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Friday, December 31, 2004
I AM A PORCUPINE I am a porcupine which most people are afraid of. Once I almost got ran over by a car but I was so short so the car ran right over me but I was not hurt. Some people try touch me but they are too scared. One day there was man, somebody else called him Jonathan Mayhew and a little girl behind him that looked Chinese. He lost his balance and landed on me and on his chin were some of my spikes. That also happened to my ancestors one of them ran into somebody named John Muir. He did not shave and more grew but more soft. That happens all the time and I hate it. Oh no! That guy is losing his balance. Not again, OW. Thursday, December 30, 2004
HOW HOT CHOCOLATE WAS INVENTED Hundreds of years ago there was no hot chocolate, one day somebody was eating chocolate with hot water he dropped the chocolate in the water and did not even notice,he shook the water so it would cool down and started to drink and it tasted like chocolate he called it hot chocolate and we still have hot chocolate! PLANET LOCUDA I sit at my desk doing homework, What is five to the seventh power or three to the fifth power, I asked myself, but all of a sudden a telescope appeared and I decided to have a quick glance, I peered in and WOW! There were big sky- scrapers everywhere and unusual creatures, they looked like animals from the future, for some wierd reason everything was floating in the air exept the buildings,the clothes were totally wierd! There was an ocean, people were surfing on boards but there was a paddle with their boards, the airplanes were much more small and there were new flavors of ice cream, yikes, I turned the telescope accidentally and there was a different city in planet Locuda I would call it! There were supposed to be horrible monsters everywhere. People dressed in the same clothes while running. Some people held sticks (looked like wands) and robes with a hat shaped as the trash can we have in our house with fancy string on it. Lights were coming out of their sticks like lightening zapping the monsters, oops. I turned the telescope again. There was a big computer, people were jumping on it. I would call this city the technology center. Mini robots looked like a mailman. It would stop by people and hand a package to them and go to another person. Each letter on the colossal computer looked like an office for a person. The weird people with sticks and a robe would appear and jump into a letter or button on the computer. "Julia! Julia! Julia! Finish your math homework," my Mom yelled, and all of a sudden the telescope disappeared and back to my boring homework. Monday, December 20, 2004
THE ASCENDING DANCE! In Boulder, there is a danced called the ascending mountain dance All what you have to do is put on your ropes, you have to do this dance. You have to get ready to climb. There is a helicopter beneath you if you are not an expert. Hop with one foot while your other foot is scratching your itch on your head while arms are by your side and do a flip in the same position and shake your body like the whole ocean is in your body then the foot you are not hopping on and do your hair. One of your arms will untie the rope and untwist your body so you will land on the helicopter. I warned you that only experts should do this dance! Now I have to call the hospital. TIGERS Tigers jumping up and down tigers chasing butterflies tigers growling at me tigers doing a backflip tigers helping the sick tigers eating chocolate cooks tigers deciding what outfit to wear tigers tucking their cubs into bed tigers doing a crossword puzzle like my dad tigers teaching poetry tigers are going crazy tigers are gaping over the world tigers blowing in a trumpet tigers just learned to ride a bike tigers chasing their tails tigers smoking a lot tigers getting revenge on evil glimpses tigers watching their favorite tv show tigers blowing away the sun so they can sleep! Saturday, December 11, 2004
I AM A BAG I am a bag,filled with dirty garments and when people pick me up I feel like I am going to split in half,little people as big as me stick their head in,yuck! Their breath smells bad. When big people come they pull away little people I think you call them bubies or bibies or babies or something like that,oh no! I see bibies or babies in front of me,Is there a nose plug? YUCK! Sunday, December 05, 2004
LETTERS EVERYWHERE J is orange, U is black, L is blue, I is brown and A is red. J is when you are in the car and when you look in the sky the clouds look orange and the fire which seems like the dragon's flames right above my head! U and L is when you see the blue sky when a panther is behind a bush ready to pounce or a crow and the ocean and it is a leopard shark with black spots and I swim ashore and find my dad's black coat. I is when I am in a ship with brown wood and I see a a storm and the clouds are brown when I fall in a puddle of mud and the captain is drinking coffee A is when you are angry your cheeks turn red like the blood of a warrior who had a red shiny shield the color of lipstick. J, U, L, I, and A is when you see the flames of the dragon and the black panther under the blue sky on a ship and the warrior holds up his red shield to defend himself from the panther and all those together are the colors of letters and the world. HOW DRAGONS GOT THEIR FLAMES Once upon a time dragons had no flames but one day a whole army of dragons were attacking people. They all charged gulp and they all swallowed a bomb and there was fire in their body and their bodies were so hot the fire never went out and whenever they blow really hard there is a flame. Saturday, December 04, 2004
IN THE PLANE I am in a plane If I could only meet Mark Twain He is dead, but the grass is still green If I could see Louis Braille He is dead, but I cannot fly like a bird If I could only run You will see how fast I run But I am in a boring plane I don't see a single bird And no book to read about Mark Twain Or a journal to write poems about Louis Braille And I can't write about the color green My journal was green I can not run To see Louis Braille But all I can do is sit on a plane With not a single book by Mark Twain I want to be a bird Oh, there is one bird And there is a guy with his hair dyed green He is not like Mark Twain That guy is about to run All round the plane Wait he isn't, I must be blind like Louis Braille If only I saw Louis Braille One thing bad about being a bird Is when you crash into a plane There's nothing green I just need to run And get exercise like Mark Twain Plane is where I am and I can't see Mark Twain Green the grass is and no Louis Braille Bird is what I see, if only I could run Friday, December 03, 2004
HOW MY DAD GOT HIS BEARD My dad got his spiky beard because he ran into a porcupine some of the bristles got stuck in his chin and now whenver he shaves the bristles grow back on his chin Wednesday, December 01, 2004
I AM A CROW I am a crow, there is this person who seems to talk to me. First he called me lopsided, but then he called me bold heart. I was so happy I did a flip in the air, OUCH! I am missing my left claw, it hurts a lot. A dragon bit it off, well, I think this boy is a skald (bard). I follow him. He is on a quest and doesn't want me to come. Humph, I am very brave. Why do you think I'm called bold heart? Well, this boy is here, yikes! I shouldn't have come, there's a Jotun and a troll right in front of me. Flap, flap flap! Explanation: I have read a book called "The Sea of Trolls." A skald is another way of saying bard in Northmen language. A Jotun is a creature who freezes people to death and are very deadly, and trolls are just as dangerous. Jack is the name of the person and the crow is a character who is Jack's companion on his quest. Saturday, November 27, 2004
DOG! DOG! Dog, dog how did you get a nose that can smell things so good? Is it because a wizard cast a spell on you? Dog, how did you get so much hair? Is it because you glued hair from people? Anyway, why is your nose black and not purple, green, blue, and other different colors? Did you get splashed by black paint? Why? Why? Why can't you tell me anything? Friday, November 19, 2004
WISHES I wish I could have a chocolate of peanut butter, I can hear the crunches and see the brown color like when I am making dirt and i use it as chocolate pudding! I wish I could own a bookstore of books, hear the flipping pages and see the people whispering like at an assembly when we are becoming quiet and you can only hear whispering. My wish is to have a chocolate of peanut butter while owning a bookstore of books and a room of games while hearing crunches, flipping pages, and weird sound effects from games and seeing brown candy, whispering and games (board games and so on) is like me being as happy as possible! Tuesday, November 16, 2004
KENNETH KOCH Knack for poetry Entertaining Notable Natural talent Elated about poetry Tremendous, terrific Hard to match Knowledgeable about rhythm Ode is not what he writes that much Communicates well with children Hypnotizes kids with his imagination. GEORGE W. BUSH Ghastly Empty head Obtuse and offensive Rude rogue Grotesque Eliminate him! Weapons of mass destruction not found! Belligerant Unjust war Shudder to think about him! Harmful to the entire world! This is an acrostic about how horrible Bush is for the world. CHARLES CORNO Cackles a lot Humble Agreeable in class Reasonable in his expectations Lively and likeable Esoteric and essential Smart as a squid Cheerful and civilized Outrageous, open-minded Respectful and responsible Noble Original in teaching This poem is an acrostic that spells out my teacher's name. HOW DOGS GOT THEIR BARK A long time ago dogs used to talk but one day people were playing with a broken radio that made barking noises the dog thought that was bark on a tree and the dog lunged for the radio and swallowed it and only barks came out of its mouth and other dogs are like that! Monday, November 15, 2004
HOW TREE TRUNKS BECAME BROWN There used to be only one tree. There was a storm. It was so muddy the water was brown and the tree drank it and it turned brown because of the muddy water. HOW CATS GOT WHISKERS Cats didn't have whiskers a long time ago. One day a cat was watching girls playing a game with a plastic string. The cat thought it was food and tried to take the string but it got stuck in its face and the cats have whiskers now. THE TIGER I go to the zoo and look at a tiger. Kids are crowding around the cage including me! This tiger is great the way the fur glistens in the sunlight and when it gets wet the fur is smooth and when the tiger shakes his body it seems like sparks are coming from his (or her) fur Look at his eyes so attentive of what is going on and when he (or she) sees his (her) prey he (or she) pounces with the strong legs in an appealing way that makes your mouth hang open so amazed you can hardly move! You can see stripes on the tiger in a weird pattern. There are such wonderful colors, when they are combined together they create this weird image. When the tiger runs it seems like a blur. One thing real cool are their teeth, so shiny and sharp they seem like glitter there are so many you will be amazed and look at your teeth in the mirror and see if your teeth are like the tiger's teeth. When they jump you can see their claws so sharp like the teeth you will probably never cut your nails to see if they will get sharp. The claws are not too big and not too small and don't have so much fur. When you see a tiger it will be the best time of your life! RIVERS The Tigris River reminds me of a tiger who runs along the river The Ganges River reminds me of Huckleberry sneaking out to his gang and playing tricks at night The Darling River reminds me of my Mom calling me darling when I do something good The Mackenzie River reminds me of macaroni and cheese, my favorite food The Missouri river reminds me of where I live. Sunday, November 14, 2004
THE WONDERFUL MUD PUDDLE It has just stopped raining I go outside. Yuck says Mom. Cool I say. Don't you see how wonderful this is. You can see this cool brown color, it's so shiny. When you touch this you feel this very smooth and gooey sensation and it makes you relax. There is one question I want to ask. Why doesn't anybody like this wonderful mud puddle? THE PAINTING IN OUR ROOM Kandinsky's painting that I see is like a big river with swirls ready to suck you in and it is also like there is a bat ready to catch a fish in a middle of a hurricane and also like a mouse running with a knife right behind it with pots and pans and different objects that you use in the kitchen. BAD LUCK I love playing my trumpet and also soccer but I am on crutches I have allergies and my face is red That's one thing that's not amazing I take the elevator at school people treat me different at school I miss lessons for playing the trumpet but taking the elevator at school is amazing since I have crutches I can't play soccer at least my crutches aren't red my arm is very tired because of crutches but there are many advantages about crutches like taking the elevator at school I get to write with a pen that is red a friend can carry my trumpet and there still isn't any soccer it is kind of amazing but it isn't amazing especially my crutches we lost the game in soccer I'm always bored in school no trumpet! my injuries aren't so red but my clothes are red it isn't amazing I still like trumpet I might stop having crutches I'm going to school our team still lost soccer I'm one of the best players in soccer I own a soccer ball that is not red there are problems in school my bad luck is not amazing I don't like crutches and I miss playing trumpet trumpet is great and so is soccer I am on crutches that are not red amazing luck at school *** This poem is true! SHORT POEMS the very delicate tree a hurricane is here hear the rustling leaves the cracker in my hand I drop it the crunchy sound I AM SORRY TO SAY I stole your diary and looked at it you were probably going keep your secrets forever Forgive me your secrets so wonderful I just could not stop reading Friday, May 21, 2004
GORRILA hair furry smelly armpits big fat black hard thing on head like ice cream cone weird smart furry and has a great appetite Monday, May 17, 2004
I wrote another flarf poem: ONE HORRIBLE SHOP Wake up! Mom says ready to go to the soda can shop. I hate places like the barbarian sodas when everyone eats and drink til their heads blow off. Gosh that was so bizarre! No wonder there are people who have no heads! Sodas made people's tongues turn chocolate so they can eat themselves. Once my boyfriend ate himself up until he only had a mouth left! Bizarre! Bizarre! Biiiizarrrre! Mom almost got drunk just by soda! People get drunk and take a nap and don't wake up. The bizarre place stinks and gosh it smells like a cat just farted and that is ten times worse than its litter box! This soda tastes like coffee with NO sugar. HELLO! Don't dare go to the stupid shop. Great. My head's exploded. PENGUIN? Penguin penguin how come your feathers are so thick? Is it because your parents glued feathers to you from different birds? Penguin how do you get that beak is it because you used to be a snow man with a carrot and you turned into a penguin with the same beak? Oh penguin please answer soon! Sunday, May 16, 2004
MY DREAM I've had a bad dream including a sky and a jungle. The jungle was green I saw a scar on a rabbit. Oh that poor little rabbit. I can't believe this was a dream so real it was with a rabbit with a scar. Something turned dark and it was the sky and the grass was not green. Oh this jungle. I hate this jungle. It was weird with a rabbit and it turned green. Oh I hate this dream. Oh the sky. There was lightning like a scar. It was annoying th see a scar even in the jungle. I couldn't look at the sky so I had to see the rabbit. I wanted to stop having this dream. My face was pale green. The scar on the rabbit was green. What is up with this scar? I finished with my dream. There was no more jungle neither a rabbit or even a sky. I saw the sky. It was not green. I did see a rabbit but it didn't have a scar. I am very happy not to be in the jungle. I never had a dream similar to this dream. I do not like to dream about the jungle and sky. I am happy I'm not in the jungle that is very green. I am happy I don't see a scar, even on a rabbit. SORRY! Dear Friend: I'm so sorry I jinxed your broom while you were playing quidditch I was so mad at you I didn't know you would break two ribs and a bone. I was just jealous of you I am at least good at jinxing brooms because it was my first time. But I'll see you in the hospital pretty soon. Sincerely, Julia This also goes with Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, when Lord Voldemort jinxes Harry Potter on his broom while playing quidditch. I am pretending I'm in a book called Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire and it includes a port key and muggles are people who don't use magic in Harry Potter. I decided to write about the port key and how it works so you can see what it's like to be a wizard. A PORT KEY You may think this is ugly, but do not judge on what you see. You may not discover about the port key. You touch it and it goes wherever you want to be. It reminds you of a shoe. It's shiny and black but muggles always throw it in the garbage can. So the the port key and you'll be amazed of what you'll see. QUESTIONS FOR A HIPPOPOTAMUS What do you think about, hippotamus? Of having a bigger river with a whole lot of fish. How do you scratch your back? I let the fish and bugs do it depending where my back is. What is your favorite time of day or night? Morning, well duh. If you wrote poetry, what would it be about? I will write about taking a nap. Do you have a question for me? Yes, I'm wondering what a human being is. In my opinion I think humans are things that fly This is collaboration me and my dad wrote. My dad wrote the questions and I wrote the answers. Friday, April 23, 2004
HOW PLANTS BECAME GREEN There were white flowers. Men were so mad they would crush them and seeds would come out. When it started to sprout the plant was green from the envy of men. HOW THE JAGUAR GOT ITS SPOTS Jaguars once only had yellow skin. One day a jaguar fell in a puddle of mud. There were black dots. But it stayed there fovever and all the jaguars were the same. HOW THE EAGLE GOT ITS WINGS There were eagles who only had bodies. They were not birds, but the eagles knew what to do. With their eyes they spotted feathers attached them to their body and it's like that forever. Saturday, March 20, 2004
Explanation: I started to get interested in this flarf business, so I decided I would write flarf too. This is my first poem of flarf. A Surprise (flarf!) Squirrel Fred puts on his slippers for the acrobatic never knowing carnival. He makes a banana for his crazy baby baboon nana a shrilly crilly absolutely mystery of the nana who thinks her breakfast needs some coconut oil. She needs chili but Fred goes to the carnival on his extra large bucket of gas thinking he could drive himself. First comes a clammy crafty clown with a chocolate cookie including clammy custard challenge and charity koalas coming toward me. Next come the tamer of tearing treacherous tarantulas with a tutu and with sauce from Tokyo. He dance daring and dramatic ballet from Ethiopia. We tried texmo terrrific tomato juice for sale only 6,000 dollars each. They found in the trash can containing tomato sauce it was horrible so they shot the sauce so it landed on the crazy baboon nana who was cranky. She said for cranky crabs' sake tomatoes are for those tearing tutu tarantulas. She threw the tomato into the blushing pig's pen ready to prepare their dinner. The pigs ate the sauce Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! The manager or messenger heard it thinking it was a nice son so he sang Oh Yeah! (pig) Gulp Gulp! (Manager). I got the beat! (pig) Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! I'm tight dudes! Gulp! Oh yeah! boo ya! Gulp! Gulp! Come see me, I got the beat! Gulp! Creatures did come. The ferocious famous fabulous frantic family of farting bears came. Crafty comic coke crickets came. Also the exciting experienced explored escaping elephants came. (Singing starts again) Gulp! I'm tight man! Gulp! Gulp! I've got the beat to the music. Oh yeah! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! The pigs stopped eating. The manager said, I sing good! Oh yeah! yeah! yeah! I I I I I I I got the beat! Sunday, March 14, 2004
A STORY OF A GOLDEN APPLE I like gold Gold might be in an apple that wouldn't be too horrible It would be amazing like there is a ghost It would make me smile I like to smile If there is gold I don't need a Ghost I just want a golden Apple Would it be amazing? That would not be horrible I'll tell you a story that is horrible I'll tell you a part that might make you smile I think it is amazing It is about gold A real golden apple Everyone wanted the apple,but thought it was a Ghost It was not a Ghost It was a Godess who did something horrible There was a beauty contest and someone threw an apple It made people smile because the apple was made out of gold It was weird and amazing way to amazing was that a Ghost? a Ghost of gold People had a lot of fights and it was horrible That was a time when no one was smiling I can't tell you the rest about this Golden apple This story is from Greek Mythology about the apple If you think this story is amazing Check it out and you will smile This story is not about a ghost This story is a little horrible With a lot of gold I like gold even if it's in an apple This story is horrible but still amazing like there is a ghost that has a smile I am still thinking about Dracula,the person.I had to sleep with garlic in my bed room. I kept on falling of my bed.When I woke up I was of my bed.Fortunutely I was the same person and not Dracula. Saturday, March 13, 2004
This is a poem about a nightmare I had after I read a frightening and horrible book called Dracula. Dracula was actually a good book but it was horrible what it was about. My Nightmare I had a dream someone, someone really scary came and my face was pale and white as a sheet. The person behind me was Dracula! Two scars like a cross were on my neck. I kicked and ran. Julia, my mom said, stop kicking me. I woke up and saw my mom and said sorry. I fell back asleep and Dracula appeared in my mind. I wore garlic all around me. Dracula could turn into a black wolf and a bat. He crashed through the window and I lost my garlic. He drank my blood and went off. The three ladies with fang looking teeth and white all over. They argued who would get to suck my blood first. I kept on getting weaker and weaker. Jonathan tried to comfort me who was my dad. Just so you know there is a real Jonathan in Dracula who is a character. I ran and kicked. Julia, my mom said, stop kicking me. My mom was awake. I fell back asleep and dreamed more. I finally died with white fangs on me and I turned into a vampire. I was in a coffin in day. There were people around me. One person with a pointed stick ready to jab at my heart and they did. I was dead and the last Dracula to be killed. I was happy to be killed because I did not like to be a vampire. Thursday, March 11, 2004
I AM A COMPUTER I am a computer and life is a little bad and a little good. The good thing is that I can play games the bad thing is when these grownups type too much I always have a stomach ache. Children play games, but they're not good at it and lose the game and I fell horrible! please don't lose a game so fast I'm going to play a game,but never,never,never, never,never, never,never,never, ever, ever,ever,ever,ever,ever, ever,ever dare to bother me.hmmph Monday, March 08, 2004
A SESTINA I am very happy I am not pale and white I'm just a dog sitting by a tree I think sitting by a tree is fun I want to be rich with money I love money that's how I get happy Oh, my life is so fun I'm never pale and white but once I was sitting by a tree There was a horned-collar dog It was a bloodhound dog It had an enormous bone that costs a lot of money I stood there paralyzed on the tree For some reason the dog was happy All I was was a dog with his white face I knew that dog was having fun I was not having fun I was a poor little dog just pale and white not with any money and not very happy stuck to a tree I was too frightened to move away from the tree Would you call this fun? Would this be the last dog not happy? No way, I'm just a dog I'm a failure without money That was when I was pale and white I hate being pale and white So here I am near a tree without money This is the time when I have fun I'm not a poor little dog I am myself and no matter how I act I will be happy. I am very happy and not pale and white I am a dog who likes a tree I like when life is fun with some money. Sunday, March 07, 2004
Dictionaries is what she uses Options between dfferent forms of writing at writing Never give up is what she says Nice is how she acts An apple is a healthy snack, that's what she always says Kidding around sometimes happens Never play tricks on her Especially when it is time for school work Intensive to her when she teaches Bawling is not good for her so don't do it Escape her by being good Really believe me Thieves never lurk near her class In case you don't know, Donna Kneibert is my 3rd-grade teacher. And not all these things are exactly true about. Sunday, February 15, 2004
19 WAYS OF HEARING A PIANO PLAY 1. First you hear Twinkle twinkle little star that makes people calm down 2. All of a sudden the piano plays Mary Had a Little Lamb while kids dance around 3. Lullabies fill the room with peace like a dove fluttering over the air 4. Next a song called Over the Rainbow is played with kids listening with wonder in their eyes 5. You can hear a Rock and Roll beat filling the room now and people sing with the beat 6. When kids watch Sesame Street they hear the back-ground and that is a piano playing 7. People hear the Hokey Pokey and they shake themselves into the music 8. Country music begins with playing notes together making a beat while a band plays with you 9. Then you hear the Boogie on the piano all of the sudden people dance wildly 10. I can hear Thelonious Monk play Bemsha Swing and that is the name of my dad's blog 11. You can hear me play Ding Dong Bell that cheers you up 12. Someone is playing the piano side to side lowest to highest notes and that is not good for the piano 13. Beethoven's song is what I hear and it sounds like Beethoven's Fifth 14. A love song is being played so softy 15. Take me out to the Ball Game is being played 16. The Christmas carol is playing Jingle Bells that makes people dance 17. I heard someone play If She Comes Around the Mountain and little kids cheering and yelling 18. It's someone's birthday and I hear someone play Happy Birthday with kids saying Cha! Cha! Cha! between the music 19. Last of all is when all the music is played together to make a sad and happy or mad song together A VOLCANO DREAM First in my dream I was in Canary Islands with my Aunt, Uncle, and Mattie and Erica, who were my cousins. We decided to explore the volcano. The volcano was active. We went in the volcano and fell through trap doors and finding rooms. There were scrolls wrinkled that almost fell apart. I was ten with a pocket knife and carved tunnels. We were trapped in the volcano. Before my dream could be continued I heard my mom yell Julia! We need to go to the market! I opened my eyes really disappointed. I was in the best part of my dream. Darn it. Wednesday, February 04, 2004
I AM VERY SORRY I am very sorry that I broke your computer The computer didn't break to pieces, I just put a magnet near the computer which you were going to use for your work. I couldn't help it, I wanted to play all these fun games. You have to play them when you get a new computer. Have a fun time playing, I mean, working. Tuesday, February 03, 2004
I AM A DOVE I am a Dove that represents the opposite of a raven. I stand for peace, my skin is so white, girls admire me. What's the big fuss about how I look? I always wonder about that question. I fly up high, I always worry someone will shoot me. I have a lucky life. I am harmless as can be, because I am full of peace. Monday, February 02, 2004
I WISH I HAD WINGS (Sestina) I like color color is never dangerous if only I had wings I could get through a maze I could fly like an eagle it seems so magical This world seems magical magic does not have color colors are on an eagle eagles aren't dangerous I work too much it seems like a maze if only I had wings I love wings they seem so magical it would be easy to get through a maze I am full of color wings feel kind of dangerous like a wing of an eagle I don't have to have wings of an eagle I could have different wings they wouldn't be dangerous just a little magical with a lot of color it still feels like I'm in a maze I don't like to be in a maze I might be an eagle with a lot of color but most of all I want wings they seem so magical it won't be too dangerous If I was an eagle it would be more dangerous I'm tired of this maze I love being magical I don't want to be an eagle could I ever have wings as long as there is color I need color anyway it's not dangerous if I had luck and had wings I could escape from a maze I don't want to be an eagle how could I control myself it's magical. Saturday, January 31, 2004
A MAGICAL TIME I want to be a wizard. I'd have a wand and fill the place with spells never heard of. I will be in a magical world with ghosts flying chairs flowing rooms glowing with light around me. I'll face big spider and demons make new friends will be so great in the magical world. This is the time to disappear in the magical world. Oh what do you think of it? Friday, January 30, 2004
EVIL ARGUMENT Yurch Yurch you are so mean let us go. We are trapped don't shoot arrows at us because Legolas will kill you. Who cares we will shoot him before he shoots his arrows. We will smash you gnash you and roast you and toast you. Now there is nothing to do. You're wrong Gandalf is here he will cast a spell on you. We will put a fire and surround you and pretty soon you'll be dead meat. Frodo will kill you with his sword sting and Aragorn with a sword will attack with Frodo and help us. There while we argued we escaped with Gandalf's help. Ha ha we escaped without harm Yurch and you'll never catch us. EXPLANATION: I got this idea about the poem from The Lord of the Rings. In case you don't know Yurch means Orc in the Elvish language. I am reading The Lord of the Rings and got very interested in it. My dad told me you could write something about you talking to a creature. All of a sudden I thought of The Lord of the Rings. I first thought of Gollum but then thought of Orcs. Saturday, January 24, 2004
E is black T is grey Y is yellow p is red and L is orange E and T is when it is a dark black night when you are in the graveyard you see grey gravestones when a black dark volcano's there with grey ashes coming out and dark ravens fly that remind you of death Y is when there is a sunny day with yellow daisies and then it gets darker when you see a cat's glowing eyes P and L is when you take a bite from an apple and you throw the core away a curious orange tiger wants to see what it is the tiger was bleeding I was peeling an orange and I put my lipstick on E, T, Y, and P is when it is a night when there are stones and when I see a raven it reminds me of death but I see a cat's yellow glowing eyes its gives me a shiver I can still smell the red apples and feel my bleeding knee and last is L is when there is a burst of orange sunlight so I can see the world clearly Friday, January 23, 2004
I AM A PENCIL I am a pencil who has a very poor life. I am used by a writer who seems like he writes a word every minute in his life. I expected to grow taller but he peels my skin to only make my point sharper. He scribbles dark words with me when he presses me on the white thing. I have a friend, pen. He is more luckier than me. He has a cap to protect himself. It is time to get killed. He is coming to write with me. I know it I know it. Oh I wish I was forgotten and never been used. I SEE BIRDS With my powerful eyes I can see things fly They are birds who fly day and night Like a crow as black as a witch's hat There might be a cardinal as red as the sunset I hear a robin tweeting really soft as a cricket's chirp I see a blue jay that blends in the sky in the early morning I see eyes of an owl with its mouth saying hoot hoot like a ghost Far beyond in the dark there is a raven that represents death A hen is making a cockle-doodle-doo like someone crazy on the farm In the night my eyes need to rest before I can see birds flying day and night Sunday, January 18, 2004
OH, THAT HURTS I like playing sports I really like playing a sport Now I am here, sitting on the porch I might skin my knee I might have skinned my knee I skinned my knee as you can see My scratch is so red My scratch is really red Oh, I must be put to bed I'm so mad I'm so mad I hate this rash I feel so poor I feel too poor Oh my gosh, my knee is so sore Friday, January 16, 2004
WHAT I DREAM OF I like dreams that is really fun dreams make me so cheerful they even calm me down that is very fun I've dreamed about things they even calm me down I dreamed I could fly I dreamed about things and having an adventure I dreamed I could fly I dreamed I could fly in an adventure and having an adventure an adventure with cool harmless creatures I dreamed I could fly in an adventure that adventure would be so fun and adventure with cool harmless creatures creatures I see are cool that would be so fun can you imagine that! creatures I see are cool the creatures might have two heads with scales and tentacles can you imagine that! oh, I wish these dreams were real The creatures might have two heads with scales and tentacles I like dreams oh, I wish these dreams were real dreams make me so cheerful Thursday, January 15, 2004
TELL ME SOMETHING PIG pig oh pig, how much do you eat? I am asking this because my mom said I eat like a pig. Well we eat a lot like 20 pounds. How come you like the mud. It is so squishy and it feels good in the mud. Pig,how did your skin get so pink? Because that is the col- or of ham and hotdogs. Thanks pig but get away from me. You stink. Saturday, January 10, 2004
I HAVE QUESTIONS TO ASK YOU GORILLA How did your legs get so hairy? It grew to keep us warm and to help us climb trees. What do you do all day long? We crack nuts and take care of our kids and climb trees all day long oh little one. Would you like to live in the zoo or do you want to stay in the wild? I want to stay in the wild because freedom is better than living in a little cage. What is your favorite thing about being a gorilla? A gorilla is a gorilla. I just like being a gorilla. Oh little one let's go close the curtains and fall asleep. [My dad wrote the questions, I wrote the answers] I am a Viper I am a snake at the zoo I got trapped in a cage and now I am doomed. When I stare at those living things I feel like I could crush them to pieces but this glass is hard to break through. When people come to feed me I try to grab at them but I'm too slow. Oh my fat yellow skin slows me down, but I might have another chance to destroy these people into pieces and here it is. Hee Hee Ha Ha. Monday, January 05, 2004
Big Eagle In San Diego at the zoo there was a very big eagle that is a carnivore. It was as big as half of a door. It eats monkeys and birds. The eagle is very strong and can grab a creature on a tree with its talons. It was very impressive. |