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Week 43 (May 18th-24th) Poems----Topic: Point of view of a Teenager DONE!!
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Above the RestOnce again,
I hate to say,
I am one of the most mature,
of the people in my day.
The rest are average,
a few not so bright,
a few with common sense,
but only one of shining light.
I am a dying race,
a pure 8th grader,
work on the test now,
worry about it later.
I seem to have,
a poetic mind,
the last in existence,
none others I can find.
I know one,
a music master,
she plays away,
nobody faster.
I know one,
a mathematician,
solving problems,
like a magician.
I know one,
of history buff,
he knows it all,
he does not bluff.
I have a feeling,
I am a writing mastermind,
together with the others,
all others fall behind.
I am an 8th grader,
in the wrong grade,
send me to college,
to be a genius I was made.
Really good poems guys. My favorite of yours Al is.... They shant stop flowing.... Shant is an AWESOME WORD!!!!!Kimathy, the best part about yours was......
they're mean they laugh
I notice
not acknowledge
It shows that you understand that they laugh, but try not to be discouraged about it.
GREAT JOB GUYS!!!!
thanks :) like yours too!
lol, I have the perfect comedy poem for this topic already! Some of you have already read it, but that's ok. Here's a description I wrote for it, otherwise the poem loses some of it's integrity, lol.One day at dance camp, some of us girls found a book at the store called Teen Angst Poems and thought it was hilarious. It was a collection of badly written poems by people from their teenage years. We decided we would write our own teen angst poems and add them to the book, so here's mine! (p.s. I would never actually say anything written in this poem)
A Teen Angst Poem
My jeans don't fit,
for the third time this week.
I feel like shit
And have five extra pounds on each cheek.
My hips are too wide,
My butt is too big.
There's no way I can hide
the fact that I'm as fat as a pig!
Arg! Life sucks!
Everything's going wrong.
I lost twenty bucks,
and these pants are still four inches too long!
HAHAHAHAHA!!!!! That is really funny, and somewhat sad.....
Nice job, Thomas.Tittle: Random...
In this world
of grief and pain,
I hear a voice,
it calls my name.
People think I'm weird
but that's okay,
I don't mind sitting
on the bench all day.
Sometimes they see me,
somtimes they don't,
does it matter
as I look at the moat.
A moat around me,
filling yet making
the empty spaces full
of rolling tears.
Blind as I am,
I need a guide.
Just once in
a misguided life.
What do you mean nice job?
Hahahaha! Kristen! I'm happy you posted something. :D Loved it!
Thomas wrote: "What do you mean nice job?"Your poem
Okay, I wasn't sure...... Thanks. I appreciate it. Your poem was very insightful at the troubles a teen feels to fit in. It was PURDY!!!! LOL
Hahaha, Thomas! "PURDY!" :DOh, golly jeepers... ;)
haha Hanzle, I decided to finally give in to this nonsense. Don't know how many invites Al kept sending me, lol. I mostly enjoy reading everyone's poems, probably won't write much new stuff, but if something old fits a category, I'll enter.
Ah, so Alex insists on pestering you with those insipid invites! That girl! Lol. Anyway, the group is fun, and the more talent, the merrier! :D
lol, it's all good, it really wasn't that big of a bother. Of course, it is possible you really were trying to be a bother so that you could recreate a particular Potter Puppet Pals scene...
oh, and hello Thomas! Nice to meet you, lol
YAY'S!!!!! I WAS RECOGNIZED!!!!!Gasps!!!!!!
Hides under a rock........
lol, hello everyone. Yes you should be honored by my recognition...lol
Thomas, don't hide under a rock! :O We would miss you!
Peeks out of rock with one eyeNo you wouldn't!
*Kicks Thomas out from under rock*MY ROCK! *growls*
Anyways, HI ALL! And woot! I made it back in time.
Now, to critique nicely.
Al, you poem is the essence of Teen Angst. Beautiful and compelling.
Kimathy, yours is the sad truth of high school halls, to be a teen is to be a ghost.
Thomas, I cannot stress how much I love you child. You are an amazing poet, and that poem reflects like exactly how I feel everyday. Absolutely incredible. And after that, I deem you worth to share the rock. *makes room and pats ground under rock*
Kristen, yours was the negative female teen outlook spun up almost comical. Great job.
Stephanie, yours is shockingly resonant with my life as well. Awesome job.
If I missed anyone, tell me, I don't want to miss anyone.
So, with that, I depart to think of something before the end of the day, I has some serious competition...
Thanks Amanda and by the way...Happy Victoria Day!!!!
Guess what Amanda, I am going to Canada for Vacation. We are going to the Niagara Falls!
@ Al: Maybe behind it... I may have to move some stuff...@ Thomas: OMG REALLY? That's going to be AMAZING for you! Where are you going in Niagara? Um there's... the sky tower... the falls of course... Great Wolf Lodge... Marine Land... um...
OOO!!! And you should stay at the Sheraton on the Falls if you can afford it. I stayed there for a conference once, it has stunning views of the falls, absolutely incredible.
Plus it's right on the main drag at the falls... there's restaurants and junk food shops and freeze dried ice cream everywhere... Ripley's Believe It or Not is on that street too... and the wax museum... All within walking distance...
ahaha... PLUS you'd more or less see where I live 'cause Niagara Falls is only 2 hours away from where I live! Only difference really is that Niagara has more cliffs and the falls, but more or less the same. :)
OOO I is excited for you now.
But I shall stop rambling. :P
OH! And Thomas is quite right, Happy Victoria Day all. God save the Queen!
HEAR YE HEAR YE! I HAVE FINISHED MY POEM!This week's entry, for Point of View of a Teenager, is:
Little Big
The world can be,
A little big place.
And when I’m standing here,
I’m a little big person.
And when I’m standing here,
The rain soaks me,
The sun burns me,
The snow freezes me,
And the wind ages me,
But when I’m standing here,
I’m a little big person.
I see you standing,
Across the way,
And I feel like,
A big little person.
I love you.
Or maybe I don’t,
And I whisper,
Do you love me?
I could run across,
The hills of green,
Right to you,
You’re all I can see,
And you can tell me,
You love me too.
But maybe you don’t,
Maybe I’m a tiny little person,
Who you cannot see.
And when I’m standing here,
I’m a little big person,
And the world is,
A little big place.
I could climb that mountain,
Just over there,
And stand on the top,
Shouting to the heavens.
Or I could join that army,
Marching through the desert,
Cold and calculating,
Achieving.
Or I could just sit here,
Alone forever,
Lost forever,
Wondering forever,
How I fit,
In this little big world.
I wish I could see,
The mountains,
The deserts,
The lakes,
And the tundra.
They are important to the big picture.
They are important to the little big world.
But all I can see is you,
Standing across the way,
And when you make me feel,
Like a big little person,
All I want is you.
And I whisper,
Do you love me?
It echoes across the hills,
It ruffles the grass,
And the world feels like,
A backwards place,
A big little world,
While I listen.
Do you love me?
I hear the returning echo,
Yes.
And I could lie in the valley,
With you,
Forever,
Just holding your little big hand.
The future,
Isn’t so little bit scary,
When I’m not walking,
All by my little big self.
So long as I’m with you,
I can see the mountains,
The lakes,
The desert,
The tundra.
With you,
I can see,
The whole huge,
Little big,
World.
And I know it’s going to be ok.
In this little big world,
We can both stand here,
And be little big people,
Unafraid of our future,
And not alone in this,
Big,
Huge,
Future.
The world can be,
A little big place,
And when I’m standing here,
I’m a little big person.
FIN
((Sorry it's so long! I felt like it needed to be to get it all out... It also may require some explaination as I used A LOT of metaphors. Let me know if you need me to explain it...))
Phew, just made it.and thanks Kimathy and Al. :)
Amanda, we are stay at the Courtyard by the Marriot. ((We would go to somewhere nicer but we are a 5 people family.)) Thanks for the suggestion though!That was absolutely wonderful! EXCELLENCE!!!!
By the way......... Maybe we should move to a bigger rock....
Canada is....yeah. I've been there a few times.
@ Thomas: ahaha... I've never been there, but it sounds cool. And you'll have an amazing time. 5 is a tough number.And Maybe we sound get our own rock. *nudges*
@ Al: You really should visit. :)
@ Stephanie: AW! What's so wrong about Canada! 'Tis a wonderful place.
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I'm funny I live
I notice her
not acknowledge
they're mean they laugh
I notice
not acknowledge
she weeps shes losing the fight
I don't notice
I don't acknowledge