Category: 2017-18 Submissions

In AD 79,
In the town of Pompeii,
A volcano rose up
And blew it away.

The people weren’t silent,
they were very loud.
The sky was all dark
like a giant black cloud.

The eruption was violent,
as you can see.
One of the biggest eruptions
in history.

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Boone Elementary

4th

Through the field, I run with pride
Scoring goals and passing as I go
I am playing soccer of course
The game is going well I suppose

But when it’s my turn to pass
I tripped and fell on the grass
It really starts to hurt
Because I fell face first

My nose starts bleeding
There is blood everywhere dripping
My friends go run and tell the couch
I have to sit out, while everyone else is scoring goals
Ouch! That really really hurts

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Gorzycki Middle School

6

To be or not to be, such a strong verse
It could mean love or a devilish curse

It means whether to be alive or die of a horrible deed
But at the end of the day why does it matter
Its all just in a heartbeat

When I was in theater that day, I thought to myself
What is life?
Life is love, hope, sacrifice, honor, doubt, anger anxiety sickness
Exhaustion, laughter, happiness, affection, excitement, warmth,
coldness, harshness, sadness, and depression

From a mother’s womb to an old man or a dog or cat, even the grass is alive
Because mother earth is a life, and she carries us to make us one

To be or not to be…. My voice echoed through the theater
Everyone cheered and applauded me the actor

Me, ten year old me, stood there in silence
I smiled because I know at the end of the day…
The life and death are not that different after all
Because its all just in a heartbeat

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Gorzycki Middle School

6

When pencil touches paper,
A new universe is made.
As pencil touches paper,
ideas may come later.
“But that can’t be true!” you could say.
But yet again, my words are true.
I create a story, even if it’s just a line.
Stories could be happy and even blue.
But all stories have one common thing,
They all must take a bit of time.
Big stories or little stories they all need some time.
Then again,
When pencil touches paper,
A universe is made.
And trust me,
I don’t lie.

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Boone Elementary

4th

There were some llamas
In the Bahamas
And they ate nothing but camas (beds)

Then they met a camel
That spoke Tamil
He was a young mammal

The camel died eventually
Because he was being a total sissy
And running from a lily (flower)

Then a guy
Said the llamas died
But he lied
So he had to say goodbye
To America

Then he moved to Japan
And bought a frying pan
also a ceiling fan
Then he banned
People from buying land
Then he got banned from Japan

A guy named Coda
Went into a coma
And woke up in Oklahoma

Then a really green lime
Said a rhyme
As soon as he did a bell chimed
Wait …. Did I see a mime?

My stanzas don’t match the plot
A whole lot
So let’s get a tater-tot
Or something (what am I doing)

Finally, something plot based
There was a really big race
And the llama tied his shoe-lace.

This is a total cliffhanger
But a really cool rapper
Got kidnapped by a kidnapper
And a weird ringmaster.

The llamas saved him
But didn´t enslave him
And possibly slayed him

Because they´re known to do that
With sewer rats
And certain types of bats.

The llamas weren’t dumb
And didn’t get numb
And they always chewed gum.

This is the end of this random poem.
I hope your dignity isn’t broken .
And I really want you to be able to focus.
Oh word of advice, don’t take tokens.

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Boone Elementary

4th

Toad, he sat by the road
playing games.
His ipad had a code;
it took a while to load.
He wrote an ode.
It was so good it glowed.
Then it snowed,
and ruined all his work.

Toad was walking down the side of the road when he saw a spade
there was also a guy with a blade
but this guy he made
his blade and Toad, decided to battle he got cut so he needed a healing aid.

He walked away hurt and thirsty he found a house with people that let him stay so he drank some lemonade
and had toast with marmalade.

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Boone Elementary

4th

I’m driving in the dark
headlights shattered
no glimpse of moonlight.
No line where shadow meets light,
where sadness meets hope.
The end’s too far to keep going
but the beginning’s off in the distance.
Light is but a memory.
Hope is but a loss.
The tunnel never stops going.
But the worst part,
is that I’m alone.

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Gorzycki

6

I like Burritos, I hate Cheetos
I like Spaghetti, I hate Confetti
I like Meatballs, I hate Cheeseballs
I like Sundays, I hate Mondays
I like cars, I hate bars
I like squids, I hate Lids

Cheetos, Confetti, Cheeseballs, Mondays, Bars and Lids, Mean nothing to me on my list.

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Boone Elementary

4th

The winter breeze
Sometimes I hate you
Get me under the weather, but sometimes I like you because you give me sweater. Swiveling through the air and tearing leaves leave sets in the air.
You have a specialty of making my skin soft,
And sometimes when it’s too cold to play outside,
I stay inside to have a warm cup of hot chocolate with a hint of peppermint.
You are the reason why I prayed under the Christmas tree every day,
and the day I got my first present,
The angel bear was there.
The day I forgot the day of her but she was gone.
I love all of the previous holidays coming up.
Christmas smells of hope coming around.
The winter breeze
and you only come here once a year
And I’m sorry that you’re gone,
but I was going to have you a special place in my heart.
And the reason why I wrote this because I love what matters.
The day I got my first gift when I was just so little
and the reason why I wrote this because you were the day I was born
in the winter breeze
Thank you so much for all the things you gave me and you got me where I need to go.

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Boone Elementary

4th