For everyone deserves a friend
Reaching out to lend a hand
Irreplaceable, yours to hold
Everlasting bond, 'till you grow old
Never leaving eachother, even through bad
Doing the best they can to help
Sincere, honest,caring and genuine
How a true friend should be
Instantaneous connection
Precisely the best you shall ever have
Title: Friendhsip
Style of poem: Acrostic Poem
Inspiration: I couldn't think of anything very original so friendship was the easiest word I could think of.
Thursday 5 April 2012
The city of Windobendoblat
Down the splindy,windy,wyndy road
Lies a city quite the sight
Nothing like you've seen before
You should expect a right
Rivers made of jello
Lollipops die trees
Human's non-existent
And the sun is really cheese
Shimmering,glimmering,wandering past
The beautiful Shybendowats roam free
Creatures quite absurd
Sparkles, miles away, is all that you can see
Whimsical, mimsical music is played
Everyday's a feast
The city's always dancing
Even the tiny Mikozeats
You'll always see them smiling
They're the kindest of creatures
The city of Windobendoblat
Has the most mysterious of features
Ttile:The city of WindobendoblatStyle of poem: Nonsense poem
Inspiration: When I found out the poem had to be nonsensical, I kind of got an image in my head, and started writing everything like that. The way I pictured everything, that's how it got written. I was kind of thinking of Bridge to Terabithia for a bit of inspiration./
Lies a city quite the sight
Nothing like you've seen before
You should expect a right
Rivers made of jello
Lollipops die trees
Human's non-existent
And the sun is really cheese
Shimmering,glimmering,wandering past
The beautiful Shybendowats roam free
Creatures quite absurd
Sparkles, miles away, is all that you can see
Whimsical, mimsical music is played
Everyday's a feast
The city's always dancing
Even the tiny Mikozeats
You'll always see them smiling
They're the kindest of creatures
The city of Windobendoblat
Has the most mysterious of features
Ttile:The city of WindobendoblatStyle of poem: Nonsense poem
Inspiration: When I found out the poem had to be nonsensical, I kind of got an image in my head, and started writing everything like that. The way I pictured everything, that's how it got written. I was kind of thinking of Bridge to Terabithia for a bit of inspiration./
The Girl on Fire
Her strength,her courage, her will to survive
Is why they loved her most
With agile steps, and a hunter's eye
Although she wasn't known to boast
A truly kind soul
She hides it though... why?
But this girl can kill you
In the blink of an eye
She hides her fear
She won't breakdown
Afraid to trust
Afraid to fall down
The girl on fire, with a spark in her eyes
She's there to win the Game
To save her family, and save her own life
Katniss is her name
Title:The Girl on Fire
Style of poem: Ballad
Inspiration: After reading the Hunger Games trilogy, I fell in love with Katniss's character. She's so inspring , and I just became obsessed withher and the Hunger Games. I knew once we recieved the poem, I wanted to write about her.
Is why they loved her most
With agile steps, and a hunter's eye
Although she wasn't known to boast
A truly kind soul
She hides it though... why?
But this girl can kill you
In the blink of an eye
She hides her fear
She won't breakdown
Afraid to trust
Afraid to fall down
The girl on fire, with a spark in her eyes
She's there to win the Game
To save her family, and save her own life
Katniss is her name
Title:The Girl on Fire
Style of poem: Ballad
Inspiration: After reading the Hunger Games trilogy, I fell in love with Katniss's character. She's so inspring , and I just became obsessed withher and the Hunger Games. I knew once we recieved the poem, I wanted to write about her.
The Boogeyman
In the middle of the night
I warn you to beware
As there's something in the closet
That will likely cause a scare
Impossible to see
But easy to imagine
He will lure to the closet
And the world will slighlty blacken
They say it's just a myth
I assure that it's not
Beware the Boogeyman
Whom many have forgot
The scene is quite a fright
To anyone around
But the next morning
He is nowhere to be found
In the middle of the night
I warn you to beware
As there's something in the closet
That will likely cause a scare
When your parents tuck you in
And soon are out of sight
It's time for Boogeyman
To guard you for the night
Title: Boogeyman
Style of poem:Nursery Rhyme
Inspiration: I didn't really have one... I sort of came up with it on the spot. Later on though once I got the theme it was easy to write, ideas just kept coming to my head.
I warn you to beware
As there's something in the closet
That will likely cause a scare
Impossible to see
But easy to imagine
He will lure to the closet
And the world will slighlty blacken
They say it's just a myth
I assure that it's not
Beware the Boogeyman
Whom many have forgot
The scene is quite a fright
To anyone around
But the next morning
He is nowhere to be found
In the middle of the night
I warn you to beware
As there's something in the closet
That will likely cause a scare
When your parents tuck you in
And soon are out of sight
It's time for Boogeyman
To guard you for the night
Title: Boogeyman
Style of poem:Nursery Rhyme
Inspiration: I didn't really have one... I sort of came up with it on the spot. Later on though once I got the theme it was easy to write, ideas just kept coming to my head.
Sunday 22 January 2012
Poem 9: Pantoum
I laugh, I hate, I love, I cry
I dance when no one's watching.
I played with dolls, dressed up, and made mud pies
And say things without thinking
I dance when on one's watching
I feel jealous too
And say things without thinking
I'm just a regular girl like you.
I feel jealous too
I think of boys as well
I'm just a regular girl like you
And my best friends only time will tell
I think of boys as well
I played with dolls dressed up and made mud pies
And my best friends, only time will tell,
I laugh, I hate, I love, I cry.
Title:Just like you
Style of poem: Pantoum
Inspiration: I'm not different, and no other girl is. I'm just explaning how I feel, and how most of us feel. And that's what I talk about in this poem. It was also one of my favourite poems to write.
I dance when no one's watching.
I played with dolls, dressed up, and made mud pies
And say things without thinking
I dance when on one's watching
I feel jealous too
And say things without thinking
I'm just a regular girl like you.
I feel jealous too
I think of boys as well
I'm just a regular girl like you
And my best friends only time will tell
I think of boys as well
I played with dolls dressed up and made mud pies
And my best friends, only time will tell,
I laugh, I hate, I love, I cry.
Title:Just like you
Style of poem: Pantoum
Inspiration: I'm not different, and no other girl is. I'm just explaning how I feel, and how most of us feel. And that's what I talk about in this poem. It was also one of my favourite poems to write.
Poem 8: Cinquain
Best friends
Are forever
They love you inside out
You're not just friends, but sisters
For life
Title: Best friends
Style of poem: Cinquain
Inspiration:I'm describing the relationship between me and my best friend.
Are forever
They love you inside out
You're not just friends, but sisters
For life
Title: Best friends
Style of poem: Cinquain
Inspiration:I'm describing the relationship between me and my best friend.
Poem 7: Haiku
Title: Winter
Style of poem: Haiku
Inspiration: I love winter, so I decided it would be fun to write about.
Poem 6: Model Poem
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
John Ronald Reuel Tolkien
All bad things come to a end,
Not everything lasts forever;
The wounds shall heal, and hearts will mend,
Deep thoughts will eventually come together.
From a distance it may seem a lifetime
A road too long to take;
Renewed steps taken one at a time.
The bad will soon fade away.
Title: All bad things come to an end
Style of poem: Model Poem
Inspiration: How nothing lasts forever, so you shouldn't worry.
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
John Ronald Reuel Tolkien
All bad things come to a end,
Not everything lasts forever;
The wounds shall heal, and hearts will mend,
Deep thoughts will eventually come together.
From a distance it may seem a lifetime
A road too long to take;
Renewed steps taken one at a time.
The bad will soon fade away.
Title: All bad things come to an end
Style of poem: Model Poem
Inspiration: How nothing lasts forever, so you shouldn't worry.
Poem 5: Concrete Poem
Title:The peaceful tree
Style of poem: Concrete Poem
Inspiration: At the begininng I didnt really have an inspiration. I chose the tree because it was easy to draw .. But then I realised that the tree was actually a good thing to write about. Trees are a beautiful part of nature, and are thought of as peaceful, majestic, and proud.
Poem 4: Shakespearean Sonnet
He's there to guide her; he's there to care,
But she's growing up too fast for him.
Not much longer has he wisdom to share
With all the years flying right past him.
She looks up to him, and hopes to make proud.
And only in his arms she feels safest.
He's strict and tough, but her head's in the clouds
All he wants is her future be brightest.
But soon she'll grow up, and go her own way.
She will have a job and a family.
Yet all he taught her, stays 'till that day.
An honest and caring mother to be.
From miles away, or houses apart,
She'll always be his little girl at heart.
Title: Little girl
Style of poem: Shakespearean Sonnet
Inspiration: I really liked the flow of this style of poetry. I wanted to write something deep, and has meaning to me. In this poem I describe the relationship about me and my dad since we are really close.
But she's growing up too fast for him.
Not much longer has he wisdom to share
With all the years flying right past him.
She looks up to him, and hopes to make proud.
And only in his arms she feels safest.
He's strict and tough, but her head's in the clouds
All he wants is her future be brightest.
But soon she'll grow up, and go her own way.
She will have a job and a family.
Yet all he taught her, stays 'till that day.
An honest and caring mother to be.
From miles away, or houses apart,
She'll always be his little girl at heart.
Title: Little girl
Style of poem: Shakespearean Sonnet
Inspiration: I really liked the flow of this style of poetry. I wanted to write something deep, and has meaning to me. In this poem I describe the relationship about me and my dad since we are really close.
Poem 3: Metaphor Poem
Sleep is heaven, simple and pretty like that happy place above.
Clouds; the dreams, fluffy, unclear at times.
Worry free, problems vanished, just the sweetness of the angels' song. Compelling fantasies which only the mind can create.
Title: Sleep is heaven
Style of poem: Metaphor Poem
Inspiration: I chose sleep because it is one of my favourite things to do. It's also something easy to write about and compare.
Thursday 19 January 2012
Poem 2: Circle Poem
Poem 2
Title:Gymnastics
Style of poem:Circle Poem
Inspiration: I wanted to write about something I loved, and was passionate about, in this it's gymnastics.
Monday 16 January 2012
Poem 1: Introduction Poem
I am Marianna Sartzetakis.
I am 13 years old.
My sister was eaten alive by rabid raccoons.
I was asked to be a model.
I was born in Greece.
My grandpa was attacked by a german in WW2.
I am a National Gymnastics Champion.
My dad is a professional underwear model.
I have never seen the movie E.T.
I am Marianna Sartzetakis.
Title: I am
Style of poem: I am poem
Inspiration for this poem: Truths about myself,things I like, and
lies people might actually believe.
I am 13 years old.
My sister was eaten alive by rabid raccoons.
I was asked to be a model.
I was born in Greece.
My grandpa was attacked by a german in WW2.
I am a National Gymnastics Champion.
My dad is a professional underwear model.
I have never seen the movie E.T.
I am Marianna Sartzetakis.
Title: I am
Style of poem: I am poem
Inspiration for this poem: Truths about myself,things I like, and
lies people might actually believe.
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