Sunday, March 18, 2012

A Poem in Your Poet's Style! (Due Friday, March 23rd)

Last week, you shared a poem by your poet aloud in class. This week, your task is to write a poem in your poet's style.  You could "imitate" any or all of the following aspects of your poet's style:


- Simply write about a similar subject. If your poet liked to write about trees or growing up or guns, then you should write about the same thing.
Steal a line from your poet and create an original poem that uses that line.
- Use the same rhyme scheme that your poet uses.
- Use a similar style of capitalization, punctuation, or line breaks.


At the end of your poem, you should explain how it reflects your poet.  Good luck!

6 comments:

  1. I tripped on my shoe lace,
    and started to feel sick,
    my stomach hurt,
    but I thought it was playing a trick,
    so I looked down,
    and I saw a nick,
    turns out it wasn't trick.

    The first line is from Shel Silversteins falling up.

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  2. I am sam
    sam i am
    i do not green eggs and ham
    I like twinkies

    I eat them at the park
    I eat them at the bathroom
    I eat them at night
    if you take my twinkies expect a fight.

    In Honor of sam who is dying of twinkies.

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  3. We real cool. We
    Left school. We

    Stay up late. We
    Get up late. We

    Get there late. We
    Leave early.

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  4. Ode To Water: By Lindsay Bonner

    Flowing, free to roam
    Flexible like a snake

    Nothing to stop you
    With grace and glory alike.

    You are many things
    You can kill with no sweat

    But you can refresh
    And satisfy forever.

    All of us need you
    Living things alike

    If you leave us alone
    We die.

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  5. The man walks through the hall.
    Thinking of the life he left,
    before this. That life style
    that he once knew would be
    considered obsolete.

    You could see the discomfort on
    his face. something was bothering
    him. It was as if he had some
    sort of paranoia looming over him.

    In a blink of an eye the man dashed
    out of the room. Arms flailing and all
    is nonsense and such. You can only wonder
    What it would be like, to be that spontaneous.

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  6. Death is coming
    I take it like I take the moon rising
    but some people fear death
    we say death is the passage
    to heaven but if you fear
    death you are not truly living

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