April 3
2013
Poem #3 Too Much
Here’s an original poem. It’s a list poem and a quickly written first draft. There’s a lot of emotion on this poem. What do you think? Can you guess how I’m feeling? What was happening? What do you think it means? (Use lines from the poem to support your ideas.)
Nerves- on edge stomach clenching aching head tense muscles- Breaking point There’s too much… TOO MANY SOUNDS TOO MANY WORDS TOO MANY IDEAS TOO MUCH TOO MUCH TOO MUCH Ahhhhhhh!! SILENCE. Shhhh! quiet relax focus think breathe- shoulders loosening stomach calming head quieting smile returning Whew…
Writing always makes me feel better. Has there ever been a time when you’ve felt emotions strongly? Feel free to leave an original poem of your own in the comments.
I think the first stanzas mean what is going on in your head during a brain dump. The second part is when you finished how your..
2ND
Silence
think
breath
shoulder loosening
head quieting
1ST
TOO much ideas
TOO much words
I also think it is writer’s block. The poem sounds like it too.
I think it is when you have so much in your brain. That you just have to calm yourself down! Suggestion WRITE!
I am scared for tomorrow we are to have a sub and i don’t want certain people in my class to ruin are seating arrangement. But i have to trust that they will behave appropriately. So i will be calm and trust them. :/ NERVOUS TO TRUST!!!!!!!!
I know that feeling it’s really annoying when you get that feeling and you think your head is going to explode.
I can’t wait for the book fair tomorrow!!!!!
Was this what you were talking about today in English, Ms. Haseltine? I’ve had lots of those days.
Here’s a poem written by me:
Now.
Now is the time to shine.
Now is the time to enjoy.
Now is the time to live.
Now is the time to grow.
Now is the time to change.
Now is the time to improve.
Now is the time to embrace life.
Hope you liked it!!
Writing keeps us tied together,
“PB and J” will last forever,
Everything is better when I see your face,
We’re like Sherlock and Homes solving a case,
Hand in hand across the states,
I remember when we left and I said “Lates!”
We write and Skype,
We text and type,
Like PB and J we stick together,
We are Best Friends, forever and ever.
I hope you like it Ms. Haseltine! This poem is about my BFF Sami in Ohio!
I think you were frustrated with something or someone, most likely our class😋. You wanted peace and quiet. But, we kept talking and talking and talking and…well, you get the idea. I have proof of this because of these lines:TOO MANY SOUNDS! TOO MANY WORDS!
And these: Slilence. SHH quiet relax. 😴
You look very silly Ms.haseltine LOL!!!!
Today is a sad day for me, because exactly 2 years ago, my BFFL moved to Texas. I miss her so much!! Here’s a poem about her.
BFFLs
Best Friends For Life
Always there for me
Trustworthy
Every afternoon was spent at my house
Our obsession with Zhu Zhu pets
Us trading stuffed animals for a day
Our plays that never happened
But were fun anyways
The secrets we shared
Our memory book
Her creative ideas
The cardboard box that was a hotel to us
The game we played every Halloween
And then,
One fateful day,
April 4, 2011
She said goodbye to me in the morning
We were almost in tears
(Her mom already was)
I really miss her
But I also hated starting middle school without her
We had planned that since 1st grade
I miss all the things I can never do with her
And all the things I went through without her
But we will always have
The phone calls
that are still not enough
You look so funny in that picture! What were you doing in the gym?