My Favorite Poems
In Humanities, we are doing a poetry unit. Every sixth grader has wrote many poems. I’m going to show you and my top 5 poems and tell you about the process.
Poem 5) My haiku’s a fail.
I apologize so much.
Brain’s on vacation.
Process: This was the first good poem I wrote. I wrote this after I wrote possibly the worlds worst Haiku. This one always cracks me up. Not because the Haiku itself is funny, but remembering how bad my first Haiku was, now that’s funny!
Poem 4) You shouldn’t have left your Halloween candy in front of me.
I ate all of it, and not very slowly.
I know you were seeing how long it would last.
But when I’m around, its lifespan is fast.
I probably should have asked before I took.
But just looking at the candy was more interesting than a book.
You can call the police for all I care.
But you know what they say. Be sure to share.
Process: I made this one just for poem in your pocket day. It’s an little twist of when I stole some of my little sister’s Halloween candy. I only stole five pieces, but she caught me. She said she would call the police, which cracked me up. That’s why this is my fourth favorite poem.
Poem 3) Recess Cinquain)
Running.
Laughing Hard.
Stop to breath.
Run away from “it”.
Recess.
Nature Cinquain)
Nature
Quiet, Peaceful
Sitting, Running, Observing
Mother Nature’s Masterpiece
Disappearing.
New York Cinquain)
New York
Concrete Jungle
Towering Skyscrapers
The Smell Of Street Vendors And Cars
My Home
Process: I couldn’t pick between my 3 Cinquains, so I gave you all of them. A Cinquain is like a more advanced Haiku. Each of these were quick and easy, but the final product is great. So that is why these are my third favorite poems.
Poem 2)
I am a tree.
I help you live. I help you and don’t ask for much.
I let you live and you chop me down.
A quick sketch and then throw me in the trash.
Without me, you’re like a fish in a barrel.
You’re doomed without me.
Unlike hydra, my heads don’t grow back so fast.
You’re not immortal, so you might as well live as long as you can.
Without air, you only have three minutes. So what are you doing?
You’re killing you when you kill me.
So think about it before you swing your ax and yell timber.
You think you own me, but without me you die.
And without you, I die. We need each other.
So think. You have a brain. Use it.
Process: I submitted this poem into a poetry contest, so of course I’m going to put it here.This is my first not comedic, serious poem. I did this one to try something out of my style.
Poem 1) Life is like fruits and vegetables.
Pickles are like reality. Bitter but delicious.
Apples are like the future. Could be sour, could be sweet.
Brussel Sprouts are like waking up in the morning. It sucks.
Squash is like Trump. They look bad, and they are bad.
Bananas are like two faced people. When they’re in the peel, they look great, but on the inside, they’re all brown.
Weird how things like this work.
Process: Here we are. Numbero uno! The grand finale! MY favorite poem I’ve wrote. The day before I wrote this, I ate a really killer pickle. I was feeling very philosophical when I ate the pickle, and I thought. Pickles are like reality. Then we were doing poetry in class and I came to me.
These are my five favorite poems. I hope you all liked them. Please don’t steal my poems and say they’re your own. Thanks for reading. See you next time!