| My Poetry Corner |
| Wow! I have a lot more than I thought. I hope you still enjoy. Some of my favorite ones are still to come... |
| Haiku |
| Poem Thirteen: Oh, how lilacs grow Lucious and beautifully In the new warm spring Poem Fourteen: Civilizations Some lost and found, old and new Some made up by us Poem Fifteen: Imaginary Was a friend who was trusted Too old, now outgrown |
| Tanka |
| Poem Sixteen: The yellow sunlight Shines through the school window Warming the students That can be lucky enough To sit in its warm presence Poem Seventeen: Queen Cleopatra, Egypt's finest girl ruler Antony, she met And things turned sour for her In the end, she had to die |
| Clerihew |
| Poem Eighteen: Lucy Lawless She's flawless. Compared to Athena She's Xena. Poem Nineteen: Buzz Lightyear Had no fear. Didn't realize he was a toy For a boy. |
| Acroustic |
| Poem Twenty: Family that's there for you if you're Relaxing or down In the dumps Even when you're Not already Downright Sad |
| Impressionistic |
| Poem Twenty-one: Friendships You grow. They grow. Your best friend is your enemy. Your enemy your friend. Tough. Who's the real friend? The real deal. Is there one? Friendships. Birthday parties. Sleepovers. Scary sights. Staying up late. Pillow fights. Swims in pools. Friends then, not now. Too many people. Friendships. |
| Talking |
| Poem Twenty-two: They tell me that I talk too much. I'm trying not to talk too much. But oh, it's hard to take time out. When there's so much to talk about: How scared I was in haunted houses. When I freaked because of mouses. The Universal Studios rides. Why people have different strides. My vacations. And school vaccinations. Why the word toast is toast. And ten things that I love the most. Internet chatting. Pretend slapping. Climbing trees. Feeling the warm breeze. Watching TV. My friends being there for me. Putting my hair up in a rubber band. Traveling, Jewelry, Poems, and Talking. |
| Thus ends the Poetry Corner. Lol. Hope you had fun! |
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