poem.

Holly D.
KPM

Anonymous said...

Riding

The wind is blowing through my hair,

trailing behind me like a kites tail,

as we go over the first fence,

I suddenly fell all tense,

but as we pop over the next jump,

I start to loosen up,

The horses mane flying in my face,

acting as if it's a race,

but I don't care,

because I love the feeling of the wind blowing through my hair.

Lesley-Anne L.
L.F.P.S.

Anonymous said...

that was a good poem ryan but mine is better hahhahaha lol.

BrOcK
KP.MANSON P.S

Anonymous said...

Christina Aguilera - Beautiful Lyrics

Don't look at me

Every day is so wonderful
And suddenly, it's hard to breathe
Now and then, I get insecure
From all the pain, I'm so ashamed

I am beautiful no matter what they say
Words can't bring me down
I am beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring me down
Oh no, so don't you bring me down today

To all your friends, you're delirious
So consumed in all your doom
Trying hard to fill the emptiness
The pieces is gone left the puzzle undone
Is that the way it is

You are beautiful no matter what they say
Words can't bring you down, oh no
You are beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring you down, oh no
So don't you bring me down today

No matter what we do
(no matter what we do)
No matter what they say
(no matter what they say)
We're the song inside the tune full of beautiful mistakes


And everywhere we go
(everywhere we go)
The will always shine
(sun will always shine)
But tomorrow we might awake
On the other side

We are beautiful no matter what they say
Yes, words won't bring us down, oh no
We are beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring us down, oh no
So don't you bring me down today

Don't you bring me down today
Don't you bring me down today


Shannon F.
L.F.P.S.

Anonymous said...

Our poem ROCKS!
And yea, i understand that whole baby taken away thing.. but okay, what else rhymes with Preston?
It's not an easy word to rhyme with.

Torie and Shelby S.
L.F.P.S.

Anonymous said...

Celina!

Celina is amazing, she's one great kid,

She is always having a blast, and poppin' her lid!

She is one great person, she's a blast,

I know that my friendship with her will definetly last!

Caelin M.
LFPS

Anonymous said...

Abby and Vanessa!

Abby and Vanessa are best friends foreva,

They're practically sisters from anotha motha!

Aperrantly there twins but i don't see it,

And their favourite chocolate bar is a kat kit,

Vanessa's short and Abby's tall,

They have the greatest friendship of all!

Lesley-Anne L and Caelin M
L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

There once was a guy with a beard
He also drank a lot of beer
It stretched from here to there
That beard could go anywhere

That magnificent beard would grow and grow
And just flowed and flowed and so shiny that it would glow
He looked like one big Santa
And he was also a loving grandpa

His grand child is always nice to him
He still has a beard like Uncle Tim
The beard was him and he was the beard
And if he lost it he would start to tear

When he was a kid he dreamed for a beard like Uncle Tim
And when he got older it just came to him
But when it got too long he tried and tried to cut and cut
But in few days it would reach his but

His grandchild was just like him
He wanted to be just like his grandpa Jim
Grandpa had some bad news he had cancer
Everybody wanted an answer

His grandson with a sad frown
His grandpa was his best friend in town
Drew my grandson you still don’t know the secrets
What secrets the secrets of keeping beards of keeping it long and frequent

When little Drew got the secrets he got the news that his grandpa was going to pass away
Drew started to cry and ran away
He was praying that the cancer would part
So he could go with his grandson to the park

Time has passed and grandpa Jim is okay
But his beard is gone away
It was kemo that made it go
And then he left his grandson to grow


andrew and vanessa l.f.p.s

Anonymous said...

Yellow

A great colour yellow, it's been my favourite for a while,

It makes me giggle, it makes me smile,

When i see something yellow, i have to say,

Man i'm gonna have a great day!

Caelin M
LFPS

Anonymous said...

Because of the boar

Once upon a time there was a little girl whose family was very poor
But that didn’t stop her from trading her family’s boar
For seed to grow an apple tree that touches the sky
And the apples fall down when the tree is very high

So she planted those seeds in her room and watched them grow
They grew but really, very, super slow
Her mom herd about selling the boar
So her mother took the plant and threw it out the door

It rained and poured for seven strait days
Until one day the sun got some rays
The plant shot up to the sky touching the clouds near by
When you climbed up the tree it felt like you can fly

But that first apple didn’t stop growing that day
It grew and grew till it was the size of a bail of hay
It grew ten feet tall
It was the size of a wall

Later the girl step outside and saw a new house next door
But that house looked very odd; it was an apple that had a floor
She step inside, looked around she said “imagine the pie you could make”
So the next day she baked and baked

But the problem was their was still enough room left for her to live
So she packed her belongings and left till her where she used lived
She moved in and set up her stuff
Because her mom was very tough

Her mom wanted her to come back in the house
But she wanted to stay outside and play with the mouse
She played hide and seek with her new friend, Mr. Snout
But she found out he was eating her house, so she booted him out

Finally she thought it was best to move back in to her home
So she packed up her things and moved out of that apple dome
Now she has a professional job as a pie maker
And her mother helped her as a baker.

She ate her pie and loved her house
So much that she invited the mouse
And finally her family wasn’t poor
And it was all because of the boar


Caterine and Zoe

L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

Caelin I love your poems about daisies and counting!

lol I especially like the Thomas the Tank Engine one!!!!!!!!

Lesley-Anne L. Caelin M
L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

Now here’s a story for all to hear
And I promise you it’s true
It’s about a boy who blew a bubble
And got into a lot of trouble

It all starts on a summer’s day
To a boy named Alex
Who enjoys chewing bubble gum
Almost as much as his chum

Now Alex wanted to break a school record
And thought this was his big break
He went home and got his pack
And started during snack

He started chewing and chewing and chewing
Then started to blow, blow, blow
When it got to 5 ft. tall
It was almost as tall as the wall

That’s when Alex started rising
The first one to notice was Clyde
“Stop blowing” he yelled and didn’t stop
By now Alex had almost reached the top

By now Clyde had lost his voice
And decided to take some action
Now Alex has reached the top still blowing
Laughing because he’s just not stopping

Clyde had a pin and very good aim
And he threw it as hard as he could
Alex dropped with a pop
And what would end his drop

Why nought but a pile of bubble gum
Told you his chum liked chewing
And what would he realize next
That he would not end up in text

The biggest bubble was almost twice as tall
And who is this person who broke this record you say
Why who but a person called mike
Who at this moment is enjoying a hike


Abby P.
Sam T.
L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

Do you believe in magic in a young girl's heart
How the music can free her, whenever it starts
And it's magic, if the music is groovy
It makes you feel happy like an old-time movie
I'll tell you about the magic, and it'll free your soul
But it's like trying to tell a stranger 'bout rock and roll

If you believe in magic don't bother to choose
If it's jug band music or rhythm and blues
Just go and listen it'll start with a smile
It won't wipe off your face no matter how hard you try
Your feet start tapping and you can't seem to find
How you got there, so just blow your mind

If you believe in magic, come along with me
We'll dance until morning 'til there's just you and me
And maybe, if the music is right
I'll meet you tomorrow, sort of late at night
And we'll go dancing, baby, then you'll see
How the magic's in the music and the music's in me

Yeah, do you believe in magic
Yeah, believe in the magic of a young girl's soul
Believe in the magic of rock and roll
Believe in the magic that can set you free
Ohh, talking 'bout magic

Do you believe like I believe Do you believe in magic
Do you believe like I believe Do you believe, believer
Do you believe like I believe Do you believe in magic
[Fade]

torie and shelby s
L.F.P.S.

Anonymous said...

Love all these poems . they are so special love it

vanessa N
L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

A Single Tear
By: Marigrace Iodice

There's nothing in this world
That can try to replace,
These tears that are running
Down my face!

A single tear for every sad ending
A movie has ever had,
And a tear for every book
That makes me glad.

A single tear for the rainbow
Stretching across the sky,
And a tear for the dreams
That are left to die.

A single tear for all the hate
A single person can hold,
And a tear for every heart
That is made of gold.

A single tear for the lonely man
Who lost his hearing & his sight,
And a tear for every country
Whose answer is to fight.

A single tear for all the mothers
Who lost their sons at war,
And a tear for the team
That just couldn't score.

A single tear for the boy
Who lost his best friend,
And a tear for the girl
Who put her life to an end.

A single tear for all the kids
Who are cold and hungry,
And a tear for the caged birds
That are not set free.

A single tear for the gambler
Who lost everything he owned,
And a tear for the lonely one
Waiting by the phone.

A tear for the Bride & Groom
Who are about to become one,
And a tear for the newborn
Whose life has just begun.

A single tear for the boy
Who lost his way,
And a tear for the youths
That run away.

A single tear for all the kids
Affected by divorce,
And a tear for all the lonely
In the Army, Navy, Marines & Air Force.

A single tear for the loved ones
Who died the other day,
And a tear for all those people
Who cried a tear today!


Shannon F.
L.F.P.S

Anonymous said...

the videogame king

As the sistum terned on I gripte the cuntroler with both hands witing for the screen to tern blake.I was playing mortole kombat, know one could bet me. I was the best in my famly I was the king. Even when I was sik I still bet my brother I was just to good at in

waren w

K.P.M

Anonymous said...

the videogame king

As the sistum terned on I gripte the cuntroler with both hands witing for the screen to tern blake.I was playing mortole kombat, know one could bet me. I was the best in my famly I was the king. Even when I was sik I still bet my brother I was just to good at in

waren w

K.P.M

Anonymous said...

imagine a sunset beautiful, bright amizing and big. now imagine your life wonderfull, exciting, full of adventure and fun. now compare your life to the sunset it starts out small and grows big and beautiful.

Gill.G
k.p.m

Anonymous said...

Tery fox
Tery Fox has courage
Tery Fox has strankth
Tery Fox is my hero
still to this day
Ashley.P
K.P.M

Anonymous said...

This Is My Favourtie Poem/saying

If rain drops were kisses,
Id send you showers,
If hugs were seas,
I'd send you oceans,
If love was a person,
Id send you ME!

It makes me think of a guy sending a girl a note that has a love poem on it.
I found that off of face book.

Haley k
KPM