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Poetry Project :)

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Tori Chapman

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Poetry Project! Tori Chapman About Tori: I'm a teenager in America who enjoys loves hanging-out with people and hates being alone. I'm athletic and academic. My family consist of a mom ,dad, and brother. I dedicated this project to my best friends in the whole world: Ali, Vanessa,Zach <3, and Kurt. Collection of Poems Most children want to copy adults fast;
They try to dress and talk and walk like one;
They want to do the things what adults do;
But children can’t be adults before time!

Adults dream of their childhood years at times;
They cannot move or speak or walk child-like;
They cannot be innocent like children;
They can’t become children again in life.

The elderly have dreams of their own too;
Oh, how they wish they were younger in age!
They recollect the things they did when young;
Their frames and minds are weaker than they think!

All human beings live in dreams galore;
Most dreams cannot become reality;
Our dreams must be something we can well do;
Too much of dreams don’t help to dash ahead.

Each stage of life can be lived only once;
One cannot go back or ahead in time;
Be happy with whatever you’ve achieved;
Life is so wonderful they way it is!

Just keep your mind and heart as per your age;
Be aware of the limits, risks, you take;
Life shouldn’t be lost even through accidents;
Life is the greatest gift of God to you!

Thank God for whatever you are in life;
Thank Him for gift of human life and soul;
Thank Him for all the things, He’d done for you;
Thank Him for all His love and kindness shown! 1. Dreams, Dreams, Dreams
By: Dr John Celes Poet's Bio Poetic Elements Critique Poetry By Me Self-Reflection I loved this poem because it tells about trying to be happy with the age you are now, which is a HUGE struggle of mine. Literary Analysis Running, running
There is nothing lef to do.
Away from my tears
Away from my pen
Running to know who I,

But you, don't know what,
Running from.
Running in circles
Going nowhere.
I'm saying Goodbye
I am runnning away.

Never stop runnning
Words running throught,
My mind.
Running away,
Like the coward,
Like him
Horrible words
I am running and runnning,
For you.

I m running but to where?
I can't believe
That I've put up with you lies.
Im running from the past..
Running out the pain.
Running with out you. 2. I'm running but to where?
By: Maria Luisa Taylor I choose this poem becasue it speaks of running away from problems which I do. 3. The Rose that Grew from Concrete
By: Tupac Shakur Did you hear about the rose that grew
from a crack in the concrete?
Proving nature's law is wrong it
learned to walk with out having feet.
Funny it seems, but by keeping it's dreams,
it learned to breathe fresh air.
Long live the rose that grew from concrete
when no one else ever cared. I enjoyed the positive message in this poem about overcoming. 4. I Am in Need of Music
By: Elizabeth Bishop I am in need of music that would flow
Over my fretful, feeling fingertips,
Over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips,
With melody, deep, clear, and liquid-slow.
Oh, for the healing swaying, old and low,
Of some song sung to rest the tired dead,
A song to fall like water on my head,
And over quivering limbs, dream flushed to glow!

There is a magic made by melody:
A spell of rest, and quiet breath, and cool
Heart, that sinks through fading colors deep
To the subaqueous stillness of the sea,
And floats forever in a moon-green pool,
Held in the arms of rhythm and of sleep. This poem is about music. Music is a huge part of my life, I could'nt live without it. 6. Building Walls
By: James Casey We build these walls for our protection
Then stack them high in all directions

So ridged do we make these stacks
To save our heart when love attacks

And when we slip and go stray
A twinkling eye takes bricks away

At first her softness and her smile
Break down your defenses for a while

Then comes a date, a good night kiss
A thousand bricks you'll never miss

Her soul gets in, she steals your heart
She then eats away at her favorite part

Your life will change, she's in now
You could live without her, but then how

Now there is no stratagic plan
You just dream of holding her hand

The new program has just begun
Lucky you, you've found the one

Walls come down with no regret
She is your love, there is no threat

And just when things were going good
She says things aren't as they should

A soul is hurt, harsh words are spoke
You feel that love was just a joke

She's left you now there is no doubt
You should have kept the walls - don't pout

The walls are up and now your fine
Love's too hard to keep in mind

So stay behind your sturdy wall I took a ride on a February morning,
Just getting over it and dealing with the mourning,
I started thinking out loud: I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired,
My baby's flying off the edge of the road,
She's saying, "I'm so sorry about that note",
That left me all alone,
But I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired

Somebody turn the lights on,
Somebody tell me what's wrong,
I'd be lying if I told you,
Losing you was something I could handle,
Somebody turn the lights on,
Somebody tell me how long,
All this darkness will surround you,
Cause I'm burning for you,
Burning like a candle

Seven days since I've seen your face,
Seven nights I have laid to waste,
I'm burning out now,
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired,
I know we're hanging at the end of the road,
We've flown too high, make a swarm too low,
I heard a screaming out loud,
I heard a screaming out loud

Somebody turn the lights on,
Somebody tell me what's wrong,
I'd be lying if I told you,
Losing you was something I could handle,
Somebody turn the lights on,
Somebody tell me how long,
All this darkness will surround you,
Cause I'm burning for you,
Burning like a candle

All the things that you say,
What are the things that you mean,
What are the things that you say to me,
Cause you're tragedy,
A queen for his majesty,
All this blasphemy,
Your kingdom is crumbling,
You're a tragedy,
A queen for his majesty,
All this blasphemy,
Your kingdom is crumbling,

Somebody turn the lights on,
Somebody tell me what's wrong,
I'd be lying if I told you,
Losing you was something I could handle,
Somebody turn the lights on,
Somebody tell me how long,
All this darkness will surround you,
Cause I'm burning for you,
Burning like a candle

Burning for you,
Burning like a candle,
Burning for you,
Burning like a candle 5. Candle (Sick And Tired)
By: White Tie Affair A fathers blessing his second love,
first his wife now a child from up above...
he will hold you tight watch you grow,
his precious child he will come to know...

He will try to protect you all through the night,
a fathers love he has in sight...
a daddy a friend he will always be,
to his child that will come to me...

All his love he shall give,
to the son or daughter as long as he lives...
you'll laugh you'll cry you'll even sigh,
a fathers love arrived for I...

Beautiful so special to his heart,
a bond that can never be torn apart...
stories each night he'll read to you,
as you fall asleep so loving n true...

leaning over to kiss you goodnight,
a fathers love he'll hold so tight...
raising you he'll always be near,
letting you know you need not fear...

He is your daddy he loves you so,
always and forever you will know...
his love will never be too far away,
it will always be close as yesterday...

so once you've grown in his eyes,
a fathers love you'll visualize... We all have walls in our lives that we hide behind, this poem has beautiful and upseting meanings that crasp the reader. This is one of my favorite songs because it has a catchy beat and a awesome rhyme scheme. 7. A Fathers Love
By: Eddie Garcia I choose this poem because I'm a huge "Daddy's Girl" and I absolutly love him. Come with me and you'll be
In a world of pure imagination
Take a look and you'll see
Into your imagination

We'll begin with a spin
Trav'ling in the world of my creation
What we'll see will defy


If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Want to change the world, there's nothing to it

There is no life I know
To compare with pure imagination
Living there, you'll be free
If you truly wish to be


There is no life I know
To compare with pure imagination
Living there, you'll be free
If you truly wish to be 8. Pure Imagination
By Roald Dahl 9. Doctor, Doctor
By: Edwin Robinette The doctor says we are going to die
Our cholesterol is much too high

There is mercury in the fish we fry
Air pollution is at an all time high

Our ground is full of toxic waste
Our waters have a murky base

Too much salt, too many starches
Too much eating at the Golden Arches

Our favorite foods are full of chemicals
Our cities are surrounded by filthy landfills

Much acid rain is pouring down
Clear rivers are now turning brown

So, see your doctor, he is in
But, it won't matter, death will win So light and soft the days fall
Like petals one by one
Down from yon tree whose flowers all
Must vanish in the sun.

Like almond-petals down, dear,
Odorous, rosy-white,
Falling to our green world here
Off the thick boughs of night.

One like another still lies
Tomorrow is today.
Always the buzzing bee flies,
Who never flies away.

Ever the same blue sky rounds
Its chalice for the sun.
The mountains at the world's bounds
Their purple chorals run.

And ever you and I, friend,
Free of this mortal scheme,
Look out beyond desire's end
And dream the spacious dream. 10. A Garden In The Desert
By: Harriet Monroe The poem talks of new aged America. It is very relevent to today's living. The way the poem is written is elegant and classy, the words flow very nicley. I absolutly love the rhyme sheme of this poem. It is light and fun. Personification- Spring Pools- By: Robert Frost These pools that, though in forests, still reflect
The total sky almost without defect,
And like the flowers beside them, chill and shiver,
Will like the flowers beside them soon be gone,
And yet not out by any brook or river,
But up by roots to bring dark foliage on.
The trees that have it in their pent-up buds
To darken nature and be summer woods --
Let them think twice before they use their powers
To blot out and drink up and sweep away
These flowery waters and these watery flowers
From snow that melted only yesterday. the flowers beside them, chill and shiver Inanimate object Human Characteristics Love Is- By: Bo Burnham Love is a homeless guy searching for treasure in the middle of the rain and finding a bag of gold coins and slowly finding out they're all filled with chocolate and even though he's heart broken, he can't complain because he was hungry in the first place." Remote? Tick, Tick, Tick goes the clock
Moments of our lives, just
Slipping away

The Hourglass is loosing
it's sand
Forever and always it will

If only we could click pause
Catch our breath, then hit play again
Or click rewind
Undoing our sin

But the laws of physics,
Deny any hope of finding this remote

Instead we must condition ourselves
To run full force,
With all we have
Not looking back,
Having no regrets Checkmate Who turned the lights off?
Making me blind and confused

Before I was a master chess player
In the game of a lifetime
With every move,
I had the knowledge of 3 moves in advance

But now...
There is stumbling
I'm overwhelmed
And the pressure is on

Please, someone, anyone...
Turn the lights back on
Before it's checkmate Me Metaphor- Simile- Rhyme Scheme- Tone- Apostrophe- Concrete Poetry- Narrative Poetry- Lyric Poetry- Me Robert Frost When I was young my teachers were the old.
I gave up fire for form till I was cold.
I suffered like a metal being cast.
I went to school to age to learn the past.

Now when I am old my teachers are the young.
What can't be molded must be cracked and sprung.
I strain at lessons fit to start a suture.
I got to school to youth to learn the future. What Fifty Said Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
tow roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. The Road Not Taken One of my favorite poets is Robert Lee Frost he is one a the most famous American poets. Born March 26, 1874 in San Fransisco. He grew up in the city. The first time his poetry was published was in his high school's magazine. Later, he married Elinor Miriam White and then after attended Harvard. Mr. Frost worked on a farm for nine years before becoming an English teacher. While he was out living life, he was writing up a storm. His poetry to me seems like it has great messages. He uses strong imagery in many of his writings.
Example: The Road Not Taken
He also likes to have a rhyme scheme in many of his poems.
Example: What Fifty Said What makes Robert Frost's story the true “American dream” is the fact that he went from nothing into something. His father when Mr. Frost was eleven, died and only left the family eight dollars! Pain, suffering, and over coming were most likely huge impacts/ inspiration for his highly acclaimed poetry. Born in 1874 Born 1995 Pain and suffering in childhood Poetry about life and time Average American life... So far When Ure Hero Falls
By:Tupac Shakur when your hero falls from grace
all fairy tales
r uncovered
myths exposed and pain magnified
the greatest pain discovered
u taught me 2 be strong
but im confused 2 c u so weak
u said never 2 give up
and it hurts 2 c u welcome defeat
when ure hero falls so do the stars
and so does the perception of tomorrow
without my hero there is only
me alone 2 deal with my sorrow
your heart ceases 2 work
and your soul is not happy at all
what r u expected 2 do
when ure only hero falls Rain falling in tears skies can't hold
They are heavy, and fast and cold,
Yet so precious that its fall's mold
Can become the nest of a new life's fold

So inconstant you may think it is alive,
For it can destroy or let thrive,
For it can be loved or despised,
For it can be benevolent or be mised

And it is so human, the rain,
(Although it is most inhuman thing around)
That when the human bears big pain
Eyes got inspiration found
In no more no less than rain,
For tears imitate the very rain-like stain

And will be a day of sorrow,
When stars have rain as borrow,
And then we won't say again:
'Here comes rain, sweet rain' Rain, Sweet Rain
By:Pedro Cescon Almost random Rhyme Scheme More planned Rhyme Scheme Have Rhymes Uses incorrect punctuation and spelling Uses very accurate puctuation An emerald is as green as grass,
A ruby red as blood;
A sapphire shines as blue as heaven;
A flint lies in the mud.

A diamond is a brilliant stone,
To catch the world's desire;
An opal holds a fiery spark;
But a flint holds a fire. Flint- By: Christina Rossetti Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice. A B B A C C B B A Fire and Ice- by: Robert Frost All these years I have cried
I am tired and I just want to die
The time goes by
And I am still alive
I am too weak to carry on
For all I do is cry
Everything is so wrong
I have dealt with it for too long

I am going to commit suicide
And that's not a lie
I have tried before...
But I was just left me a little sore

The more I deal...
The pain turns so real
I like to feel the pain
But don't try to tell me I ain't sane
Cause that's just my way of dealing with this pain The tone of this poem is very dark, and gloomy I am dealing with the pain By:Haley Arovelita The Sun Rising
By: John Donne Busy old fool, unruly sun,
Why dost thou thus,
windows, and through curtains call on us? Unknown Title
By: Unknown Author Free Verse- See poems by me, titled: Checkmate Mercury stood with a mental
pen in hand
dreaming of intergalactic connection.

Venus swirled towards
Earth, elusively just beyond
reach, but visible.

Mars, crouched for a fight
ever ready
for the sport of it.

Asteroids were dashing about
daring each other
to jump into the pool.

Snacking in the distance
Jupiter loomed

Saturn glanced over dissaprovingly,
not inclined to indulge
in any delight.

Uranus was watching Venus,
got aroused,
began vibrating.

Neptune danced in the parking lot,
inebriated, oblivious,
her sequined gown a butterfly.

And Pluto tripped
the switch
and sent them all into orbit. At the Dance
By: Judith Pordon Jasey Rae
By: All Time Low I've never told a lie,
and that makes me a liar.
I've never made a bet,
but we gamble with desire.
I've never lit a match,
with intent to start a fire,
but recently the flames,
are getting out of control.
Call me a name,
kill me with words,
forget about me,
It's what i deserve.
I was your chance to get out of this town
but I ditched the car,
and left you to, Uses alot of personification Strong emotion Uses allusion The End!
Thank you:)
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