Immigrating To America

Moving to a new place means leaving behind everything you love, starting all over again. It means going away from family, and it means changing everything. People who come to America are brave, because they come to an unknown land, and they have to learn a new language, and a new way of living. It’s like being reborn. Me and my family are one of those people. I know what it’s like, and it broke my heart to leave France, and my grandparents. But I have done it, and now my heart is mended. But it will always be broken in some way, because a broken heart can never be fully repaired.


The Immigrants
Riding in swooping engines,
Immigrants crowd to America.

They escape to an unknown land,
While singing foreign songs.

Patterns of every colors they do wear,
And their exotic smells fill the air.

What is this !? What is that !?

With them they bring new hope, new love,
New hate, fear and wonder.

They bring foods that are fit for gods,
And foods that will churn your insides.

They teach us new ways of believing,
And new ways of speaking.

So join this melting pot of joy, laughs and learning,
Right here in America.

America's Melting Pot

Adding great culture every day
Many stories to hear
Equal rights are shown
Rotation in friendships
Interesting thoughts
Cool ideas to listen too
Awesome clothing and accents
Style galore

Mostly at Ellis Island
Everybody learns more
Lots of new things
Tons of chances for new people
Imaginations come alive
Numerous ways of life
Great music to hear

People dance and sing
Overall,
That's why I'm glad for America's immigrants.

Why I am Glad America is a Country of Immigrants

This is
America,
a beautiful
country
where
immigrants come
from different places.

We are a giant
melting pot
as some say.

But what
I consider
as a
rainbow,
because in
a melting pot you
can only taste
one flavor
but in a
rainbow you can
see each
beautiful color
individually.


Without the
immigrants we have
no
yellow,
orange,
and blue.

I take
walks and
see the
immigrants
and I think,
I bet that
they're happy that
they are
in America.

I think
that
they
think about
what is happening
in their
original country
right now
war, maybe
slaves,
and religion
problems.



At the same
time we think
to ourselves..
Boy am I glad to be in America.

Others who
are trying to
come but
can't,
are thinking
to their
selves,
Boy do I wish I lived in America.

I hope that they come
I hope that they come
For this is America.

We now
have a new
President
Barack
Obama
who will now
lead this
incredible country
with
peace, love, and respect.
and I will respect
him.


He is our
first African
America president
maybe he will
persuade others to come and
live here with him.

He will change
hopefully
the economy,
and will
try to stop
WAR.

He will give back
the jobs
that some
families have
lost.

He will make
everyone
happier in
their life.

I love
America
because there are
immigrants.

Ode to Tacoes.

MMM so tasty
and shchrumshly
belly. A mouth
watering piece
of Mexican America.

MMM hard shelled
fast food with cheese
with letta's and steak too.

MMM Tacoes.

WRITER'S NOTE
This poem shows how
hungry writing is FIN.

Snow Melts

Whoosh! 

A cold breeze

birds chirp 

and ice cracks

The snow melts

the snowmen slowly turn into a

puddle of fresh spring water

grass and water poke out 

of a thin layer of melting snow

children scream

and run into the puddles

splashing one another

laughter fills the streets

this is the time of year

when snow melts 

Secrets

A whisper, a hush.
Quiet voices sending messages.
The ever watchful ear is on duty.
Scribble, tightly fold,
Pass along.
What!?
Uh oh.
The Stare.
The teacher has caught you.
Blush.
Gulp.
" Terry likes George"
Giggles, gasps.
The Secret has been told.

You are a Scary Movie

You are a scary movie, 

giving me nightmares as I sleep.

You are a scary movie, 

making me look away on scariest parts.

You are a scary movie, 

that haunts me for eternity. 

You are just a scary movie.

Ode to Seedless Oranges

Seedless oranges,

You are delicious, 

And filled with sweet seedless joy.

You make a great painting,

And a great subject to think about.

You are delicious seedless oranges.

Are you really there?

Are you really there or are you just some figure

I know I see you in the mirror but when I look back your not there

how long has it been 1 or even 2 months seance I've seen your face

soon you'll be gone then when will I see you

don't go I want you to stay

are you really there or are you just some figure

Ode to Subway®

The nice taste of salami fades to salt.

The olives and cheese enter my mouth next.

After that, the nice taste of salt and crunch.

Then, before I know it, the meal is over.

The Woods

The woods are
dark
but light
all the creatures run from you
as you walk
on the trail
you see
a deer
it jumps over a log
and bolts off into the darkness
you enter a glade and see a sparrow
it flies away
you come to the end of the path and look
at all the roads
and cars
and houses
and lawns
and all the bikes going by
you think what a beauty it is inside the woods

Ode To Magyk

You are a great book

But also sorcery.

You are spelt

Differently

But Magyk is cooler than magic.

One is FANTASMA

And the other is a

Book in a series.

They are both

Great,

And they seem like

Goodness.

Wind

rushing
chasing
running
whirling
after
me
It
Whirls
and twirls
until
it finally
stops
how long
will I go

wind

ODE TO A PENCIL

What allows you to write down your thinking.
What allows you to write down stories and memories.
The thing that allows you to erase your thoughts and change your mind without a trace.
The thing that allows you to sketch your imagination onto paper.
The thing that allows you to speak your mind.

Ode to Pizza

Thick Cheesy crust
More Pizza please
Red sauce
More Pizza please
Extra Extra Extra CHEESE
More Pizza please
Nice soft crust
More dessert please

Light and Dark

Light and Dark all around

 

Dark can't catch me it's to slow.

Light is my best friend.

it dances and sings with me

like the morning sun rising up into the sky. 

The Window Shopper

As I walk down the street

something catches my eye 

It's a fuzzy blue sweater 

I like it I Really like it

I decide on buying it

As I enter the store

strands of calming music reach my ears

I walk over to the front desk, and ask how much the sweater costs

As the shop keeper answers, I realize that the sweater doesn't come in my size

I exit the store

then continue walking

Pitiful.
Oh
Everlastingly pitiful.
Maybe you have

Brain damage.
You

Should
Open up your
Mind;
Or
Never
Eat my chocolate (tee hee).

Paper
we need paper
and if we didn't
have paper
we couldn't draw,
or read, we couldn't
have paintings in
our houses we even
couldn't have paper
bags, and now you know
how important
paper is in our life.

Blenders

blenders are
a great for almost anything
they make smoothies
delusions sauces
add in a dark
strawberry and a
light banana and make you a great drink
blenders are great for anything

Evil

Sunny day in the woods
Jumping over obstacles
I feel like a star!
Never landing
Always flying
Shooting through the trees!
My four legs prancing in the air!
BANG!
I am now on Earth,
Scared, frightened, running
Something on the ground shines
It is a bullet
The hunter is near
BANG!
Someone is behind me
My friend Athangel is laying down
Her blood is cold
She will soon be dead
Deers should not be treated like this
The hunter collects my friend that he so unmercifully killed
I will get the hunters back some day
Hunters to me are EVIL
Now, I will go morn for my friend.

The Test

the paper right in front of you

you feel you're hands sweating with fear

the teacher yells out how much time

you have and start mind is bursting and getting

full of questions and answers

you start to

remember every time you had the

lesson the sweating stops and then BAM

game over.

Pencil

If not
for this
little skinny
wooden stick
I would not
be here.
I could
not have finished
that incredibly
hard test.
I mean,
I guess I
could use a
pen,
but that is no pencil.

Friend

Why am I here?
Why do I have to help?
Why can't I do this?
I'll tell you why,
You help me
Your my best friend

that I ever had
and always will be.
I love that you're here!
I love that you help!
I love that you chose
to stay with me.
You're my friend.

Gone

You are gone, you left me

standing here in the pouring rain.

You were the most precious thing I had,

but you are gone now,

I can't enjoy your beautiful eyes and

funny laugh.

Tears are rolling down my cheeks as

days go by and you never return.

You are gone, will you ever come back?

Tears are pouring down my cheeks now,

you are gone, you have found someone else

and will never come back.  

Chessy

single braid

light blue tee

brown long eye lashes

smiley

has writers block

green pencil in hand

with a red eraser

finally has a 

word or two 

in her poem

written in her blue notebook

hazel eyes trying to 

read my paper

small, rouge lips

I am happy

What do you know. I am happy once more. Maybe if I stay happy until dinnertime, my SWEET, GENEROUS, MOTHER, will make me tacos and a smoothie for dinner. Or maybe if I stay happy all the way until breakfast time, I could have pancakes and bacon in the morning. Or...on second thought, being happy is too much work.

Rotten Girl

You're the Rotten Girl

always telling people you have something

better

telling lies to everyone 

about someone else 

Rotten Girl

you're the Rotten Girl picking on someone that you think 

is smaller than you but you're really the smaller one

Rotten Girl

you're the Rotten Girl

blowing out someone else's 

candle  to make you're shine brighter

You're the Rotten Girl

amusement park

woooosh ahhhhh
woooooooo the sound of
an a amusement park
up and down twist and trun up and up and up
tick tick tick the sound
of the track going up
down
down
down
thats the sound of the amusement park.