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Logan's Poetry

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Logan Sheaffer

on 12 May 2010

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Logan's Poetry Diamonte Poem Baseball fun,dirty hitting,catching,running ball,bat,tackling,passing score,punting,kicking champions,physical Football Published Diamonte Poem Rainy Days Rain wet,gloomy boring,storming,splashing no playing outside today; playing outside today shining, blazing, beaming bright, hot Sun By: Mrs.Lovello's Winning Writers Acrostic Poem Bring your hat and bat At home plate you're up to bat. Safe at first, Error on the shortstop, Beat the throw to second Always try your hardest Lose and win Leave nothing on the field again. Published Acrostic Poem Halloween is amost upon us Autumn brings us closer to tasty candy Look around see the pumpkins grow Look again see the spooky scarecrow Orange and black appear everywhere Weird and scary surround us Empty storage becomes a haunted house Even children beg on this halloween night Never take a teens treats or you will get tricked Limerick Poem Goldilocks
had chicken pox
that looked like dots
and like dog's spots.
It turns out the dots were put on by the school jocks. By: Marie M. Daniels Published Limerick Poem A poem presented with rhyme and which follows a rhythm in time need not be what we call a true Limerick at all like a lemon, the cousin of lime By: Herbert Nehrlich English Sonnet I went to the judge, And I told it all, but he didn't budge,
He just made his call.
After getting out of court,
I walked down the hall.
I was thinking of the judge's wart,
And the next think I saw was the judge
do a fall.
He was hurt really bad,
He had cracked his head
And then I felt very sad
But was happy he wasn't dead.
Next time I won't laugh at his honor,
Instead I'll just stand in the corner.
So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse,
And found such faire assistance in my verse,
As every Alien pen hath got my use,
And under thee their poesy disperse.
Thine eyes, that taught the dumb on high to sing,
And heavy ignorance aloft to flie,
Have added feathers to the learned's wing,
And given grace a double majestie.
Yet be most proud of that which I compile,
Whose influence is thine and born of thee,
In others'works thou dost but mend the style
And arts with thy sweet graces graced be.
But thou art all my art, and dost advance
As high as learning my rude ignorance.
Published English Sonnet By: Willaiam Shakespeare Italian Sonnet Poem When I went to out on a Saturday night,
All I wanted was to eat,
but instead I smelled my sister's stinky feet.
Nothing on my plate was a delight
And this gave me a big fright.
I didn't eat the meat,
When my sister started a beat,
I decided to fly a kite.

When my family was almost done eating,
I said to my sister,"YOU STINK,"
And she was so mad,
That as we were leaving,
Crazy me spilled my drink,
And my sister was sad.

Published Italian Sonnet Poem

As a fond mother, when the day is o’er,
Leads by the hand her little child to bed,
Half willing, half reluctant to be led,
And leave her broken playthings on the floor,
Still gazing at them through the open door,
Nor wholly reassured and comforted
By promises of others in their stead,
Which, though more splendid, may not please him more;
So Nature deals with us, and takes away
Our playthings one by one, and by the hand
Leads us to rest so gently, that we go
Scare knowing if we wish to go or stay,
Being too full of sleep to understand
How far the unknown transcends the what we know.

By: William Shakespear

Septet Poem I have a dog,
she is very fast.

She loves the fog,
and has a blast,
And when she ran away I caught her at last,

I got her by the fur,
I hope this didn't hurt her. Published Septet Poem Concrete Poem tackle physical hit score touchdown pass run
helmet pads catch coach players Football Published Concrete Poem
"Scales, a judgement"by Court Haiku Poem When I walk my dog
Birds are quietly chirping
And dogs are barking. Published Haiku Poem Tanka Poem When I walk outside
Then I see beautiful trees,
Colorful dry leaves,
Smell the tall green grass that grows,
And feel the cool wind that blows. Published Tanka Poem Cinquain Poem Baseball
hit, run, score, throw
win lose, players, coaches
strike one, strike two, strike three, you're out!
Have fun! Terrible chewing
I witness
On a little sock monkey.
My dog chews its head
Like chewing raw meat.
The stuffing falls out
Like toothpaste from a tube.
The sock monkey is dead
And soapy bubbles fill my head.

Free Verse Poem
A cricket disturbed the sleeping child; on the porch a man smoked and smiled By: Helen Chenoweth Four bells were struck, the watch was called on deck,
All work aboard was over for the hour,
And somemen sang and others played at check,
Or mended clothes or watched the suset glower.
The bursting west was like an opening flower,
And one man watched it till the light was dim,
But no one went across to talk to him.

By: John Masefield Blossoms floating down
Through the tangled canopy
Treetops wave unseen;
Jade green ricebowls his and hers
On the pedal tatanu.

By: H.F. Noyes Published Cinquain Poem A time
For reflection
here in Minnesota
and on one of ten thousand lakes-
the moon.

By: Shawn Bowman Published Free Verse Poem

I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loaf and invite my soul,
I lean and loaf at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.

By: Walt Whitman
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