BY JASMINE MARIE RASDELL
My Getting Started Poem Web
being who i am
wit h ot her i would
not be hear
my
my
rac e
m ot her
what in ins upired
me
me
s c hool
people
jus t being m y s
and what i k no
and been t hou
t he t hings i
learned
f am ily
t he t hings t hey
f or m e
do
There is a new life in my family .
Her name is Nakayla
She is as little as a doll
Her smell is as sweet as mangos.
When you hold her, she is as light as air.
When she cries, it’s like a church bell ringing waking up the town.
When she smiles, she lights up the room like the sun lights up the
world.
I am a book filled with many stories.
I am a cat that likes to relax.
I am a plastic rose, it will never die out.
I am a bird flying through the sky looking for
paradise.
If you read between the lines you will find the
real me.
The wind pulls and combs the trees hair all
over the town.
The pups and kittens go crazy as they let
out the sugar .
Love birds lay in the grass as the tones of
the radio blows them away.
Spring - I can smell you in the air.
You make some people itchy it looks they’re crying .
I can smell the sweet flowers miles away.
Pink, yellow, red, green, and lavender brings joy to
my life.
I can feel the little and big bugs eating at my skin .
I can hear the showers coming.
It makes me sad but I will always love spring.
Who am I?
I look at you as a star
And you look at me as tar .
When you smile you light up
a room and when I smile
they throw brooms.
What do they see in little o’l
me?
Is it what I was made to be?
Beauty is what I see.
Inspiration
In my life there are many
young girls that feel very
little of them selves.
Everyone thinks that they
are not beautiful .
What they see on TV they
think is beautiful.
But what I say is beauty
comes in many packages
and it starts inside.
Thank you readers . I did my best and hope
you enjoy it. If you like my work you can
come and tell me my name is Jasmine and
just want to say thank you.
I THANK YOU
Thank you for taking the time out
to read my poems from my soul.
I write because it explains some of
the trials and tribulations I go
through. it also explains me as a
writer.
SO thanks for your love and
support.
M.P. Poetry Project
By
Patricia Saldana & Margarita Sevilla
Inspiration Web
School
My
Class
Family
What
Inspires
Me
My
Parents
Books
Dominican
Republic
Friends
Inspiration Web
Swiminng
Baseball
Visit others
countries
My house
Basketball
Sports
What Inspires
Me
Mexico
The Beaches
Beach
School
Friends
The rides
Teachers
Math
The water
Sand
Inspiration Poem
My Class
My class are the people I know that understand me when I am unsure
of the things I do .
But they help when I blue.
They make me laugh sometimes. They make me mad. But don’t care
because they are the people in my class and I care about them even
they are black ,white, Puerto Rican, Mexican and Dominican!
I don’t care they’re my class and there is something special of each
and every one of them. There are not words to explain
They help each other and make raps to say in class. This is special to
me in so many ways. That is why they are the people in
class!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
• By
• Patricia Saldana
•
Inspiration Poem
Friends
I was your best friend.
Then you treated me bad.
You saw I was hurting.
You saw I was sad.
Things seemed so different.
Like you don’t care.
I’m hurting so bad.
And you’re not even there.
I’m sorry I’m not popular.
And I don’t get the guys.
I’m beginning to wonder how you feel about me,
And I’m sorry if I let you down.
by
Margarita
Sevilla
Simile Poem
Baseball
Baseball is the sport that I love as much as I love
my parents.
I could imagine all my favorite baseball players
making a homerun.
People cheering as loud as me!!!!!
Baseball is the sport I love and the sport I will
always have inside of me!!!!!!!
by
Patricia Saldana
Simile Poem
Basketball
The basketball court is big as a lake.
I could see the players running fast like the wind.
The people cheer loud like Patricia.
The players jump high like the kangaroos to make it inside
the hoop.
They shoot the ball in the hoop like when a hunter traps a
deer in his net.
by
Margarita
Sevilla
Metaphor Poem
My friends
 My
friends are crazy when they have too
much sugar!
 My friends roar when they are mad.
 My friends could be a pain but you got to
love them.
 But sometimes they are just roses.
My friends
by
Patricia Saldana
Metaphor Poem
Ms Keller
Ms. Keller is a bull when she’s angry.
Ms. Keller also roars when she’s frustrated.
Ms. Keller is a pain when she gives us a lot of
work.
But sometimes she’s just candy.
by
Margarita
Sevilla
Personification Poem
The Beach
When I walk on the beach the sand starts
tickling my feet.
And the waves say hello to me.
When it’s time to go, I say good bye and the
beach starts saying good night.
by
Patricia Saldana
Imagery Poem
Park
I went to the park in a very hot day.
I felt like if the sun was in my face.
I was sweating a lot that it couldn’t stop.
I felt tired and tired of running.
The road was long that never ended.
I felt so dizzy that I just fell down on the floor.
by
Margarita Sevilla
My Poetry
By Bryant Jack Jr.
Inspiration
 My
father is my inspiration because he
takes good care of me.
 I talk to him when I have a bad time.
 I wish when I get older I want to be
successful.
Simile
About Me
I am as tall as a tree
I am as smart like computer
I am as quick like a cheetah
I am as goofy like a clown
Metaphor
I
am a tree.
 I am a teacher guide.
 I am a computer.
 I am a speeding car.
 I am me.
Personification
I was dribbling down the court and the ball
said, “stop am tried”.
The net said, “come try me, try to make it
in”.
The floor was like, “I am not shinning any
more. I am dirty because of those
sneakers”.
Imagery
I can hear the car engine from my window.
I can smell the gas from the window.
I can sometimes taste the gas.
Sometimes when I am next to a car I try to
touch the gas.
I see the gas out of the muffler.
Thank You Very Much!!!
Qawana’s poem
By.Niqawana Williams
Inspiration
My brother inspires me. Before he was
assassinated, he made me the way I am
now. I never let nobody try to stop my
goal. If it wasn't for him I would never
have the courage to do any thing new
things. That is why my brother inspires
me.
School Smelly Bathroom
When I walk in the school bathroom I see
rats trying to have war with the roaches for
the hole in the wall. I feel dirty when I walk
in. I feel like it was a war for blacks an
whites. The smell is like a fish market.
When you walk in to the bathroom you
hear water runing water like a river is near
by when I walk in to the girl’s bathroom.
Personification Poem
When l look around, I see the trees
dancing with the wind. When I look up in
the sky, I see the clouds running with the
birds in the duck going south. When I'm in
school it sounds like the working pencils
are trying to tap dance. The way the wind
makes my hair dance, it feels like my
mother hands going around my hair.
Imagery poem
I am like a fire when I get mad.
I burst into flames when I’m happy I’m like
the the sun or hot hot weather.
What am I, the weather.
Simile poem
When I touch my little baby sister she feels
like a soft cotton. She’s so light like a loaf
of bead from out of the oven.
This is my little baby sister.
Thank You Poem
Thank you for life an for everything you’ve
done for me. You taught me how to never
let people step on me and to stand up for
what I believe. Who? My mother.
Love
Qawana
My Poem Project
By Ashley Conway
Inspiration Web
animals
nature
school
TV
my enemies
books
sports
music
play ing
v ideo
games
My Inspiration
f ood
Friends
my teacher
Family
Gy m
Dreams
brothers
nephews
Strawberries
Strawberries are as sweet as candy.
I think they are very dandy.
Strawberries smell as sweet as a rose.
I hold them up to my nose.
The strawberries skin are as smooth as baby lotion. Strawberries sound as soft
as the cotton inside the pillow. Although they are not yellow.
Apples
They are the best.
They are sweet.
They are very, very good to
eat.
As a lunch or as a treat.
Eat them anywhere you see.
You can eat them when you
skate.
I love them so much that I had
8.
Inspiration
What inspired me to write
about apples is, it is my favorite
color. The way it taste is so
sweet. I really love apples.
They are the best type of fruit
ever.
I Am
I am a tree. I will never break down
I am a rock. Things cannot control me. Nothing will ever go wrong.
I am a computer.
I am reliable and I know lots of things.
I am a clown. I like to make people laugh.
I am crazy.
I am a tree. I will never break down.
The Beach
The water destroys the rocks and touches my feet.
The wind gently caresses my face.
The palm trees are dancing with the wind.
The shells clap to the birds that whistle.
The beach is like my home.
I like it very much.
A Special Present
I see that my box is wrapped up in red, shiny paper. It is as pretty as
a rose. The box looks as if it is in the sun.
The wrapping paper feels so smooth. It feels as smooth as a piece of
paper.
When I open up my presents, it sounds like a snake rattling.
What could this special present be? I think I see something—no it’s
nothing. The box is empty.
Thank You
I would like to thank my teacher, Ms. Keller for showing me how to do this
project. I really enjoyed creating this show. I really wish there could be
another project like this. Thanks again!
Contents
1.
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.
7.
Web
Nakayla ( simile)
This who I am (metaphor)
The city park (personification)
Spring ( imagery)
Who am I?(inspiration)
Thank you (End)
Selma’s Book of Amazing
Poetry
By Selma Watkins - 731
Inspiration Web
Leene
Me
Grandma
Mom
Family
Happy
My Inspiration
Fall
Season
Summer
sad
Feelings
Spring
Inspiration Poem
Grandma
You were once here now
your gone. You were as sweet
as lemon and then some more.
Now you are gone and took
my happiness with you.
You were soft like a baby
and I miss you.
My Inspiration
My grandmother is my inspiration because she has
been there for me no matter what. I love her so
much and when she died I was so sad. That’s why
my grandmother is my inspiration.
Simile Poem
My Heart
My Heart is like the earth.
Never skips a beat.
It is as strong as superman
And keeps me moving to
This beat .
Metaphor Poem
Me
I am a mountain.
Climbing very high.
I am a bird soaring very high.
I am a dog running mighty fast.
I am me.
Personification Poem
The Earth
The clouds smile at me.
The grass tickles me.
The wind moves me.
The earth is my home
and it likes me.
Imagery Poem
Dance
We dance to the music.
The people move side to side to the beat.
The air is very musty.
My Thanks To You
I would like to thank everyone who read my
poems. I really hoped you enjoyed them.
I hoped they were interesting to you like
they were for me.
Thank you.
Anabel’s Poems
Web
My Inspiration
Friends
Family
The World
Inspiration Poem
My Inspiration
Music
Bing, Boom,
Bang
I here the sound of the beat.
The sound to my ear is just
so sweet.
I liked to jump to my feet
and dance.
Music is my inspiration that
makes me sing
and dance.
Music is my inspiration.
I love to dance and listen to
music.
Simile Poems
My Dad
My dad is as sweet as sugar.
My dad is like the universe that never stops
doing its job.
My dad is the sun.
My dad is like flowers that grows and blooms.
My dad is warm.
My dad is like the reflection in my heart.
Simile Poem
Life
Life is like a hurricane.
Life is like a battle you have to win.
Life is as crazy as the zoo.
Life is like a mission.
Life is as crazy as can be.
Metaphor Poems
Leslie
Leslie is a poem that sweetens your heart.
Leslie is a bookshelf that holds everything
together.
Leslie is a window that doesn't let bad get in.
Leslie is a teddy bear that dries your tears
and
takes away the fear.
Leslie is my best friend.
Imagery Poem
The Beach
Yellow, Orange, up in the sky,
I feel the water as cold as ice.
I hear the eagles as they fly by.
I taste the salty water.
I see the hot sun yellow as a bumble bee.
I smell the smelly fish.
Personification
Memory
My heart is broken.
Water falls coming out of my eyes.
My tongue ran away.
My heart cries.
Falling deeper and deeper into a black hole
separating me from earth.
Wake up was all a dream.
My heart smiles to see your face again.
As your smile waves goodbye .
I begin to cry.
All About Poetry
By: Ana Jimenez
Inspiration Web
animals
f ather
f lowers
brothers
nature
trees
My Inspirations
mother
f eelings
f amily
anger
betraid
happines
sad
TRADERS
INSPIRATION
Everything came down to you.
My inspiration on writing
You had a choice of right or wrong.
this poem is about a friend I had
But I never knew you were such a trader.
that wasn’t really truthful or caring.
Traders are like back stabbers and that’s you.
She really wasn’t a good friend.
You left both of your true friends
to be with girls that gave you hard times.
We tried to stickup for you, but you didn’t even thank us.
I guess using us was your choice.
I forgave you many times ,you promise many things.
But those promises were never seen. All the things I ever
gave you, you never saw it as trust and friendship. Except
You put that same face on like if you had no interest of showing
you that I cared. That giggled laugh that seem so fake ,that talk
seem to be lies. But you should know am tired of all your lies all your
Fake little laughs. Am even tired of you. TRADER!!!
Inspiration Poem
Simile Poem
FOREVER MY MOTHER
You are the beauty
Of all that’s beautiful.
Your skin as soft as a pillow.
Your voice as soft as a melody.
You inspiring love cannot be
measured ,for you will for ever be
my mother.
Metaphor Poem
MOM
You are the sun shinning
through me.
Your eyes so bright they’re stars.
Your sensitive way of showing me
that you care brightens up my days.
I love you more day by day,
thank god your still here today.
Personification Poem
My Quisquella La Bella
My quisquella waits
patiently day by day,
Whispers my name
Like the wind.
As I come closer, it opens
Its arms to me.
God bless My Quisquella La Bella.
Imagery Poem/Senses
SUNSET
Sunset, you are the warmth
in my skin.
Your colors shine
through my eyes.
You make me feel
as I am special.
The sound of birds
passing by ,
you make me
feel alive. As
one sound of
a chirp sounds
like a thousand
melodies.
But as you disappear
into the night, I’ll as for always
be waiting for your return.
THANK YOU
Thank you for your time.
I hope you had enjoy my
poem’s and representation’s.
M.P. Poetry Project
By
Patricia Saldana & Margarita Sevilla
Inspiration Web
School
My
Class
Family
What
Inspires
Me
My
Parents
Books
Dominican
Republic
Friends
Inspiration Web
Swiminng
Baseball
Visit others
countries
My house
Basketball
Sports
What Inspires
Me
Mexico
The Beaches
Beach
School
Friends
The rides
Teachers
Math
The water
Sand
Inspiration Poem
My Class
My class are the people I know that understand me when I am unsure
of the things I do .
But they help when I blue.
They make me laugh sometimes. They make me mad. But don’t care
because they are the people in my class and I care about them even
they are black ,white, Puerto Rican, Mexican and Dominican!
I don’t care they’re my class and there is something special of each
and every one of them. There are not words to explain
They help each other and make raps to say in class. This is special to
me in so many ways. That is why they are the people in
class!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
• By
• Patricia Saldana
•
Inspiration Poem
Friends
I was your best friend.
Then you treated me bad.
You saw I was hurting.
You saw I was sad.
Things seemed so different.
Like you don’t care.
I’m hurting so bad.
And you’re not even there.
I’m sorry I’m not popular.
And I don’t get the guys.
I’m beginning to wonder how you feel about me,
And I’m sorry if I let you down.
by
Margarita
Sevilla
Simile Poem
Baseball
Baseball is the sport that I love as much as I love
my parents.
I could imagine all my favorite baseball players
making a homerun.
People cheering as loud as me!!!!!
Baseball is the sport I love and the sport I will
always have inside of me!!!!!!!
by
Patricia Saldana
Simile Poem
Basketball
The basketball court is big as a lake.
I could see the players running fast like the wind.
The people cheer loud like Patricia.
The players jump high like the kangaroos to make it inside
the hoop.
They shoot the ball in the hoop like when a hunter traps a
deer in his net.
by
Margarita
Sevilla
Metaphor Poem
My friends
 My
friends are crazy when they have too
much sugar!
 My friends roar when they are mad.
 My friends could be a pain but you got to
love them.
 But sometimes they are just roses.
My friends
by
Patricia Saldana
Metaphor Poem
Ms Keller
Ms. Keller is a bull when she’s angry.
Ms. Keller also roars when she’s frustrated.
Ms. Keller is a pain when she gives us a lot of
work.
But sometimes she’s just candy.
by
Margarita
Sevilla
Personification Poem
The Beach
When I walk on the beach the sand starts
tickling my feet.
And the waves say hello to me.
When it’s time to go, I say good bye and the
beach starts saying good night.
by
Patricia Saldana
Imagery Poem
Park
I went to the park in a very hot day.
I felt like if the sun was in my face.
I was sweating a lot that it couldn’t stop.
I felt tired and tired of running.
The road was long that never ended.
I felt so dizzy that I just fell down on the floor.
by
Margarita Sevilla
Dennise’s poem
project
By dennise diaz
Inspiration Web
music
f riends
my inspiration
sports
my f amily
dominican
replublic
tv
f ood
Aventura
Aventura is my life.
Aventura is my spirit.
Aventura is my love.
and I’ll love ya 4 eva.
Inspiration
Aventura is my
inspiration because
they stay together,
work together and
help each other
work things out!!!!!!!
Roses
Roses are as red as a cherry. As soft as a
pillow.
They are sensible plants. Roses are as
sweet as a piece of candy.
Dominicans
Dominicans are rocks. They are soft
pillows. They are very strong. They are
computers. They are
valuable prices. They are wonderful
people.
Trapped
I feel like everybody is chasing me.
I hear the police sirens so I hide into
a dark room. I can feel the darkness.
I feel like the bars are
Killing me! I feel like the people are
not my friends. When can get out of
this place?
I want to thank my teacher
for all the hard work that
she did for us to do this
great project.
STARRA
Starra has arrived- Spotlight
please!!!
By Takayla Evans
MY INSPIRATION WEB
outsiders that
discourage me
My soul,wisdom,
Starra
Tenagne
Empress
Tany a
Teseme
My Inspiration
Friends
Family
My teachers
Karizzma
Stephanie
Emperor
My lord and sav or
Juses
Makonnen
La'Tisa
DIVA KELLER
As supporting as a backbone,
As gentle as shoelaces,
Fun as basketball,
Nosy as a camcorder,
Strict as a witch,
Gives tough love as a pit bull,
Loving as my baby blanket,
Ms.Keller has the quality to be the best at her best.
She is my favorite teacher.
NO WHERE TO HIDE
It was somewhat crazy how everything was going down. I
knew there was no one I could talk to. It was like walls
were closing in on me.
I always try to go to a quite place, so I can hide my soul
from collapsing, my anger from talking.
But there's always someone around to watch me, wanting
to see the bad side of me.
Why do people hate on me? Cause I do what I do and do it
for fun.
I hate feeling as if I must depend on them to give me what I
need.
I’m me whether you like it or not. I’m tired of not having my
own place to write, so if you peek then you wanted to
see because you invade my privacy.
“A Motherless Child”
Since a little child you said you’ll get me,
Now I’m 14 still living life’s misery.
You say you love me.
How could you’ve abandoned me?
You’re now doing worse,
How can you better your self?
Stop the Lying!
Stop the fronting!
All that for nothing,
You should already know you didn’t excel.
MY SHADOW
As you creep up on me in the sunlight,
You some how come and disappear. I look. Still on the
sidewalk you lay.
I walk. You shall follow. I’m the sun. You’re the shade.
Follow me. Follow along where ever I please to go. I lead
you to your home.
Sunlight rise upon the air, in the shade you stay.
My shadow lead me to my paradise which I call here.
I AM
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I am warrior. Go ahead try me you will lose.
I am a leader. I wasn’t brought on this earth to follow
these cowards.
I am an American Black queen.
I am a diamond in every medallion.
I am a survivor. I’m going to make it.
I’m a rose which appears to be seen.
I am Starra come on and take a look at me.
I am the sun that shines so bright.
I am a child of god.
I am me.
The Infamous Starra
When I look back on to the days when you
were a youngin,
You knew I was ya sister but you couldn’t
pronounce my name so you called me Daya.
I would laugh. Now you’re all grown up and we
are brothers and sisters but the best of
friends.
I See You
As I see you into the sky, you weave
side to side.
You are white, fluffy, as a pillow.
I imagine me on top of you when I’m
being judged by the world. Just your
softness cheers me up.
You are the clouds.
One Chance
By Aaron
Sports
Basketball, baseball and football
Are three of my favorite sports.
3 pointers and homeruns and touch downs
Are the same thing.
It’s in you if you believe.
Web
Hope
Aaron
1
chance
Family
Life
And
death
Close Up
Close up is like a lion and tiger having fun.
This was a lot of work but its already
DONE.
Knock knock its time for your CLOSE UP.
Finally its over now they kicked me out.
Then it was close down.
Summer
Summer says hello as it comes in.
Summer makes the people scream.
People go to the beach.
Water comes in so deep.
I Love summer when its here.
I Love summer as it comes near.
One Time
Its only one time to Shine.
You already know its mine.
I will be rocking like JAY-Z.
I will be flying like R-KELLY.
Cause you already know its mine.
Basketball
The ball smiles while I score.
The net moves while the ball goes through.
The ball talks to me while I bounced it.
Class room
This class is colorful as a bag of skittles.
The computers are as cheap as payless.
The teacher is as cool as ice.
Enemies
Enemies are like G-unit vs. murder inc.
They freestyle they don’t think.
If there was beef.
There won’t be no peace.
The End
I really thank you for reading all my poems.
My Poem Project
By:Ronita Nelson
My Inspiration Web
blue
its my f av orite color
my f riends
shanice,lei-lei,
angel,f atima,latoy a
my dad
he takes care of me
my inspiration
my f riends
they beilev e in me
music
i lov e music
my grandma
she looks out f or
me
Inspiration Poem
Fresh Out The Box
5 wonderful young men that are new into the
industry,
People may doubt them but without P.Diddy no
one
would know about them. B5 doesn’t stand for
Bad 5 Boys it stands for Blessed 5 Boys. If you
put
Them all together you get “B5”.
My Inspiration
I was inspired to write this poem
because they came into the music industry at a very
young age. I love their music.
I want to be in a singing group just like them.
That’s why I wrote this poem
Simile Poem
Cousins
Cherick, he is as cool as a winter day.
Shawn, he is as funny as a clown.
Dawn, she is as joyful as a baby.
Raven, she is as crazy as a jack in a box.
They are all different but they are the same
because they are all family.
Metaphor Poem
My Dad
My dad is a clown, he is funny
he is a lion when he’s angry ,he roars
My dad is a computer,
he knows everything .
My dad is a teacher he teaches me wrong from
right
That’s my dad!
Personification Poem
The Trees
It dances to classical music. in the winter it’s hair
falls out. In the fall its hair grows back in a
different color but when you comb it, it falls out.
In the summer it’s hair grows back and doesn’t
fall out until next season.
The Trees
Imagery Poem
Double Dutch Contest
The rope moves to the beat of my feet.
My face full of sweat,
tired and exhausted.
As soon as I looked “Beep”
“Time Is Up”.
Thank You
Thank you for viewing my project
hope you enjoyed it
Yours Truly
Ronita M. Nelson.
Candace’s Spring Poetry
Project
Sunny, bright, and rainy poems
By Candace Myers
Simile Poem
My Apartment
My apartment is like a office.
My apartment is like a zoo.
Each room is as a movie theater.
The bathroom is like a box.
My apartment is like a classroom, very filled.
Metaphor
FABRIC
People see me as a soft material
on the outside and like to try
me.
But on the inside, I am rough
crazy and tight.
I am clothes. I can be for down
occasions or up occasions.
But only fit whose right for me.
Personification
THE PARTY
The walls are beating.
The floor is shaking.
The records are singing and spinning at the same
time.
The ceiling is sweating like Niagara falls.
The doors are swinging wildly.
People are about to fall.
Now everyone is leaving, heading to the hall.
Inspiration poem
CLOTHES
Oh how I love clothes,
Like no one knows.
In my closet, look how far It goes.
Rocawear, Dior, Pepe, velour,
In my closet with so much more.
All styles and colors
Like no other
I get new clothes
Thanks to my mother.
Oh how I love clothes like no one knows.
As I get older away it all goes.
Imagery poem
ANONYMOUS
When I look in your eyes,
I see the real you,
the soft cat that
doesn’t know what to do.
When I hug you,
I smell the strong scent of
roses grab on to me.
When u touch my hand,
I feel your cotton skin that
I can lay on.
When you talk to me,
I hear the sensitive person
that walks around being hard all the
time so people won’t take advantage.
Thank You
Thank you for reading my poems.
I hope that you enjoyed them and I can’t
wait to write more. I would like to thank the
people that inspired me such as my friends,
Karizzma, Amber, and Takayla. I would also like
to thank my teacher Ms. Keller for giving us this
assignment.
Thank you
The Only One
Poetry Presentation
By
Abril c.Robinson
Inspiration Webs
Me
Nature
My Personality
Feelings
Me
Nature
Life
Sunset
Look at the sunset ,
What a beautiful color of the sun.
Or is it just the flower in the spring time,
or is it just the blazing rays,
Coming from mars, making it purple.
Misunderstood
I’m a different kind of individual.
I am Abril. A lot of people misunderstand my
swagger.
All y’all people act the same but my personality
Is hard to tame.
I’m a unique individual, nobody can clone me.
People that are close to me are my homies.
I may curse. (Yes I do.) People tell me to shut
up.
(I say, “who you talkin’ to!”)
Winter
I go outside.
Everything I see is white.
Every the things not in sight.
The coldness from the winter is in the air.
The kids are screaming and laughing ,in playful
fear. Away I go to go get my hot coco. The
thought of the hot feeling warming
My hands . I go in my house with no fans.
Sun
I am in your face , you
Starring at you.
I move when you move to give
You light.
I bother your eyes because I’m
So bright.
Sun
You’re a beautiful sight.
But I can’t look close or it will not be a
delight.
Good bye sun. It’s time to set.
See you again at 9 am.
Good bye hope to see you again. **
Thank you
It took a long time for me to finish but you should
like them all!
from
Abril Robinson
The World Of Poems
by: Florentino Olmedo
Inspiration web
Inspiration Poem
Soccer
Beep! The game began, I take the ball through
the field like is no big deal. Trough the field I see
the goal, I shoot the ball and almost ruin it all. I
get up again. I kick it to the goal. It’s going so
fast it looks like a GOAL!!
Inspiration
I wrote this poem because it’s my brother’s favorite
sport.
Simile Poem
My Brother
My brother is silly as a clown.
He has feet as small as a rat.
He goes to parties like a famous person.
He hangs out like he is someone special.
Metaphor Poem
My Cousin
My cousin is a cheetah.
He is stronger than a bull.
But he can be a baby chick in his egg,
You run into him and bounce off him like a
beach ball,
When he is sick, he is a little sick brown dog.
Personification Poem
Summer
Summer says hello as it comes in.
Summer makes all the people scream.
People go have fun as Summer comes in so
deep.
I love Summer as it is here,
I love Summer as it comes near.
Imagery Poem
Summer
Summer is here.
I see Summer come in every year.
Summer is hot.
It feels like a very hot oven.
The watermelon taste sweet in the Summer. l
hear people yelling like crazy animals,
As I walk trough, the Bar-B-Q smell touched my
nose.
Thank You
Thank you for your time. I hope you
enjoyed this slide show. I also hope you
had a good time. I will like to thank you
again.
The Football Poem
By,
Robert Robinson
My Web
My Inspiration
Football
Mom
Music
My Inspiration
My Poem
Football is my life.
It is the best sport out
there.
Everybody loves
football. I love
FOOTBALL!
My Inspiration
Football inspires me
because it’s rough
like me and it’s fun to
play with your friends.
That’s my inspiration.
My Metaphor Poem
I Am…
I am a football star.
I am the real thing.
I am a animal.
I am a lion.
I am flower bringing joy to my mom’s heart.
I am MAN.
My Simile Poem
Football
Like a rumble in the street.
As someone run a track field.
Like a NBA player throws a basketball.
Tackle me against a brick wall.
Football is tough.
My Personification
poem!
Sun
It shines in my eyes.
The sun is on me.
It’s color inspires.
It’s shape shine.
The sun says Hello.
It shines goodbye.
Imagery Poem
Movies
I smell the oily smell of popcorn across the room.
I touch the hot cheese to lick my fingers.
It taste so good, it taste like hot cheesy salsa.
I hear the people laughing at the screen at the
funny movie.
I watch the movie.
Thank You!
Thanks 4 reading my poem hope u have a
great day!
Robert Robinson