Akila

4/1/11 I don't really like writing poetry because it is sometimes hard to think of what to write and its also hard to think of words that rhymes. But sometimes it is quite fun to do poetry. I like reading poetry that are short and nice, because if i read the long ones with difficult words i will be confused. 6/1/11 It is still the same above.

10/1/11 The poem Limbo By Edward Kamau Brathwaite is a bit confusing when i read it first. But it is a poem about people being tortured. It is like descibing he is going to heaven when it was the part " up up up" and going down to hell when he was saying " down down down".

 27/1/11 I really like poetry now! After all those lessons on poetry, it was first really boring. But now I really like poetry!! I especially like poetry that rhymes and has some onomatopoeia because it can be really fun and nice to read. I like writing poetry but I like reading poetry more then writing it coz it is more fun reading and writing a very cool poetry can be really hard.

14/2/2011 My final thoughts on poetry:  Last time i think that poetry are really boring and lame. But now since we have learned all about poetry, i really starting to enjoy it. We had to perform a poem to the year 3 and Year 1. Before the show i was quite nervous. But it was fun to do. After we perform we had to go and teach the year 3 or 1 about poetry. Some of them are really funny :D. I like reading poetry better then writing it, coz' i find writing is a bit hard for me to do. Rhyming poetry is most of my favorite!

Free Choice Numberless by Ian Souter 6/1/11

If all te numbers in the world were Rubbed out, Remove, Taken away, I wouldn't know how old i was, I wouldn't know the time of days, I wouldn't know which bus to catch, I wouldn't know the number of goals i had scored, I wouldn't know how many scoops of ice cream i had, I wouldn't know my phone number, I wouldn't know what page on my reading book, I wouldn't know how tall i was, I wouldn't know how much i weight, I wouldn't know how many sides there are in a hexagon, I wouldn't know how many days in the months, I wouldn't be able to work my calculator. And i wouldn't be able to play hide-and-seek! But i would know, as far as my mum was concerned, I was still her NUMBER ONE.

Comment: I like this poem because it is easy to understand and it is telling us that what will happen if there was no numbers and it shows that numbers are very important to us. It is also funny and fun to read. This poem made me think that what will happen to the world if numbers were erased. I got kinda scared while reading this poem because if there was no numbers i wouldn't know how to work out the calculator and i won't get my answer for maths D:

Haiku NoHaiku by Adrian Henri 6/1/11 I'm sorry to say that I really don't feel like a haiku today.

Comment: I like this haiku because it is very interesting and different from other haiku. And the author is telling us that he don't really want to do haiku, but he just did it. Its easy to understand.

Friends come and go, Best friends are forever by Shelby Brockway 9/1/11 I may be far in distance, but I'm never far from your heart; You're in my heart, and from there you'll never part; You're my sunshine on a rainy day; You clear my clouds if my sky is dark and grey; I don't think you know what you mean to me; When I hang out with you I feel like I can be free; You're my best friend, and thats a fact; You're there for me, b/c friends I lack; When I wish upon a star, I wish that you'll be in my life until the end; I want you to know that I'll always be your friend; Thank you for standing by my side; You're the reason I feel that the real me I don't have to hide; You're a good friend and I think you're the best; You're certainly a special person, better from the rest; You're certainly one of a kind; Guess what? Its okay, cause I don't mind; Thank you so much, you know what I means; You were my dream, but now its exactly as it seems;

Comment: This poem is nice coz it is just like my true friends and it is very sweet too. It also tells what true friends are. This poem is rhyming. When i read this poem i made me feel really happy because my friends are just like that.

Alone by Unknown 9/1/11 Sitting alone.......  in my dark creepy room..........  and that abhorrent feeling is eating my soul................. It really hurts when you feel you are alone...............  still waiting.. for some one to come and knock your door........... or even give you a call...............  still waiting.. for someone to help you through it all.... still waiting.. for someone who can prevent the fall of your soul........... I cant understand people anymore........... and i have adesire to crush them all...............  I want to fly to another palce that is safe.....and warm......  where i can find a friend to tell me: never frown............... cause you are not a lone.........anymore...

Comment: I love this poem. The reason i loved it, its because when i read it makes me think of how i am feeling sometimes. I was also feeling sad when i read this because sometimes some people just don;t understand my feelings.

I love chocolate by Nichole Kaci McKnight 9/1/11

I love chocolate, oh yes I do. Eating chocolate is a must too. I love chocolate, how about you? They say dark chocolate is now good for you too. I would eat chocolate while watching Mr. Magoo. I would eat chocolate instead of dodo. I like a good chocolate candy bar. I would even eat chocolate from a jar. I want to eat chocolate all day long. Eating too much chocolate may be wrong. They need to write about chocolate in a song. Some people eat chocolate just to belong. I would even eat chocolate in my Froot Loops I would even eat chocolate with a big group.

Comment: This poem is funny and catchy. When i was reading this poem it made me think of chocolates, i feel like i wanted to go out and buy some chocolate because this poem describe how chocolates is very nice. I love chocolates too, but i like sweets/candy more. :D

One Inch Tall by Shel Silverstein 6/1/11 If you were only one inch tall, you'd ride a worm to school. The teardrop of a crying ant would be your swimming pool. A crumb of cake would be a feast And last you seven days at least, A flea would be a frightening beast If you were one inch tall. If you were only one inch tall, you'd walk beneath the door, And it would take about a month to get down to the store. A bit of fluff would be your bed, You'd swing upon a spider's thread, And wear a thimble on your head If you were one inch tall. You'd surf across the kitchen sink upon a stick of gum. You couldn't hug your mama, you'd just have to hug her thumb. You'd run from people's feet in fright, To move a pen would take all night, (This poem took fourteen years to write-- 'Cause I'm just one inch tall).

Comment : I REALLY LIKE THIS POEM!!!! Its so cool. The reason why i chose this poem its because its is really nice and understandable. Its fun to read and really funny. When i read this poem, it made me imagine how it would be like if i was one inch tall. It would be really scary to ride on worms to go to school. And the ending part was funny because it took him 14 years to write because he was just one inch tall. :D Lol

Fire and Ice by Robert Frost 6/1/11 Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.

Comment: This poem is short. Its kinda hard to understand and get it. When i read the first part of the poem it made me scared because, it said 'Some say the world will end in fire, '.

Phenomenal woman by Maya Angelou 6/1/11 Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size But when I start to tell them, They think I'm telling lies. I say, It's in the reach of my arms The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, It's the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can't touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them They say they still can't see. I say, It's in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. Now you understand Just why my head's not bowed. I don't shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing It ought to make you proud. I say, It's in the click of my heels, The bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, The need of my care, 'Cause I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me

Comment: This poem is long but a bit easy to understand. I usually don't like long poems, but this one is nice and it's very different. When i read this poem it made me think of who the author is talking about and it also rhymes so it made me wanna read.

11/1/11 A slash of blue by Emily Dickinson 11/1/11 A slash of Blue— A sweep of Gray— Some scarlet patches on the way, Compose an Evening Sky— A little purple—slipped between— Some Ruby Trousers hurried on— A Wave of Gold— A Bank of Day— This just makes out the Morning Sky.

Comment: This poem is nice because its really interesting, short, and easy to understand. It made me feel really calm because of the morning sky and i like the morning sky. I think it is describing how the morning skies are formed because at the end the author said "This just makes out the Morning Sky".

Lying Crying. by Astri Nikealsen 11/1/11 Lying crying in my bed, Almost dying, nearly dead. The pain tears me in two, Like what was between me and you- Nobody cared when you died, You just slipped away and sighed. I see you sometimes on the street- Walking tired, on the beat. Bruised ankles, battered feet, Broken heart and shattered dreams- Ripped apart at the seams. I wish I'd never known or met- And ended up-loving you instead. I let you in, my heart, my mind, my world, my bed- You screwed them up and didn't care. All because you couldn't share. And live in nothing but Nightmares.

Comment: I really love this poem. Its so emotional that it made me feel really emo and sad if i read it. I like the part where the author said "I let you in, my heart, my mind, my world, my bed- You screwed them up and didn't care." because its showing the person that you gave didn't care about you and just don't appreciate what you gave to them. And it is about love too because the part where the author said "I wish I'd never known or met- And ended up-loving you instead." was maybe saying that you love the person but he/she didn't love you back.

Cats, cats by Abbie Howard 11/1/11 Cats, cats, such fluffy fur, cats, cats, a beautiful purr. Cats, cats, big brown eyes, cats, cats, catching flys!

Comment: I like cats, thats why i like this poem. Another reason why i love this poem is that its really short and easy to understand. When i read this poem it made me think about the cats i used to play with. I also feel like i want to buy another cat :3

Colours, Our life in colours by Mishaal Javed Dawar 11/1/11

Green, the colour of envy. The colour of jealousy, Of cowardice, Of Greed… Green.

Red, the colour of danger, The colour of War, The colour of Strength, Of Power, Determination, Of desire, Rage, Of anger, Of leadership, Of malice, Passion and Love. Red.

Orange, the colour of enthusiasm, The colour of fascination, Of happiness, Of creativity, Attraction, Success, Encouragement, Of stimulation, Of pleasure. Orange.

Yellow, the colour of joy, Of happiness, Of energy, Cheerfulness, Of freshness, Joy. Yellow.

Blue, the colour of stability. Of trust, Of loyalty, Wisdom, Confidence, Of intelligence, Faith, Of truth, Of heaven, Of health, Healing, Tranquillity, Understanding, Of softness. Of knowledge, Power, Of seriousness. Blue.

Purple, the colour of Royalty. Of power, Nobility, Luxury, Of ambition. Wealth Wisdom, Dignity, Independence, Creativity, Of mystery, Of magic. Purple.

Light green, the colour of nature, Of growth, Of Harmony, Of Freshness, Safety, Healing, Protection, Of Peace. Light green. White, the colour of Purity, Of Innocence, Goodness Perfection, Hope. White

Black, the colour of power, Of elegance, Of formality, Death, Mystery, Of Evil. Of grief. Black.

Comment: I like this poem because it is very interesting and it tells us what the coulors are really are. Some of it is true. I don't really like reading a poem that is this long but i find this one really interesting so i decided to read it and it was really easy to understand.

Purple by Luna Moon 11/1/11 Purple is the color of love, Purple is the color I dream of. Purple is the color of passion, Purple is the latest fashion. Purple is the color of glad, Purple is the best color they had. Purple is the color of laughs, Purple is what he said on my behalf. Purple is the color of me, Purple is the best, you see.

Comment: I like this poem because it is describing the color purple really well. And i like the color purple, its my facevorite color. When i was reading this poem i was thinking how i got to like purple.

Zombie Haiku by Brandy Reese 11/1/11 Zombies are creepy Red blood dripping from the flesh Too late you can’t run

Comment: I like this haiku, but it is really creepy though. I like it because it is talking about zombies and zombies are funny to me i don't know why. But when i was reading the poem it made me imagine that there was a zombie infront of me so my feelings got a bit scared. And the picture i was imagining eas so creepy imma have nightmares D:

Cross my fingers by Nikki Anderson 11/1/11 Cross my fingers and hope to die. All my life has been a lie. As all the faith slips through my fingers. The pain of us still lingers. At night I lay awake. Dreaming of drowning in a lake. In the morning. I wake with sounds of mourning. My life has been filled with pain. Even though it's all I seem to gain.

Comment: This poem is a bit confusing but i think it is about the person hates life because from the sentence " Cross my fingers and hope to die.". And i also think that the poem is about a person who wants to die.

19/1/11 Chocolates Chocolates are sweet, They are so yummy when you eat Some are bitter, But it doesn't matter. Chocolates are brown, It will never make you frown, Some are white, You'll want some more with just one bite. Chocolates are are yummy, Especially when they are in your tummy, Some are never delicious, That will make you vicious. Chocolate are hard, You can eat them your yard, Some are soft, You can also eat them are your loft.

By: Akila

24/1/11 Poems are really confusing at the first time, On english lessons, when we were reading poetry it makes me wanna whine Every week, we started to read poetry Time by time, I'm starting to like poetry, Rhyming poetry is really catchy You should really read poetry!!

Haunted Mansion The sky is dark and grey, "Creeeaaakk" the sound of the mansion is what i hear, "BOOM!" the thunder roared, As the curtains fly across the room, Each step i step, My heart beat goes faster. "thud thud thud" I am alone, I am scared, The last thing I heard was my own voice, screaming "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH" Then all of the sudden I black out......