Mrs. Larson’s Poets

Poetry?
Po- Et- Ry
Hhhhmmmm…
Why do some people love poetry
And others don’t???
Very very confusing…
I know poems can be like that
But that’s the point!
I think…
It all depends…
On what!
The author, the type???
It is sooooooo confusing!
But sometimes my friend the simplest thing
Or the smallest change,
Can make…
The
BIGGEST
Difference.
But that my friend is another story
For another
Time…
But…
No.
Another time my friend
Another time…
Fine!
Another time.
I must go.
If you look closely at what you wrote
Do you see a poem?
Um… yeah I do!
It goes back and forth
In between heart and mind
Or friend and friend??
Um…
Another time???
Yes.

blades
whirl past your face
slicing the very air.

THIS POEM
This poem is meant to be great,
So please do not hate.
This poem is my literacy fate.
Now you realize this poem is great.

Everyone wants to be famous.
In front of the cameras.
In the spotlight,
All comes with fame.
Fame is not all that great.
No privacy,
People always bugging you.
So if you reading this and you want to be famous.
Think again about what you have to give up
To Be…………………………………..Famous.

I know a boy and a girl that are lonley.
Why don’t they talk?
Its like we all know these people but yet we don’t.
Do you know them?
Its sad really

Spiders
dance along the floor,
the walls,
the ceiling.
A testament to the songs-
songs we once heard
but have long forgotten.
hopefully, with time,
we may join the dance.

Tags: dancing, hope, music, songs, spiders, time

The Haunted House
By Brent

There is a haunted house Creepy and dark
Ghosts zombies
Giant centipedes
Boo!
Scream AHH
BOO
OH No Dracula

Oh No a werewolf

MUHUHAHAHA

The haunted is like school creepy
Eerie
Horrible
I also scream and cry

The moon
Hangs in the sky
Fearing the dawn
When it leaves
Outshined by the Sun
It sighs
And l e a v e s
Quietly…
Knowing it will be back
Tonight
To shine again
Brighter than ever.

Thunder
Growling like a mighty lion
Growing like the biggest wave
Promising rain,
Promising lightening
Promising clouds
Promising to be there
Promising to hold fast to day and night
Promising to stand by
To bring comfort or fear
Promising Spring is here…

The night is dark, the day is bright.
The night is a waste of time, sleep, sleep, and sleep
The day is fun, play, play, and play
My favorite is the Day: Play, Play, and Play