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!
I tripped on my shoe lace,
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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.
I am sam
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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.
We real cool. We
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Stay up late. We
Get up late. We
Get there late. We
Leave early.
Ode To Water: By Lindsay Bonner
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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.
The man walks through the hall.
ReplyDeleteThinking 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.
Death is coming
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but some people fear death
we say death is the passage
to heaven but if you fear
death you are not truly living