Poetry

There are so many forms of poetry! Sometimes a poem may be free verse where the ideas flow without a pattern. Some poems are very structured. A narrative poem is a poem that tells a story, and could be free verse or structured.

Honey Bunny Mourin J. Genre: Structured Poetry- Limerick



//About the Author://

//Mourin is 13 years old. Mourin is a happy, amazing student who enjoys talking about bunnies and tomatoes. She likes to go to Dorney Park, run, eat, and use a water gun. Mourin loves eating tomatoes, sushi, and Ramen. Her favorite subject is science, but she really loves art. She likes to write and read about bunnies and poems, so that was her inspiration for this piece.//

H 2 O  Daniel B.  Structured: Diminished Hexaverse It’s always tumbling. It’s always running - Ne’er has time to walk. It ever babbles No one quiets it.

It never trips, But it always falls. Sustains all life, But ne’er receives.

Everywhere. Constantly. Essential.

For life To thrive.

Water.



"The Squirrel" Daniel B. Free Verse

Cautious is the squirrel: careful, alert, watchful.

Active is the squirrel: skittering, scampering, jumping.

Agile is the squirrel: climbing, scaling, clambering.

Busy is the squirrel: gathering, burying, eating.

Noisy is the squirrel: squeaking, chattering, scolding.

Grey is the squirrel: furry, bushy, fuzzy.

//** About the Author ﻿ **// //Daniel B. was born on April 21 in Ithaca. He grew up with 3 sisters: Hannah, Kathryn, and Sarah. Through his mother, he joined several different organizations. Some of these include the Hill & Dale 4-H club, the soccer program at Caroline Elementary, and then the Aquarium club at DeWitt Middle. Through his father, Daniel learned how to run machinery, fish, and the beginnings of welding. Several of his interests are reading fantasy, jokes and riddles, and constructing things out of materials that range from Legos to lumber. //

**"America" ** **Vanessa W. ** **Free verse poem **

America, Land of the free. What freedom? Martin Luther King Jr.,Civil rights movement. What Civil rights? War,Helps to keep America safe. What safety? If America has done so much to change for the better,Why are things still not fixed? **"A New Vampire" ** **Vanessa W. ** **Narrative poem **

I see him again, through the window. He's so innocent, without the slightest understanding of how I feel.

I love him so much. He's so caring, attractive and athletic. Of course, he's not as strong or fast as I am. But, he is so irresistible.

I could take away his life right this second and drink his rich blood.

I can't turn him though, I can't imagine him without a soul. Though I must, the agony is too unbearable.

Within seconds, my fangs are in his neck. He gives a soft moan before he goes unconscious. 10 minutes later his eyes have gone from choclate brown to blood red. He falls asleep in my arms.

What have I done?!

//﻿About the Author//
//Vanessa W. was born on January 7. She grew up in Ithaca, N.Y. with no siblings and was raised only by her mother. She has always had an interest in math and English. She worries a lot, but is always positive. She was so happy to do the English portfolio, but of course, was worried that she wouldn't get it finished on time. As you can see she loves writing poetry and this is not where her poems end.//


 * Boston Tea Party**
 * Tenzin C.**
 * Narrative poem**

In early winter of ’73, Three ships from India loaded with tea, Sailed across the Atlantic sea, To Boston Harbor to sell the tea.

The royal governor refused the ships. The royal governor said they couldn’t turn back. On December 16th in the pitch black, One group of colonist disguised as Indians,

And quietly boarded the ships. Not a sound was made. Not a footstep heard. Secretly, quietly, stealthily,

Threw over the chest of tea. All 342 chests splashed in the sea. And the Boston Tea party began.

And all colonies were invited. To drink in freedom, To eat in liberty, To dance independently.

//** About the Author **// // Tenzin C. was born on April 9. He grew up in India and his culture is Tibetan. He came here in July 2010. His favorite sports are soccer and basketball. //

My World Erin S. Free Verse Poetry

The wind blows through my hair, Whipping it out like a lion's mane.

Warm air hangs around me, Like an invisible blanket covering my entire body.

There is no sound but a single bird singing. A soft meadow beneath me, Like a carpet stretching over the world.

The clouds hang bobbing up and down as in a giant puppet show, And they are merely hanging on strings.

One breath, One look around and I have entered. Entered my world. __About The Author__

Erin S. is an energetic, upbeat teenager. She loves to hang out with her friends and will talk to almost anyone! She also loves to laugh, and really enjoys swimming. She loves summer, music and taking dance classes. Se likes to go and vacation and spend time with her family. She really puts her emotions into her writing and enjoys writing poetry and drawing.

The Ratby Tenzin D. Free verse poem

I like my rat, But it hates cats. It likes to eat cream, And likes to be in a dream.

Its fur is gray and its nose is pink. It's handsome for a rat, I think

I don't know the reason that my mom can not keep the rat.

About the Author Tenzin D. was bron in India on April 9. He is a Tibetan. He likes to play basketball. He has 1 brother and 2 sisters. His favorite subjects are math and English. he came ithaca in October 2010. I hope that you guys have great examples here.