Our 8th graders had a project to write poems (Narrative and Lyrical) for their ELA class. Here are the students works:
Do you want to know why
this pebble is lucky?
Blake found it while we
where camping 2 hours away.
And before he drove home he
carefully placed it in his bumper.
I hope it stayed there when he left.
And it did! Through a rainstorm and traffic
through many a mile Blake's pebble
stayed put. When I held it I smiled for it made Blake remember
when we traveled so far and Blake's pebble rode
all the way home in Blake's car.
Cayden "BLAKE" Williams AND Kaiden "SULLY " Sullivan
Fall (Lyrical)
As the summer heat fades,
And the cool breeze sways
The crunchy leaves fall,
We give thanks all.
The season of movies and staying inside,
Wrapped up in a cozy blanket,
Staying up till midnight.
Fall (Narrative)
Halloweens just around the corner,
Getting ready to scare.
Kids watch out,
You better beware.
I sit on the stairs with a bowl of candy,
My mask just might come in handy.
Both Lyrical and Narrative Fall is by
Paxton Abbott, Rubye Gentry, Kodalee Wright, Rebecca Mayse, Marie Lopez, Abbie Kemp.
Olivia and Sophie
argue over a pencil
they found it on the floor
they couldn't decide who's it was.
They pulled it back and forth
and it snapped in half
they argued even more.
Ms. Olivia heard the argument
and save them both a pencil
the argument was resolved.
I was sitting by my window
the air was freezing cold
but I could see a rainbow
and I could see the sun glow.
The rain had just ended
all the birds returned
and my happiness was mended
Poems above by Olivia Brooks, Layla Hortman, Braden Hughes, Sophie Lawson, Stellah Hale and Gavin Westphal
My hamster is scary,
his name is Gary.
He is sad because he lost his berry
and he is very hairy.
I ate his berry
so he is chasing me
so I have to flee from this
hairy, scary Hamster name Gary,
who is chasing me.
I woke up one morning
and the sun was beaming,
the flowers were gleaming.
I came downstairs and the teapot was steaming.
And my brother, George was screaming
because he got a beating and I had to leave
because I had a meeting,
I came home and my hamster was eating.
Poem by Samuel Lavender, Ezekiel Barrientoz, Easton Kemp
In a wood, a cottage stood,
three bears call it home,
Papa bear, Mama bear and Baby bear the"I"d roam.
A pot of porridge, steaming hot
that left it too cool and wait,
but Goldilocks is wondering girl, arrived at their gate.
She peeked inside, the door ajar,
and saw the porridge there.
One bowl to hot, the next to cold,
the last just right for she.
She ate it all, with not a crumb,
then found three chairs to try.
Papa's too hard, Mama's too soft, baby's broke.
With a sigh, upstairs she wand.
Three beds she saw. The first to firm and high,
the second to soft, a feather bed.
But the last just right to lie.
She drifted off fast a sleep, until the bears returned home.
"Who's been eating my porridge' roared Papa Bear, with a might roar.
"Who's been sitting in my chair?" cried Mama, with a frain,
and "Who's been eating my porridge?" with a frown,
"and Who's been sleeping in my bed?" little baby bear did sound.
Goldilocks awoke, a startled sight,
She jumped up in a fright and out the door she ran with haste,
back into the forest light.
Poem by Lily Smith, Anna Page, Layla Bass-Bowden, Greydis Vargis-Ramirez, Logan Doop, Gabriel Perkins-Gentry
As I lay in my bed awake at night.
I get a phone call and
find out that one of my close friends had
past away over a bad
edekson of drugs.
You are like a rose of sunshine.
You keep me moving and grooving.
You keep me a wake.
You are a chance I'm willing to take.
Poems by Nathan Huff and Malik Wesson