I.s.204 Destiny Mercado
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Snowy Day
Walking
In the crunchy white cold
Below 0 yeah its very cold I feel
Like a snowman. All I see is a big white blanket
As the flake of fresh water come from the sky and hits
My tongue I can the hot coco waiting for me to drink
As it go’s down I feel so warm. I see the ice kiss the window glass ever so gently a sudden chill up your spine.
Then everything grows dark…Pitch black the smell of egg nogg in the air every little boy or girl
With out a care throwing snow every where.
Winter Wonderland
Tick tock there’s go’s the clock as it strikes 12:00 qieut night fulls the house. You don’t hear nothing not even a mouse.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
Where iam from
“Where I’m form poem
I’m from the mother that care a lot And the father that cares to much, I’m from the bright sunny city that never sleeps, Imp from fried chicken, nice and crispy oily and greasy ready to eat collard greens corn bread mmmm in my tummy,
I’m form the wooden table brown squeaky and had it for years but The family still plays gold fish I always win. Am from the saying”friends come and go but family stays with you”. I’m from the grandma that don’t play, from around the way with the shore and the water is rich, I’m from the father that sings soft rock in to a brush and has a lot of fun ,And a mother that’s a pin in the butt sometimes but I still love her with all my heart , I’m form where people don’t understand all the yelling and screaming is unnecessary I’m from the family tree that has big branches are thicker but with out me it isn’t no tree is nothing
I’m from the mother that care a lot And the father that cares to much, I’m from the bright sunny city that never sleeps, Imp from fried chicken, nice and crispy oily and greasy ready to eat collard greens corn bread mmmm in my tummy,
I’m form the wooden table brown squeaky and had it for years but The family still plays gold fish I always win. Am from the saying”friends come and go but family stays with you”. I’m from the grandma that don’t play, from around the way with the shore and the water is rich, I’m from the father that sings soft rock in to a brush and has a lot of fun ,And a mother that’s a pin in the butt sometimes but I still love her with all my heart , I’m form where people don’t understand all the yelling and screaming is unnecessary I’m from the family tree that has big branches are thicker but with out me it isn’t no tree is nothing
Object poemm
The Bed
As I sqeak of pain no body hears me. People just lay on me and relax . I imagine me flying away to another place no more sleeping on my face. I lay on humans so they how it feels . yes all scars need to heal before I bleed eternally. Wipe these tears from my eyes that I cry.
As I sqeak of pain no body hears me. People just lay on me and relax . I imagine me flying away to another place no more sleeping on my face. I lay on humans so they how it feels . yes all scars need to heal before I bleed eternally. Wipe these tears from my eyes that I cry.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Response to on the edge
The author's viewpoint on life in "The Edge is Where I Want to Be?" is when you live life on the edge your life is more fun. for example the qoute said "so you just want to take th edge off one beer, one joint, one tweety weeny prozac.what they mean is that when you live on the edge you take risk and you dont care about what happens. Another example is qoute "Baby if you're not on the edge you're sleep walkinq through been there done that". what they mean by that if you dont live on the edge that your life is very borinqq.
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