kids poetry...
chadwick
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my niece writes poetry. she wants to post her poetry online. i suggested pearl jam as the site beings it is the bomb-diggity for poets.
a ghost
as you quiver
you stand in front of the ghost that
haunts you. you don't know what to do but stand
there ice cold. you say leave me alone.
he doesn't leave. he picks you up and
throws you. you feel nauseated. you see
a black figure. you walk in the other
room lamp turns on and off you reach
for the phone but it slams against
the wall and shatters a knife comes
up and stabs you in the chest.
as the pain gains. you die and cri.
you hear an evil laughe as you bleed
to death.
the end
by bobbie krueger
a ghost
as you quiver
you stand in front of the ghost that
haunts you. you don't know what to do but stand
there ice cold. you say leave me alone.
he doesn't leave. he picks you up and
throws you. you feel nauseated. you see
a black figure. you walk in the other
room lamp turns on and off you reach
for the phone but it slams against
the wall and shatters a knife comes
up and stabs you in the chest.
as the pain gains. you die and cri.
you hear an evil laughe as you bleed
to death.
the end
by bobbie krueger
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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I'm glad I wasn't in that scary kitchen!
the devil
your red on fire
your in the
ground there's
carving`s on the
wall you fight
with god you have
slaves
by the giant
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
she's snoring
oh my god she's snoring
she's asleep
she kicks
she hits
she knocks you off the bed
she takes all the blankets
she slobbers
she rolls and rolls
she tosses and turns
she flies up into the air and gets stabs
thrown up against the door
you can't see him
she dies and he jumps through the window
he lands in fire and he dies
(oh but iam not done yet...)
fireflame guy he comes and burns down the house and everyone dies
then... the end
by dr. flaming giant
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
Pluto may be the smallest
but it has a heart it a soul.
Just think what if you lived on
pluto. What would you do?
the end
by bobbie krueger
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
Godfather.
so that's the answer. the kids watch scary movies and whatnot.
we study the dictionary and thesaurus together, im good for a few dictionaries and stuff. every kid i know wants to write poetry or stories with me. it is inspiring, warm, and frickin amazing. makes me happy that im not some toothless dumbasshole who can't frickin spell his own fucking name much less inspire a kid to write.
i love my family. these kids slay me. they're competing to be famous writers. i tell 'em... learn to spell the god damn words correctly, and no, you're not getting a prize just because you posted poetry on pearl jam's site. the girl, she thought she was getting an award in the mail
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
Me, I miss the poems of the Uncle the most. Wish I could read more of his on a regular basis.
I think I like all the Krueger poets though
Send my credentials to the house of detention
smells like everything
stands like a lot of us
eats like a lot of us
these pages
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
fields full of cheerful yellow
with long, willowy stems
dancing in the summer breeze
flimsy, carefree petals
that float gently to the ground
leaving a trail of color upon the flower bed
and beautifully scenting the air
reaching to the indigo sky
as birds soar high above them
clouds swirl in the air
sending shapes on the soft golden field
while the setting sun
casts a darkening silhouette
on the quite meadow...
By... Emily Rose ( 12 yrs old )
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
I Hate Writing- Yuck
I am always forced to write
my mom says its good for me
I don't understand, it makes my hand hurt
I never liked writing and I never will
Why do I keep writing I just can't stop
I'll run out of words
my vocab isn't so great
neither is my punctuation
My handwriting is the worst
I'm running out of room to write
I hope its not too late to stop
I'll see you on the right hand side
Remember who ever is reading this
I hate writing !!!
By Brad
wishin i was a kid myself; i'd fill it up some....
and thank you, Brad, for your hardwork @ creative writing with the painful writing hand and all.
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
I hope my son will write something about his first day of school -
I feel fire inside my heart it has been lit by the gods above
spirits that fight the evil souls within
hearts that beat faster and faster racing to the finish line
like a pin drop falling but will never reach the ground
people can say, people can do hurtful things that's not worth doing
you can cry, you can scream, you can try to stop
but you can't hide the feelings
make mistakes no ones perfect
running in place is the fastest type of travel
ending an emotion and passion in my heart
not letting go of yesterday
Brad ( 10 yrs old )
that is pretty frickin slick
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
if i cud ever write a
poem as beautiful as u
little 2/yr/old/brotha,
i wud laugh, jump, leap
up and touch the stars
cuz u be the poem i try for
each time i pick up a pen and paper.
u. and Morani and Mungu
be our blue/blk/stars that
will shine on our lives and
makes us finally BE.
if i cud ever write a poem as beautiful
as u, little 2/yr/old/brotha,
poetry wud go out of bizness.
--Sonia Sanchez
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"P.J." was a coincidence