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Article posted May 15, 2012 at 05:41 AM GMT-7 •
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Sneakily passed the lasers into the bank
BOOM
EeeeE must escape up the building on the roof
Thud, Batman looks
Click, click
Swish, swish, swish
The batarang hit the revolvers from the criminals
…
The light shone at the tied burglars
Disappearing, Batman peers down from roofs of Gotham
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Article posted March 31, 2012 at 12:21 PM GMT-7 •
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It has:
golf ball eyes
basketball head
football feet
bench bar legs
soccer ball thighs
swimming arms
horse shoe smile
mini football eyebrows
hockey puck fingers
lacrosse ball toes
yoga ball belly
hockey stick body
bike belly nose
runner shoes ears
Frisbee hair
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Article posted April 23, 2012 at 06:12 AM GMT-7 •
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I wish
I was in England
Just one step closer
To Menwith Hill
Where I could see my friends
I wish
I was in Ripley
Right on the door step of Mill Garden
Just footsteps away from the bakery and home
Where I would walk down the trail without a care
I wish
I was in Knaresborough
Right next to the Nippy Chippy
I would get my food and go
Back to Ripley with my dad and dog
Article posted April 23, 2012 at 06:12 AM GMT-7 •
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Article posted April 7, 2012 at 10:39 AM GMT-7 •
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We are like trees
We must bear fruit of Christ
And resist the hatchet of sin
It will temp us in the ways
But you must spread the root
And become rooted in holy ground
You must not fall a stray
And become the home of termites
You must stay strong in the rock
And not falter in the ways
Of the lord
Article posted April 7, 2012 at 10:39 AM GMT-7 •
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Article posted April 23, 2012 at 10:16 PM GMT-7 •
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Red is the feeling after you laugh so much your face is hot
Red is the taste of a new package of Twizzlers
Red is the smell of fresh cut of roses
Red is the feeling of a warm hug
Red sounds like the microwave beeping
Red feels like after you have been embarrassed
Red looks like beautiful Christmas decorations
Red taste like a newly picked apple
Red looks like a sweater grandma knitted
Red is the sound of a fire truck alarm
Red smells like a camp fire in the woods
Red is the taste of a box of chocolates from Valentine’s Day
Red is the smell of sweet perfume
Red sounds like cracking knuckles
Red is the feeling of the warm sun shining down on you
Red looks like the eraser of the tip of your pencil
Red is the color of after you fell and scrapped your knee
Red is the taste of warm crème soup
Article posted April 23, 2012 at 10:16 PM GMT-7 •
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Article posted March 20, 2012 at 05:24 PM GMT-7 •
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Purple
Purple is the mountain majesty
Purple is the lavender smell
Purple is the taste of grape juice
Purple is the color of royalty
Purple is the color of the flowers in the summer
Purple is a butterfly's wing
Purple is the color of enchantment
Purple is the color violet
Purple is the wall in my room
Purple is the color of a bruise
Purple is the color of awareness
Purple is my favorite color
Article posted March 20, 2012 at 05:24 PM GMT-7 •
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Article posted March 20, 2012 at 03:28 PM GMT-7 •
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White is…
Nothing.
It is not even a color.
White is…
The color of clouds.
But they are just air and water.
White is…
The color of this paper.
But no one cares about the paper.
Just the words.
White is…
The color of the door
Which is just there to keep you from something better.
So white is…
The color that means absolutely nothing and is not even a real color.
Alec 2/26/12
Article posted March 20, 2012 at 03:28 PM GMT-7 •
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Article posted April 2, 2012 at 03:42 PM GMT-7 •
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I wrote about a tea monster for my monster poem for the poetry collection. I LOVE TEA!!! hahaha I am actually drinking ice tea right now! hahaha
“The Tea Monster”
The tea monster has woken up,
And is now following you,
With its slimy, green tea legs,
That’s made out of green tea and slime,
It walks with you everywhere.
It loves to drink tea,
Including sweet tea, lemon tea, green tea,
Bubble tea, chai tea, black tea,
Iced tea, oolong tea, and even herbal tea!!
But beware,
He had once lived with a witch,
And he knows how to make a potion,
That will indeed make you a tea monster too!
Then you have to roam around,
Looking for different teas so that you stay alive,
And obsessing over tea, and only tea!
So stay away from the tea monsters because,
THEY ARE DANGEROUS!!!
Article posted April 2, 2012 at 03:42 PM GMT-7 •
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Article posted April 8, 2012 at 05:49 PM GMT-7 •
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So my favorite food is a burger, so I dedicated this poem to my taste buds.
I WISH
I wish I was a delicious burger
Full of lettuce, tomato, and pickles
Topped off with crispy angus bacon
Dripping with wonderful juices.
Article posted April 8, 2012 at 05:49 PM GMT-7 •
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Article posted April 5, 2012 at 02:58 PM GMT-7 •
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I wish
I was a star
up high in the sky
shining so bright
but still so far
but all eyes
are on me
I wish
I was a cloud
pure and clean
fluffy and moist
and with many feelings
I wish
I was a bird
able to fly
and sore and live...
so freely
I wish
I was thunder
loud and fearless
yet still feared
and mighty in the sky
I wish
I was a star
all eyes on me
Article posted April 5, 2012 at 02:58 PM GMT-7 •
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Article posted May 10, 2012 at 07:47 PM GMT-7 •
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Horses
Down in the pasture
Near the barn
Past the large forest
Below the saddle
above their trotting feet
in the large arena
among the dirt, roll, roll, and roll again
up again, GALLOP!!
Among horses
with sweet souls
around friends
along the grassy hills
at the horse barn.
Article posted May 10, 2012 at 07:47 PM GMT-7 •
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Article posted March 21, 2012 at 06:15 PM GMT-7 •
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One of my best poems I think was Forever young
“Forever Young”
I am an old tree
That only few have seen
That only some have talked to
I am a teddy bear
In need of a hug
In need of a warm shoulder
I am a soldier
A fighter
A winner
I am an old painting
Many have bought
Few who actually take the time to see what it’s worth
I am an old friend
Not forgotten
I am a free soul.
Article posted March 21, 2012 at 06:15 PM GMT-7 •
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Article posted March 19, 2012 at 07:08 PM GMT-7 •
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Blame game
You know it didn’t happen that way
But you still want to play.
The Blame Game is easy.
But to you, it might sound cheesy.
Just do something wrong.
And point the blame to someone else, you’ll feel real strong.
Hit the x on someone else
Maybe Libby, or maybe Chelse.
You know it didn’t happen that way,
But keep playing, it’s ok.
But let me be the one to say.
There will be a day when you pay.
Not every game ends well.
And not every game is swell.
There is a price
When you live with mice.
It just can’t go any other way.
Fast approaches does that day.
You know things didn’t end like that.
But they are the mice, and you are the cat.
Just make a mess.
And don’t confess.
This game is simply the best.
Before you choose to play,
Are you ready for the price you’ll pay?
For things still can turn around.
And one day you will be found.
By Kacie
Grade 7
well, we all know how the blame game works, right? never do it. it turns back on you like a wild dog. at first it's all sweet and then it gets all mean and bites you. perfect game isn't it?
Article posted March 19, 2012 at 07:08 PM GMT-7 •
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Article posted March 26, 2012 at 11:41 AM GMT-7 •
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Black
Black
Black is the feeling of being scared
Night is as black is the soul after a crime
Black is the sound of a terrified scream
Fire burning is the smell of black
Black is the taste of lickerish in your mouth
Black is the smell of a creepy house
Black is the feeling of looking at a dead flower
After a huge explosion is the color of black
Black is the feeling of smoke in your eyes
Black is the look of nature burning
Black is the color of a horrible accident
And black is the color of terror and fear
Article posted March 26, 2012 at 11:41 AM GMT-7 •
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Article posted May 11, 2012 at 09:41 AM GMT-7 •
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I ‘m excited
Not angry
Not overly excited
Not the most excited since the first time when I found out we were going to Disney World
Excited that my birthday is coming up
Excited that I will be in 8th grade soon
Excited that my family gets season passes to Elitches
Article posted May 11, 2012 at 09:41 AM GMT-7 •
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Article posted April 2, 2012 at 03:40 PM GMT-7 •
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RIPLEY
Ripley,
Black, furry,
Barking, licking, cuddling,
Loving and being loved back,
Ripley
HORSE
Beneath the blue sky,
Behind the shed,
Around the field,
Inside the stall,
Up in the hayloft,
With the barn cats,
Among the herd,
Near his companions,
At the big red barn,
Within the dry shelter,
Past the little pond,
Between the many apple trees,
By the cool, trickling brook,
In the flowery meadow,
Under the shady trees.
THE TERRIFYING MONSTER OF ALL THINGS EDIBLE
The Terrifying Monster of All Things Edible has…
Large, beady Skittles for eyes,
A giant, toothy grin of candy-corn,
Spaghetti noodle hair,
And a huge meatball nose,
Long spindly licorice fingers,
And a maraschino cherry on each finger tip,
Its feet are floppy pieces of pizza,
Its head is a large watermelon,
While it’s torso is twisted cotton candy,
Its limbs are rolled up tortillas,
And when it drools, outcomes melted cheddar cheese,
Its ears are made of broccoli stalks,
The horns on its head are yellow bananas.
CAUTION:
MAY GIVE EXTREME BELLY ACHES!!!
Article posted April 2, 2012 at 03:40 PM GMT-7 •
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Article posted April 7, 2012 at 06:11 PM GMT-7 •
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In the bamboo filled forest
against the trees on the damp soil
below the big leaves
around the corner near the berry bushes
around all the happy animals
in the cold pond
below the tall trees
with bamboo in its mouth
along the graveled path
in the great big China
without making a sound
with all the other pandas.
Article posted April 7, 2012 at 06:11 PM GMT-7 •
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Article posted March 21, 2012 at 04:10 PM GMT-7 •
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One morning my mom and I were reading the Denver Post and so we read the topic for the next week's haiku and I later won the following week and this is my poem.
Article posted April 4, 2012 at 03:04 PM GMT-7 •
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The sport monster has:
A basketball for a head
Golf clubs for limbs
Footballs for hands
Golf tees for fingers
Shoulder pads for a chest
And a tackle pad for a stomach
Baseball gloves for feet
And for toes more golf tees.
As you can see this monster is super sporty.
Article posted April 4, 2012 at 03:04 PM GMT-7 •
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Article posted May 6, 2012 at 11:40 AM GMT-7 •
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Red.
Red is the feeling of spice,
Red is the taste of fire.
Red is the color for people not nice,
Red is your face with a flat tire.
Red is your hearts in video games,
Red is the color of demons eyes.
Red is the color you see with pain,
Red are the spots on some ties.
Red is the color of my favorite shirt,
Red is the feeling of a rose peddle.
Red is the color of flowers on dirt,
Red are your cheeks with a golden meddle.
Red.
Article posted May 6, 2012 at 11:40 AM GMT-7 •
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Article posted March 20, 2012 at 08:18 PM GMT-7 •
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Purple.
Purple is the main color of the Minnesota Vikings.
Purple is the smell of a lilac bush.
Purple is one of the colors in a Columbine Flower.
Purple is the sound of a thunderstorm.
Purple is the feeling of a light breeze.
Purple is the taste of chips and dip.
Purple is the sound of a violin.
Purple is the color of Pikes Peak.
Purple is the feeling of melting snow.
Purple is the smell of curtains.
Purple is the taste of cranberry sauce.
Purple is the color of blinds on a window.
Purple is the sound of people walking on wet grass.
Purple is the feeling of warm water.
Purple is the taste of a pear.
Purple is the sound of bugs at night.
And purple is a color that’s smooth and smells fresh.
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Article posted March 23, 2012 at 03:42 PM GMT-7 •
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Dreams seem like they take a lot of time
They are only seconds and minutes
When you wake up from dreams you are happy
When I wake up sometimes I cry
I cry because of good dreams, I know they won't happen and it sends me to tears
You can dream about a party with sparkles and glitter
You can be a huge destructive monster truck
I think you can be anthing because after all they are yours
When you wake up though, that's when you can make your dreams happen
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Article posted March 24, 2012 at 02:53 PM GMT-7 •
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Red is the feeling of warmth in your cheeks when you get embarassed
It is the knowing of something wonderful that makes you want to smile and jump
Red is the taste of the best steak you have ever had
It is when your friends know how you are feeling and they know what to do
Red is the sound of people being together and having fun
It is the feeling of your favorite shirt or shoes
Red is the color of that super cute new bikini you got from Volcom
It is the sound of people partying and singing, maybe even dancing
Red is the appreciation for life and everything in it even when it's bad
It is the experience of maybe having a borken heart but moving on
Red is the single thing that makes you who you are and that makes you different from everyone around you
Article posted March 24, 2012 at 02:53 PM GMT-7 •
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Article posted May 1, 2012 at 08:09 PM GMT-7 •
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I am from bandages, from Band-Aids and love. I am from the family romm fire place (warm and cozy) I am from the raspberry bush, the red and luscious plant. I am from the Candy Bar Game and singing around the campire.
I am from the teasing and kindness, from "time for dinner" and "clean-up time" I am from that sweet sweet place with its tall steeple and green grass. The place with nice people and inspirational lessons,one of the places that holds my memories.
I am from Colorado Springs, juice and Ricolas. From the stapled toungs and sliced leg. I am from those scrapbooks that hold those I love most, and the moments beyond them that took my breath away.
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Article posted March 29, 2012 at 10:56 AM GMT-7 •
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Pink is the feeling in your stomach after drinking a nice cup of cold pink lemonade
Soft, sweet, and caring is the color pink
Pink is the tulip that blossoms at day
The smell of cookies and muffins is the color pink
Pink is the sun setting just before night
Pink is the feel after helping someone
Roasting marshmallows in summer smells like pink
Pink is the name of a famous store
Pink is the touch of puppy’s fur
Pink looks like love and sweetness
Pink feels exciting, bubbly, and happy
Pink is the best color in the world
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Article posted April 15, 2012 at 01:37 PM GMT-7 •
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The Freezer is a very cold monster.
It has ice cube eyes.
Icicle choppers, arms, and fingers.
A snow body, head, and legs.
This monster can freeze anything.
Fire does not affect it.
Only steaming water is its weakness.
The water melts it.
It was first spotted in Greenland.
It has multiplied and is spreading around the world.
No one is safe.
Run if it is seen.
The Freezer will freeze everything and everyone.
It is very slow.
The Freezer is the coolest monster ever!!
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Article posted April 3, 2012 at 12:53 PM GMT-7 •
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I wish....
I was an airplane flying
to where I want to go for
free and flying people to
their destination safely,
people stare with jaws
open and see how mighty
I am.
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Article posted March 20, 2012 at 05:25 PM GMT-7 •
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I Wish Poem:
I wish I was a butterfly
Out in the meadow floating free
Passing by with no one to see me
I wish I was a snowflake
So unique and floating free
Out in the world
Where there is no one like me
Mood poem:
I'm funny,
Not comedian funny
But funny enough
and when I try to be funny
I get sad
Sad because when I try to be funny
It turns out Im not finny at all
Those are just two of 8 of my amazing poems! Enjoy!
Article posted March 20, 2012 at 05:25 PM GMT-7 •
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Article posted March 20, 2012 at 02:32 PM GMT-7 •
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What happened to us
We were the best of friends
When we hit this brick wall
I don't know why
Or what I did
But I must have done something
To push you away
What happened to us
Why can't we talk again
What happened to us
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Article posted April 12, 2012 at 07:15 PM GMT-7 •
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Yellow is the felling on your skin after you went sun tanning.
Yellow smells like a fresh banana that you just peeled.
Yellow is the color of a square piece of butter you just pulled out of the fridge.
Yellow is the sound a bee buzzing around.
Yellow looks like the midday sun.
Yellow is the taste of a cheese pizza just coming out of the oven.
Yellow is the smell of a tuilp that you just planted yesterday.
Yellow is the look of fresh peeled and cut potato.
Yellow is the sound of a football bouncing off the field goal post.
Yellow is the look of fresh streched dough.
Yellow is the color of the new shoes you bought.
Yellow is the feeling you get when the morning sun is warming you up.
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Article posted March 19, 2012 at 03:04 PM GMT-7 •
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One of my poems that I love a lot is “ Useless Things”
Useless things
A car with no wheels,
a dinner with no meals.
A sun with no heat,
a cow with no meat.
A crayon with no wax,
a tree with no sap.
A map with no key,
T-ball with no tee.
People with no hearts,
Einstein with no smarts.
A world with no color,
hovercraft with no hover.
How did you like it?
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Article posted April 17, 2012 at 02:45 PM GMT-7 •
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if you believe you can do it
go take the win
if you think you can win
go work for it hard
if you work for it hard
you just need to believe
and when you believe
you are half way there
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Article posted March 22, 2012 at 07:23 PM GMT-7 •
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I am a picture book
Remembering every scene like a picture
I am a tree
Losing friends and gaining them back
I am a rabbit
Fast and quick
I am an ocean’s wave
Going away and coming back
I am a piece of paper
Being thrown away and then needed again
I am an onion
Having layers of curiosity that never stop
I am a cup of coffee
I may be strong and nasty or I could be sweet
I am a textbook
Knowing some things but not everything
I am myself
Always trying my hardest
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Article posted March 29, 2012 at 11:16 AM GMT-7 •
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WISHES
I wish
I could do anything
Snapping and a pancake would appear
Clapping and poverty would disappear
Tapping and fuel crisis would end
And saying what knew was impossible
And make it possible
I wish
I was rich
Making enormous donations
Owning great cars
Owning huge companies
That will innovate
The path to the future
I wish
I was a cloud
With the wind blowing me wherever
Moving me whenever
Becoming whatever
Just up there forever
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Article posted April 30, 2012 at 06:11 PM GMT-7 •
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Playing with words:
Neptune says hi
Up in the sky
From down below
Her pink dress flows
Wishing she was there
Instead of here
Wanting to be free
Like a bird
Flying over Neptune
Her pink dress flows
She will say hi
Up in the sky.
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Article posted April 6, 2012 at 08:27 AM GMT-7 •
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Pink is a feeling in your heart when the boy you like gives you a kiss on your check
Pink is the anxiety when you are wondering what is in your birthday bag
Pink is how you feel when someone says you look pretty
Pink sounds like happiness and love in the air
Pink tastes like freshly made cotton candy melting in your mouth
Pink sounds like friendship
Pink tastes like nice sweet chewy bubble gum
Pink makes who I am
Pink is the sounds of laughs
Pink is the color of a rose
Pink smells like a freshly grown rose
Pink makes me feel bubbly
Pink is the bright color of my room
Pink is the tastes of birthday cake ice cream
Pink is happy and when you have a good day
Pink is the wonderful life I like
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Article posted March 20, 2012 at 03:57 PM GMT-7 •
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This poem was my playing with language poem. The words that I choose out of the hat were unicorn, nail polish, and pitchfork. Just to let you know, this poem might seem a bit violent. I hope you enjoy it any ways.
Once upon a day,
A pretty little unicorn
Was bouncing by the bay
His horn was the color of grass
Like my favorite shade of nail polish
He seemed very mad
And for that he shall be demolished!
Right this very second
I took my pitchfork
Out of my bag
And made a wonderful meal of pork
Mad little unicorn.
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Article posted April 2, 2012 at 08:19 PM GMT-7 •
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I am blue pants,
Messy and normal.
I am the box in the corner,
The one that fads into the back ground.
I am that lamp next to the couch,
Always doing the same thing.
I am the that dog,
Always around.
I am a camping machine,
Who never wants to, but always does.
I am a misplaced rug,
I don’t go in most rooms, but I do some.
I am the door that won’t swing open easily,
You just need to show me you can do it to me before.
I am the ocean,
Just going with the flow.
I am just a crazy person,
Always changing my opinion on things.
I only know one thing for sure, I am me.
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Article posted March 23, 2012 at 04:38 PM GMT-7 •
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Blue is like that of the sky
Blue is unknown and very unique
Blue reminds some of peace
Through its calmness people can
Find not only themselves but
Poems and songs that can
Make a difference in life
Blue is like that of the sea
Many shades and many meanings
Blue is a color to be used with
Passion, blue is as wild as the
Waves that make the oceans
Roar, be careful of the color
Blue for no one knows what
May lie in store.
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Article posted March 20, 2012 at 09:49 AM GMT-7 •
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I am going to do a happy poem. My poem is called;
"Happy Forever"
I like to be happy
being happy is the best thing you can do
being happy lets others be happy
to be happy you can't dwell on the bad
things that has happend
I know i'ts hard but
to truly be happy you need to let go of the past
and move forward with your life
you will never get anything done if you let the
past influence you forever
so be happy and smile even at the people
you don't like very much
who knows you could be best friends
with them someday.
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Article posted March 20, 2012 at 03:50 PM GMT-7 •
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Here's a poem that I wrote I hope you like it:
Invent a Word: The Irish Man
I got a new balloon yesterday
I still have it
My pinkscrumptious balloon
My favorite color
I got it from the balloon man
His brownlicious beard made me laugh
He looked like an Irish man
He may have been
He wore a greenomania shirt and overall
His tiny little feet fit into his smallific little shoes
He danced while he assembled my balloon
Then, just to be funny, he drank some helium from a balloon
He spoke in a cutified voice and I laughed
Then, it was time for me to go
So I left, waving to the old man
Along with my pinkscrumptious balloon.
So, how was it? Please give me feed back!
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Article posted March 19, 2012 at 05:06 PM GMT-7 •
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I use to be a Comedian
Felled with jokes and laughter
Getting gigs from every one
Getting ready to puform
Getting ready to walk on stage
But now I am a person without a prepuce
Now my jokes are just memories
None remembers me
Waiting to perform
Waiting to walk on stage
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Article posted March 25, 2012 at 02:46 PM GMT-7 •
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Blue is the color of the bright blue sky in the summer.
Dreaming of sheep jumping is the color blue.
Blue is the feeling you get when you see a baby smile.
Swinging in a park with the wind blowing though your hair is blue.
Smelling a new fresh planted red rose is the smell of blue.
Jumping on a trampoline with fresh snow on it is the fun of blue.
Blue is the taste of fresh made chocolate chip cookies with milk.
Winning the lottery is the feeling of blue.
A field of dandelions blowing in the wind is what blue looks like.
Sleeping in bed until 11:00a.m in the morning on the weekend is the feeling of blue.
Laughing with friends is the happiness of blue.
Fresh cooked brownies are the smell of blue.
Kids eating glue is the sight of blue.
Getting brand new clothes is the look of blue.
A garden of colorful roses is also the look of blue.
Fresh made steak on a grill is the taste of blue.
Having a vacation id the feeling of blue
Playing soccer is the happiness of blue.
Seeing a kid smile when he gets a new dog is the excitement of blue.
And blue is the happiness of life.
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Article posted March 28, 2012 at 03:59 PM GMT-7 •
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My Mild Mood
I am excited
Not anxious
Not spazing out in anxiety excited
Not like I am passing out with excitement
But I am mildly and contently excited
Excited about a movie I am going to go see
Excited that I am going over to a friends house
Excited that I can write about my excitement
Article posted March 28, 2012 at 03:59 PM GMT-7 •
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