5. “eight dancers dressed as swans.” – Mary Cornish Numbers 6. “Always wants a hug and never gets enough”- Ronald Koertge Sidekicks 7. “whose perfume swayed in the air‚ turning the modest flowers scarlet and loose.” –Peter Meinke Love Poem 8. “Their whisper rises from beneath the stones to fuse into a single… light.” – Yves Bonnefoy Passer-By‚ These are Words… 9. “He wanted to go inside them and live.” Naomi Shihab Nye Rain 10. “But listen harder‚ use your imagination…”
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his friend M had it first‚ and he said “yes” (answered yes). After a short time wait‚ he found one cooking tool on the sandpit. Then‚ R played these instruments looks like a musician‚ and then‚ I asked R “shall we sing your favorite song together?” and he replied “yes‚ old Macdonald had a farm.” After singing song‚ child R glanced over his shoulder to knock the second pan and he listened what the sound of the pan makes. After a short time of period‚ he changed to use another hand to knock the second
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Narrative Poem #1 A girl in the woods was very hungry She went to the store but her coupons were expired She went down the produce aisle To get something healthy She could get what she wanted Because she was so wealthy Before she purchased her items She went to the side of the street To get the New York times With a couple of left over dimes Now she had no more expired coupons She went back to the store to buy her fruit That’s the end of my poem wasn’t that a hoot
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Dull voices drone lethargically from the old TV set‚ lulling dazed victims into a psychedelic slumber‚ their lifeless bodies languorously melting into the furniture. This is the place where time dies. I didn’t know it yet‚ but I soon would. I watch you drag your numb limbs across the dusty white floors and slump into the seat furthest in the corner‚ isolated‚ alone. You mumble words which spill out your mouth in a disjointed mess; wasted words for only the silence to prey upon. Your eyes
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Abc poem Flowers Lily is the purity of heart Mellow delicate beauty and sweetness Nasturtium represents a conquest or a victory in a battle Olive is so peaceful Poppy is inspiring and majestic. Diamante poem Puppy Playful‚ silly Barking‚ fetching‚ eating Ball‚ leash ‚ free‚ wool Sleeping‚ running‚ playing Sweet‚ young Kitten Sun Hot‚ warm Boiling‚ burning‚ heating Summer‚ Sunshine ‚ winter‚ thunderstorm Splashing‚ sliding‚ slipping Chilly
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Ben and Me Narrative Me and Ben were from Warsaw‚ Poland. We were two of the lucky ones who actually survived WWII. Now‚ I’m sure you’d think as being kids‚ we wouldn’t have really done too much to try and fight the war‚ but we did. And‚ we didn’t do it alone neither‚ we had the help of one of the best partisan groups out there. “What’s going on‚ why are they doing this?” Ben asked. “I don’t know‚ let’s go and see‚” I interjected. “Okay‚ let’s go‚” Ben agreed. “Who are these people?” I questioned
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“First Poem for You” is a poem by written by Kim Addonizio‚ an American poet. This poem “First Poem for You” is a closed-form poem but written as an English sonnet. The poem a person who loves the tattoos in his or her lover’s skin. At the same time the tattoos scares him or her by their permanence. The thoughtfulness and the depth of details expressed in this poem makes us conclude that the persona or speaker in this poem is a female. The speaker is certain about the permanence of the tattoos on
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Okita’s poem and Cisnero’s short story have numerous contrasts and parallels. Both authors develop ideas in distinct ways‚ although they share many fundamental elements. Cisneros and Okita’s stories demonstrate that America is made up of many civilizations on its own. This also represents the belief that culture is determined by one’s characteristics. Clothing‚ food‚ religion/beliefs‚ language‚ and traditions are all examples of cultural elements. Okita’s poetry expresses her strong feelings for
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behind the front desk motioned her hand towards a row of seats. I sat down‚ tapped my foot and listened to the distant woof and occasional bark of the dogs. I shot up when I saw the door start to open. A lady with short brown hair stepped out with a dog. My smile started to fade. He was short and fat like a pig‚ and his black and
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I walked in the doors and looked around at the blazing lights and large crowds. I walked up the large set of stairs in the dingy room where we were to get ready. I striped down to my shorts and walked onto the large scale to test my weight before the match. I weighed in at just 97 pounds. The matches went by weight‚ from smallest to largest‚ and were displayed on the clean wall by a projector mounted high in the gym ceiling. I was in the third set of matches‚ and could barely stand because of all
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