The ACES Eagle
Poems by Students of Groomes Poetry classWednesday, November 30, 2011 By Mrs. Groomes Intro to poetry class
Why Is.. By: Miranda Kaplan The sky blue? the grass green? or maybe the water blue? Why are.. tigers striped? cats so lazy? bob cats so beautiful? Who is.. Going to lead our country out of this government debt? Just really, who is going to make laws make sense? The answer is..we just don't know! What If... By: Tiffany Tews There was no opposite sex, no one had necks. Everyone went to school, yeah, that would be cool. Everyone looked alike, That would be a sight. Cars weren't around, You'd have to walk the ground. Coffee didn't have caffeine, Everyone would turn mean. Technology was never born, We would be using a different form. Death wasn't a part of life, that would be the sharp part of the knife. The forest at night By: Cody Olsen Snapping of the brush charging fast, Thinking any breath might be your last, Dark and silent all around, Rattled by the slightest sound, Rush of adrenaline goes up your spine, Getting ready to fight for what comes out the bush line, You see the path in the distance, And thank god it was over all in that instant. Remember When... By: Sotero Edgar Days when raced mattered, When sports were thought of, The style of clothes didn't matter, When you couldn't find a station on the radio, Music wasn't always about drugs, sex and violence, We were young and didn't have to pay for things, There was no FREEDOM... Go inside By: Brittany Gerke Go inside my eyeball, From the outside looking in, See the many memories, I've made with all my friends. Perhaps you'll find secrets, perhaps you'll learn what i regret, and then when you think you've seen it all, I promise, you ain't seen nothing yet. Inside a twisted mind By: Cody Olsen Go inside a twisted mind where death comes fast and bones slowly grind fear and pain run through the abyss they dance together with deadly bliss love was murdered by loneliness hate got fat from anger see this dark world in my mind linger like a ominous valley that has no end perhaps you'll find the way to mend perhaps I'm already lost inside my head. |