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HomeMy WebLinkAboutPoetry in Public 2015 Student PosterSUMMER Freddy Zahr Age: 6, Willowwind Elementary, Grade: K feels like rough tree bark looks like white clouds sounds like wind breezing tastes like strawberries smells like cut grass FALL Abdul Alokbi Age: 5, Willowwind Elementary, Grade: K Feels cool Looks like apple picking Sounds like buzzing Tastes juicy Smells yummy SUMMER Keira Cromwell Age: 6, Willowwind Elementary, Grade: K Feels like fish Looks beautiful Sounds like birds tweeting Tastes like fresh cookies Smells like potato chips POLAR BEARS Colin Wallace Age: 7, Willowwind Elementary, Grade: 1 Bigger than black bears Colder than ice Fluffy as a pillow I like polar bears I AM… DJ Stupak Age: 7, Willowwind Elementary, Grade: 1 I am responsible. I see a crazy chicken. I want a yo-yo. I understand that I have to do math. I dream about wolves. I hope my mom will finish her math. I am responsible. THE STELLAH POEM Madison Verry Age: 6, Willowwind Elementary, Grade: 1 My sister scratches like a fox. She is like a flower. She is nicer than a flower. She likes people more than a flower. She is nicer than a fox. OH FOX! OH HARE! Jocie Bozarth-Greteman Age: 7, Hoover Elementary , Grade: 2 I challenge thee to a race, On clouds of mist and sparkly glade Upon which fairies always played. And Fox, you may have trickiness. And Hare, you may have speed. But what I will win with, and what you need, Is wisdom. PENGUINS Anjali Lodh Age: 7, Wickham Elementary , Grade: 2 Penguins penguins dressed in white and black. They take two steps forward and two steps back. Penguins penguins dressed in black and white. They take a step to the left and a step to the right. Let's do the penguin boogie the penguin way. Let's do the penguin boogie each and every day. LITTLE BALL Lily Lumb Age: 8, Hoover Elementary , Grade: 2 Little ball so round and smooth You're always in the mood To jump or run Or play in the sun I love you! I AM… Aubrey Ballantyne Age: 7, Willowwind Elementary, Grade: 2 I am as brave as a lion fighting. I wonder if I’m wrong. I pretend to be a dog. I worry about monsters. I cry because my dad’s gone. I dream of riding unicorns. I am as brave as a lion fighting. FEAR IS… Dexter Martin Age: 8, Willowwind Elementary, Grade: 2 Dolls on my bed My eyes open bigger than my head Feel like I am going to barf Frozen solid Panicking Help!!! I AM… Kirin Yamada Age: 8, Willowwind Elementary, Grade: 2 I am smart and a good character. I wonder why I have to write this. I want money. I pretend to have a million bucks (I mean the animal). I try to grow up. I hope for a million bucks (the animal again). I am smart and a good character. HENRY’S HAIKU Henry Yoder Age: 9, Kalona Elementary , Grade: 3 In a dark, dark room that was in a dark, dark house there lived a dark, dark cat. MY LIFE Tate C. Williams Age: 9, Lemme Elementary , Grade: 3 I came into the world on a bright and sunny day, when all the kids like to go out and play. The cord was wrapped around my neck. Then my dad nearly hit the deck! The doctor fixed it, and my mom cried with joy, because she had a healthy baby boy. My first day of life a tornado hit my town. It really seemed to make everybody frown. Soon, I got a baby brother, and I wouldn’t trade him for any other. My favorite sport is football, and I really dislike going to the mall. When I grow up, I want to go to Florida State. I’m so glad my parents named me Tate! FIREFLIES Athena Wu Age: 8, Van Allen Elementary , Grade: 3 Little lanterns Small and bright From when the sun begins to yawn To the dark begins to dawn COME HOME SOON Jacob Aji Age: 9, Hoover Elementary , Grade: 3 Platypus-headed pigeon with a nose like spaghetti ears like a cauliflower with the flu a face like a haddock, chicken-brained moose-brained, highly preposterous lumpy glumpy limpet, I love you. THE MOOSE TRACKS Eric Shih Koh Age: 8, Willowwind Elementary, Grade: 3 One day I was walking in the woods looking for moose tracks. So I asked a businessman for a map to find moose tracks. It was showing me to go to a local ice cream stand. But I couldn’t find moose tracks, so I asked the ice cream man, “Where can I find moose tracks?” “We have it right here,” he said and offered me a taste. HOMEWORK Grace Miller Age: 10, Coralville Central Elementary , Grade: 4 I haven’t done homework in a week, my paper’s white my pencil’s pink Two times two is sixty four. Wait, is it less, is it more? I think I should give up and guess, maybe that would be the best. I really dislike the color pink, I bet that’s why I cannot think. Maybe I will try red or blue; could that work? I have no clue. Okay just focus on what to do and find the answer to two times two. Oh I just got it; the answer is four. I am so excited I ran out the door! UNTITLED Jack Lynch Age: 9, Willowwind Elementary, Grade: 4 If you ate a hat You would become a bat And if you ate a bat you will be a rat But when you eat a rat you turn into a cat I wonder what would happen after that? WRITER’S BLOCK Gillie Schmidt-Quee Age: 10, Willowwind Elementary, Grade: 4 Right now I have writer’s block. All I do is sit and watch the clock. Oh Wait! Is that an idea? No just a thought. When I stare back at the clock it seems to wink and then I think— I could use personification. Now that’s good inspiration! STITCHES Tiegan Keel Age: 10, Kirkwood Elementary, Grade: 4 Stitches cool, stitches sitting, learning, loving stuffed with loads of love Stuffed Animal SNOW DAY Cal Henk Age: 9, Regina Elementary , Grade: 4 Snow thrown at your face Never eat the yellow snow Outdoor snowflakes Winter memories Days like these are great Always amazing Yes! More snow! SCARY, SCARY, SCARY, BOO! Kacie Earl Age: 11, Lemme Elementary , Grade: 5 Ring the doorbell if you dare Stop putting spiders in my hair Candy, candy, yummy, yummy I think that's enough in my tummy Zombies, zombies ate my chin Spiders crawling up my skin. Scary, scary, scary boo! NATURE Aayushma Aryal Age: 11, Kirkwood Elementary , Grade: 5 Maybe one is watching a beautiful water fall or looking up at the mighty tree, Time spent in nature is time spent realizing the experience of nature is one of awe. THE GHOSTS OF THE GROVE Amelia Gibson Age: 11, Hoover Elementary , Grade: 6 Among the shadows Echoing through the night Unspoken words and unsung hymns Whispers of tales both young and old A mournful wail Memories and mist float through the air RAMEN NOODLES John Aschenbrenner Age: 12, Lucas Elementary , Grade: 6 Ramen Noodles are the best, just ready for you after your rest. Birds can take them to their nest, you can even spice them up with zest. Ramen Noodles are the best. LOVE THAT DOG Brittney Jones Age: 13, Lucas Elementary , Grade: 6 Love that dog like a cat, love to jump, I said I love that dog, like a cat loves to jump, I call him at night, “Hey there, Boy.” NARWHALES Izaiah Angel Age: 11, Lucas Elementary , Grade: 6 Narwhales Why so cool? The Jedi of the sea, Almost like unicorns, Narwhales for me. LIFE Quincy Ridgeway Age: 12, Lucas Elementary , Grade: 6 LIFE Life can be hard, Life can be easy, Life is sad, Life is happy, I LOVE LIFE! HOMELESS MAN Abigail Caylor Age: 13, North Central Junior High , Grade: 7 There is a man with only one shoe. He said “I wish I could be like you.” The man goes to the trash to get the news. He loves to hear People Play the blues. One time he went to the trash to get the news ,but instead he found a shoe. THE BEST FOOD IN THE WORLD Ben Kruger Age: 12, North Central Junior High , Grade: 7 Bacon is love, Bacon is life Hopefully, Bacon will be my wife It’s not just food, it’s heaven I’ll have 10 pieces, maybe even 11 It’s breakfast, lunch, and dinner And when I eat it, I'm a winner Bacon is passion, Bacon is adoration WARHEAD OF LOVE Wylan Gao Age: 12, North Central Junior High , Grade: 7 Love is like a warhead sweet and sour. When you pop it in your mouth, you’ll feel a sudden experience of rejection, which is very sorrow You’ll cry later, you’ll get a subtle sweetness, When you get the sweetness and its right, She’ll be right. PLAYFUL PUPPY Haley D. Age: 12, North Central Junior High, Grade: 7 My dog is so playful Joyful Bright But she can’t seem to stop barking at night She sounds like a bear, And gives me a scare, Then she continues to bite SUNFLOWER BREATH Sarah Grace Stewart Age: 13, Clear Creek Amana , Grade: 7 Petals swirl around me like snowflakes, Each one soft and delicate, Bringing with them the smell of flowers, And a cool breeze that tingles my skin. Yellow and vibrant against the moonlight they dance, As bright as the stars behind them, Like a midnight fleck of Sunflower Breath. THE SUSPECT Abby Merrill Age: 14, Homeschool, Grade: 8 Sensing danger, he evades our question Only responding to our aggression But unfortunately, despite his deception, His private confession is already in our possession-- Something I neglected to mention. FORGOTTEN HEROES Emily M. Age: 14, South East Junior High , Grade: 8 They lay, silent. Waiting to be found. Blood and breath gone away soon to be returned to the ground. Faces unknown, faces unseen in the bunkers they lay, Like a person missing in a crowd. No way out. Stuck with uncertainty. Forever eyes out of focus. Forever trapped in their uniforms. These are the many missing faces that saved us all. TO RELAXATION Charlie Maxwell Age: 14, South East Junior High , Grade: 8 To the couch To the bed To the TV that plays my favorite Saturday shows To the lovely dreams that I have In my head To the plant outside my house that grows To wearing my soft bed time clothes To relaxation! DIFFERENT Alexia Stevens Age: 13, North Central Junior High , Grade: 8 I look at them and I see me I act like them, speak like them But they still treat me differently I thought that this was over I thought that we could be friends But they’ll never let me in because We are different, me and them SPARED Adeline Bradley Age: 14, Southeast Junior High, Grade: 8 The roaring thunder in the black sky The overhead light unseen The raining hammers onto the cement ground Birds and crickets hidden The rain pounding onto my face as I freed myself From the tv screens, the people, the world I danced in the rain OATH OF FRIENDSHIP Reagan Hart Age: 15, West High School, Grade: 9 It hurt me to know you take a knife to yourself To know you’re in pain I feel like there is nothing I can do But all I want to do is help So talk to me so I know what to do Or at least I will listen with unjudging ears I took an oath to be there, when I became your friend STUDYING FOR THE SAT Lauren Katz Age: 14, West High School , Grade: 9 The serendipitous discovery of a wonderful new word sends me galloping with hope towards the apogee of the herd. The night grows ever longer as I marinate in words, a soupcon of good old Webster, have I become absurd? Parochial, parvenu, parsimonious, pastiche, I am now an alumna of the letter P. Subito! Gone are my insouciant days of naiveté, augmenting my vocabulary incrementally. These imbroglios of mass grandiloquence are miasmic to my health, But I shall suffer onwards to cultivate my intellectual wealth. GREAT BATMAN AND BIG BANE Chirag Jain Age: 14, School, Grade: 9 Once upon a time there was a big bad Bane, To fight him, the great batman came. He took his bat mobile in the rain, and came from the mansion of Bruce Wayne, from a field of an acre of lots of grain. He beat Bane till Bane was insane, read this poem because it’s by Chirag Jain. GONE ASTRAY Daniel Burgess Age: 15, West High School , Grade: 9 The streaks of moon gleam through icy trees like chandeliers of shimmering, frozen raindrops The soft silence pierced only by my thoughts The frozen pines hiss in the frigid breeze My hand feels empty, lost without hers Gazing at our favorite view, now alone and cold I sit, as the rising sun turns trees to shining gold BACKPACK Jocoa Kerschen Age: 15, West High School , Grade: 9 The pockets ripped off with ease, All buckles cracked in half. The zippers shall not be unzipped once more, For they might never zip back. Each rip is like a scar. A token to keep in memory. And oh, has it had many. MY LIFE, DANCE Josey Gale Age: 15, West High School, Grade: 9 As the hair spray circles the room, our hair pulled back, with donuts, hair nets, bobby pins with every dance there are different shoes, tights, costumes, songs on our face the thick eyeshadow and liner, fake lashes and rhinestones but once the music starts and our hearts drop, our faces glow it starts and ends in a matter of minutes but with all this hassle, comes joy from our eyes and hearts to yours. LOVE IS… Katrina Chambliss Age: 14, Regina High School, Grade: 9 Love is… Fully understood to none A deep recurring thought in one’s mind Bewildering, Beautiful, and Brilliant Love MOUNTAINS AND DESERTS Zayetzy Luna Age: 15, West High School, Grade: 10 You are a mountain; Tall, solid, majestic, unmovable. To one side you give all the water they need, but I am on the other. You even hoard the rain for yourself and let it freeze. With time I have become a desert; Arid, cruel, unforgiving. But I still look up to you and hope for a single drop of rain. DO NOT BURN YOURSELF FOR HOPE Maggie Terry Age: 16, West High School , Grade: 10 a shooting star ends itself to make the flash that we wish upon do not burn yourself to light your hopes for the stars GONE Gabriella Thomsen Age: 16, Regina High School , Grade: 11 The roses are withered. All of the newspapers pyramid outside. My shoes lie untied in the hallway. Those rustic curtains still rest masked in dust. Cryptic fingerprints disguise the homely fridge. You are gone. And so I am gone. ILLUMINATION Emma Hartwig Age: 16, Regina High School , Grade: 11 And now I know that the best kind of beautiful is the kind I can feel Not the kind I can see Because the visible deceives Because the visible crumbles Because the visible blinds But the feeling illuminates Because the feeling is eternal THOUGHTS Zac Curtiss Age: 17, West High School, Grade: 12 Sipping through my straw As on my paper I draw The things that go through my head And things that I wished I had said. I look up from my paper at the world And my new ideas are unfurled. GONE IN THE WIND Hank Hugen Age: 18, West High School , Grade: 12 The stars light up the sky. Smoke rolls off his tongue, and is swallowed by a gust of wind. A car passes by, filled with our young, following a never ending road. SNOW DRIFT Matt Fisher Age: 17, West High School , Grade: 12 As I stepped though the soft, shimmering snow, I wondered where it was I stood. Fall was just a month ago, Yet I felt it was gone for good. Soon spring would surely come, And green grass would grow once more. But all I heard today was winter’s wretched underscore. SUPERFICIALITY Minseon Gim Age: 18, Regina High School , Grade: 12 An apple is red outside, but yellow inside A watermelon is green outside and red inside Humans mask over reality RAIN Ted Park Age: 18, Regina High School , Grade: 12 Rain is coming Watching it, I wish you are coming, too As the rain comes My eyes are weeping And my heart is seeping