Emily Dickinson writes a great deal about nature, death, success, loss, and hope in her writings. Using one of these themes, I would like you to write your own poem that helps us understand you. The poem must be at least 10 lines and linked to one of the above themes.
64 comments:
Today I will being writting a poem about Death and Loss.
Gone away
Nowhere to be found
So full of life
Now six feet beneith the ground
The trees are gray
The sky is black
Snow is falling
Everything goes back
We lost you
Now three years pass
Still here wish you were back.
One above was John McLean 6th hour
I wasnt her today so im confused on this
kevin anderson
6th hour
i will write a poem about loss amd success.
No one is sight,
no one to help me,
i lost everything,
i lost everyone,
Now trying to get help,
trying to be better,
trying to be successful,
but no one in sight,
How do i do good,
With no inspriation,
How do i go each day with no motivation.
Crystal maybee
5th
My poem is about loss.
It seems so long
Since I last saw you
Nothing seemed wrong
You thought so too
Now we're apart
With nothing to say
You broke my heart
So i'm not okay
I want to see you
With nothing to say
And nothing to do.
To begin one's reign
to be on top
to end ones pain
to never stop.
Ambition doesn't end
To end a woe
To help a friend
To squash a foe
As like a fire
not caring who we burn
To contradict desires
even those we yearn
Yeah it sorta like success and loss.
Derek Guckian
5th
One second
a heartbeat goes on
One minute
now it is dawn
One hour
passes by without a glance
One day
now you've lost your chance
One year
comes and goes so fast
One lifetime
you wish hadn't past
This poem is about the loss of time, and how life goes by too quickly.
For Dickinson's poems, they seem vague. I'm not sure if she was trying to say anything. My guess is that she was trying to get people inspired because her poems are full of metaphors that can be interpreted in different ways.
I chose to be write a poem on success.
Excelling in school
Going many places
Achieving goals
Putting smiles on faces
The future is bright
No one can stop you
Report cards are great
Learning everything new
Focusing on the prize
Earning A's with hard work
One bad grade
Would cause me to go beserk
William Schwartz
6th hr
Mr. Kay,
For my poem, I am going to use the theme of nature to better describe me. My poems title will be "For My Song".
"For My Song"
As the mountains have a cover, a field of all green
For my song tells of which it is favorite of me
When the horizon shows the sky, a ribbon of gold
For my song explains its path, from the head to the colar bone
From the tallest trees that wait beyond the meadows break
For my song tells you of what many feet a boundry must take
As an arrow shoots past a washing stone
For my song brings about the answer to my speedy unknown
If a wolf cries to save the pack, understand the cause that makes it do that
For my song knows of courage, its only shining light, that beats down on the movers that bring her to life
For my song has expressed its very last request
The forest can now lay as peacful at rest.
Danielle Turner
The sky is blue.
The grass is green.
Everyone is reaching,
for there dreams.
Above and beyond
in which they reach.
Grasping the dreams,
in which they seek.
To succeed at one
is the best.
To succeed at all,
is a test.
On succeeding
conman
My poem is about HOPE!
Have faith
Offer a helping hand
Pray for world peace
Embrace love
Have forgiveness
Open up new doors
Pray for freedem
Embrace happiness
Have hope
Overcome evil
Pray for the future
Embrace Life
Mr. Kay,
I wasn't there today so I read some of this Emily Dickinson's Poems and I think I might have an idea.
This is about Nature.
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We sit here complaining as we are locals,
No one likes the area or the weather,
though I find comfort in wearing a sweater.
Frozen over lakes, I would miss,
others say they are fed up with up with this.
Sometimes, they say it's to warm, and by bugs we'll be bittin'
But really, nothing is better then living in the Mitten',
They say the roads are bad and they are eroding,
But I know that Mother is just growing.
"Cali would be better, where it's nice and warm,"
If the decision was to me, I'd be torn.
Clouds form animals, in our eyes,
but they go fast, floating in the sky's
Skateboard, I just might,
but the rocks under my wheels,I would fight.
But as I would miss the stop rocks,
I would also miss the dirty locks.
We see White, red, brown, and blue in just this place,
But to me, It comes with grace.
The place I live is like no other,
with Mom, Dad, my friends, my brother.
We couldn't see a day like this, anywhere, again,
but Michigan.
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I tried.
Luke LaFountain
5th Hour
This poem will be about hope.
I hope for everything to be alright
I hope for the best in life
I hope for no one to get hurt
I hope to gratuate from high school
I hope for me to go to college
I hope to get a job
I hope to be six months seiure free
I hope I will be able to drive a car
I hope for the best of freedom
I hope I can live my dreams
Katherine Walsh
6th hour
HOPE
I hope one day to find myself
I hope to not be miss led
Miss understood
I hope to be me
not let others get me down
I hope to be loved
I hope to love
and not to lose at love
I hope to no longer be a
hopeless romantic
Samantha Casteel
5th hour
i suck at poems wow!
i dont even kno if thats a poem
I tried tho
my poem will be at success:
Crouched steady
with what feels like a
bomb inside
the gun is pulled and
the runner unites
paced with the speed of
a bullet the sprinter explodes towards the finish
the last few steps test him
they instill fear in his aching legs
finally he thrusts forwards
and with much success sees gold
Andy b, 6th hour
this poem will be about nature
laying on the green grass
you can smell the fresh wind
with spurts of new blossom scents
staring off into the blue abyss
there are puffs of white
there are birds that soar
i wish i could be up there
flying with them
leaving all my troubles behind me
my toubles pull at me
im sick of gravity holding me down
i want to be free
The wind is blowing
Birds are chirping
The grass is growing
animals living
The sun O so bright
nature singing all around
The flowers are such a delight
Not a disterbance to be found
The sun is setting
everything is calm
The deer are bedding
the day has now come to an end
Chris REid
6th hour
My poem is about loss.
Swallowed with grief
My memories temp me
Mock and tease
Of the alleged deceased
So vivid he lives in my mind
His smile etched in my eyes
It was a departure
Silent of goodbyes
Everyday a memory lost
A slight a day will disappear
But I’m forced to ask
How to move on when he’s still here
Mr.Kay,
I am choosing to write about death...
My eyes are drawn to the distant beyond
I know the time is near
my pain and loss will all be gone
for I have not one fear
And now the clouds are spread apart
split from east to west
Now the lord will judge my heart
with him i shall find rest
As aproaching my golden light
I look back on my shortend life
I'm sorry for the pain i've caused and now body is put on pause
With only one more glance to make
I choose to not look down
For I am now dicovering the unknown world I found!
I wrote this poem in the eyes of someone who is dying, from old age or and incurible desease.
sorry last one from brittney cooper
My poem, already written in my Snapshot Notebook, deals with a lost love. Wasn't really thinking when i wrote it at first, but i revised it a bit.
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I love you, i love you not-
a heart tied in a crazy knot.
When love is hate,
and distaste to longing.
I loved you, I love you not.
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Rong around the rosey/rosy
with you, the cold was cozy.
Ashes to ashes-
lust to dust-
heart no longer beats with trust.
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Eenie-meenie, calm and cold
secrets never to be told.
If you've cried, I'd have known.
Deep and dark, no light shone.
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Out in the grass-
rosary in hand-
you'll lie there waiting
for me to understand.
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Lonliness bred this dark love for gothic and sadistic poetry... But I love it so, and that's why I write it.
Steffeny Apollo
5th Hour
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P.s.
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"sn0w"
Stone cold falling snow-
Drifting down my window pane.
Wonderous powder.
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My poem is about loss,
Don't wish to take that risk
I'll wait for the next
Yet those moments turn days
And those days into years
Time feels as though passing slowly
But how did i get here
Perhaps tomorrow everything I want
Will be handed over to me
But the chances of that happening
Would be like winning the lottery
Maybe those risks
Could have led me there
Oh well ill never know
Because that time has disappeared
Kristen Pauly
6th hr.
How close is unknowen
How long it take's is unimaginable
Why am i doing this, is common
Who will help is to be dertermined
As long as i think about myself
I have nothing to fear
As long as i try i will succeed
I will never give up till i die
Keeping the task on my mind
Is the main goal for me
As long as i follow the plans
I will get there
The themes i am using are Hope and Success
Shaun Gerber
5th Hour
Well this is kind hard I'm not really good at this kinds stuff.
Days pass
And days go
As we still try to figure out
where did you go
were did we go
i thought you cared
i don't understand
why did this happened
are we just lost in time
is our love the same
i miss you
you said you missed me
So where did you go
My poem is about death.
A lifetime of memories
A Lifetime of pain
You taught me everything
I was your baby, your everything
Life got hard like it usually does
All you saw was sadness and loss
You couldn't see that it was putting loss upon us.
Things started to get better
Like a light at the end of a very dark tunnel
Only to get our hopes up and shine us back down.
We remember you for your true self
Not the man we saw for so many years
The real you was the one everyone loved
The real you is the person everyone will miss.
I'll always love the man I called my father
If he is with me, or not.
Mikki Nosek 5th HR
About nature
Nature is beautiful
nature is fun
love it or hate it
nature is something to love
nature is god's gift to us
Nature we cannot live without
nature makes us who we are
Nature we love
Nature water's and feed's us
nature is god's gift to everyone
Troy Wojichowski 5th hr
John Kent
5th hour
I close my eyes
Once again I have returned
To a place pristine
I find peace, quiet
In my minds eye I travel the well-trodden paths of boys before
Wondering if they saw the same beauty
The canopy of trees
The sunlight dappling through the leaves
The mist rising in the morn
The weathered stone
The totem pole
The clear cool water in the artesian well
The forest, lush and green
The carpet of ferns
The mint plants smelled of wintergreen
The magnificent campfires
The boys and young men’s voices lifted up in a rowdy song
Everyone joking, laughing, enjoying
The embers dying
The songs last closing
The quiet walk back
this is about loss.:
lookin for a way to go
i wish i could know
why you left me in such pain
but who can i blame?
hoping, waiting, wishing,
dreaming of yesterday
when i saw your face
everything turns to black
yes oh yes,
why can i not hav you back??
i wish things were the same.
like when you were here.
oh yesterday.
stefanie
Nature;The Beast
Waiting quietly
I hear the wind blow
The leaves shake
Watching the grass grow
Patience is the key
Waiting for the beast
That I cannot see
Measures of time pass
As the beast appears at last
Getting up to act
My lungs cannot last
Now the beast has passed
Big Red
6th Hour
Death...
Here I come.
I'm on my way.
Todays the day I rest at best.
As I sit.
So lonely now.
can't be heard.
I'm nearly forgoten.
When I see the light ahead.
I now have hope, there is no end.
Time has passed, Going fast.
Now I knew I had let go.
How to achive this,
what can i do,
I do what is asked,
But nothing improves,
Success, the greatest Feeling of all,
Feeling acommplished,
Confident,ready for more,
I want success,
I need it to live,
I need that feeling,
What can i do,
How to achive this.
Zack Ruffin 5th
Success
Measured by effort
Makes our dreams come true
Success is overcoming obstacles
Believing you can is key
I know it helps me
It's all about state of mind
You constantly have to be kind
Battles don't always go our way
You have to be tough
Watch what you say
All you can do is your best
Things will start to go your way
Life will forever be a test
Jordan Blanzy
6th hora
When you were little you left us.
Only 3 days old.
You had your whole life ahead of you.
So many people you haven't met.
Like your nephew and your brother-in-law.
But they love you very much.
Sam We love you.
Sam we needed you.
Sam we miss you.
Now you are in the hands of god.
Sam we know that you are our gardian angel.
R.I.P Samantha Elizabeth Toth
August 5, 1996 to August 8, 1996
Good friend of mine
You left here with a bang
I know im gonna miss you
With each new day
You brought smiles
To everyone close
But you brought joy
To me the most
You can be the corona
While ill be the lime
You can be the rythem
And ill be the ryme.
deets
This is about loss and death
Here I stand
Alone and scared
Nowhere in sight
will i not be alone
The flowers are dead
The animals, nowhere to be found
Thunderstorms come in
Here I stand
Yet alone and scared
Hoping one day you will com back
But yet i know it can't happen
Ty Bouwens, 6th hour
Hope is wishing
Hope is wanting
Hope is wishing to ace that test,
Hope is waiting
Hope is patience
Hope is longing to get into college
Hope is hardwork
Hope is never giving up
Hope is to always perservere
Hoping is a part of life...
Clare Pathe
True love given is a promise never broker in a moment of anger bitter words are left unspoken I'ts forgiving and forgetting for what you forgave it's each others pride consider to save, It's knowing of when one is lost in doubt it believing together you will forgive it out, It's hurry to waiting arms at night. It's the comfort and strength you gain from your love your guiding light. It's her smile saying thank god your her it's his smile answering her unspoken pray. It's the dreams of the tomorrows yet to be it's your future carefully planed making it a reality. The rewards are many when love is true when it is your adored one whispering I Love You
Taylor Dieck
6th hr.
Im writng my poem on loss and hope.
To lose is to grow
To grow is to mature
to mature is to understand
To hope is to pray
To pray is to believe
To believe is to feel
Forever we hope
For always we fail
To fail is to hope
That one day
There will only be hope
In order to go up
you got to go down
In order to succeed
you got to fail
lifes not easy
there is no cheat codes
losers will lose
and winners will prevail
prepare yourself
there is no outline
its all your life
live it how you want
I tried to write on hope and success. I am not a poet.
amy urbanik
5th hour
Death/Loss-
Growing up,
Always having you near,
Makes me sad you might disappear,
Knowing that time will sadly come,
When I have to say my final goodbye,
Its hard to imagine life without you,
But sadly one day ill have to,
You walk through life always with a smile,
But deep down I know your hearts in sorrow,
I dont like to think of this as the end,
Because you will always be like my best friend.
Hannah Aittama
5th Hour
The quite man, who sits in his corner
his corner alone,
alone, self minded,
self minded, but wanting to change the world
a single note
every single time,
out of key, out of rhyme,
out of time.
now sitting at his desk,
trying to find content in his thoughts,
never satisfied with his image,
his thoughts, his mind,
running out of time.
who's he kidding,
no one person can choose,
to change the world
with a note,
or a rhyme.
yet every single time,
there is hope, there is content,
there is his way he vents,
alone and self minded,
now content.
with change on the horizon,
his time is out,
he is here to change the world,
for the better,
For all,
so now with every note of every line,
his music changes lives,
all from the alone,
self minded,
now content,
boy in the corner.
happiness all around,
he doesn't find time to be down,
on himself, on his mind
because he knows.
every note,
every single god damned time,
stands in rhythm,
in rhyme,
in key.
but still can't fond time,
to repay to those,
who helped him extend his time.
for all of those people
here it is to you,
my sincerity,
my happiness,
my infinite gratitude,
To you.
Thank You
Nick Visger
nickvisger@me.com
Its about finding the happiness,
the will,
the way,
and the want,
to change the world with music.
i really don't get this.
sorry.
As we sit staring at the other team
it seems as if success just wasn't what we could attain
A long time of work and training
only to be the team who's effort wasn't worth the strain
Their screams of joy fill the air
and we just envy in despair.
But does a trophy truly define success?
To that we first think, obviously yes
Then we reflect on the season past
and realize what we've overcome
All the pain just went by really fast
and memories made will hold for years to come
The success we had was far more than a trophy
Our success was made in little steps
Our success was built on a daily basis,
for success does not come overnight
And although we may not own a title for being the best,
the best are not the only ones who can have success.
Kaleigh Swanson
5th hour
My poem will be about death and loss. I'll explain it better toward the end.
You feel alone
Your on your own
Like no one understands
You think of the end
Starting over again
That's what your mind demands
You cry at night
To win this fight
You grab the nearest gun
You think you wont be missed
While clenching your fist
Your mind continues to run
Your problems grow bigger
You pull the trigger
Only to find being dead isn't much fun.
The next week your family and friends gather in all black
While they cry
while wondering why,
they wish time would turn back.
"each year approximately one million people die from suicide, which represents a global mortality rate of 16 people per 100,000 or one death every 40 seconds. It is predicted that by 2020 the rate of death will increase to one every 20 seconds." -To write love on her arms.
I am a supporter of the organization to write love on her arms. I wrote this poem in honor of anyone who has ever felt alone and the need to die. I don't think anyone should have to feel so bad about their self that they thing suicide is their only way out. I suck at writing poems ahahah.
Kymmie Brownson
6th
We are so close,
but now you seem so far away,
when your right by my side.
you are the only one who knew the real me,
make me smile when I cannot be,
and your words are within me.
When the skies turn bright,
and the sun shines through,
we'll be stronger then dynamite
I'll love you always and forever.
My mom and I are rally close, and this poem is about loss time with her, and hope that it will come back.
Alanna Nagi
6th hour
I will write about loss:
I go to bed full of fury
with nothing but eyes so teary
The sun is gone
For you are the one that I long
I dream of blue skies
But all I hear are loud cries
The smell of dispair
Lingers in the air
I wake up and nothing has changed
For my hands are clasped in chains
The sky is red and the grass is gray
The roses are brown and the clouds are gray
i pray and pray and everythings the same
i wish you back and you never came
i want you home with me and everything just stayed the same
i want you here and and everything fades away
i wish you with me and you say no way.
please come back and everything will change
i love you so
just please say hello
babe come back
i miss you so
hailey this is for you baby
Megan Fraser 5th hour
I guess my poem is going to be on nature. I'm really not good at this stuff.
Nature
A snow covered world
A magical world
Ice lays on trees like diamonds
Icicles then lose a fight to spring
Flowers bloom
Nurtured by the calm rains
Giving way to a green world
A world of sunshine
But how long can it last?
The leaves explode into colors
Magnificent colors
Eventually dying
Fading to the ground
Covered by a blanket
A blanket of white snow
Again.
Emily Dickinson writes a great deal about nature, death, success, loss, and hope in her writings. Using one of these themes, I would like you to write your own poem that helps us understand you. The poem must be at least 10 lines and linked to one of the above themes.
-The wind swirls
-the trees shake
-now its time to rake
-something once so beautiful now so dull
-its like they disappear
-but their nature is passed
-to new ones of their kind
-but they too must only last so long
-they paint a picture in our minds
- one to remain for all to find
-their beauty is not what they look
-its what they give to all years after they are gone
ok im really confused.
im think of loss but i dont know if this is correct.
i hope i still get the points
Death is when your loved ones must depart
Death is a sharp pain to anyones heart
Death is a feeling of permanent sadness and pain
Death is when your loved ones have forever gone away
Death is a call to heaven or hell
Death is an eternal kingdom or cell
Death is a lesson we all learn about
Death is a loss, without a doubt
Death is an unhappy feeling to have
Death is unpleasant on anyone's behalf
Coddy Kabisa
5th hour
Success
Subing into the game
Taking it to the rim
Shooting from outside
Playing fast yet tame
Passing to my teammate tim
Trying not to hide
Seconds left on the clock
Elbowing someone in the chin
Getting the big block
Contributing to the big win
Leaving the opponent in depress
Talking to the egar press
The way to have success
my poem is about death.
Death is dark,
it is certainly not a walk in the park.
Death is dirty,
hopefully it doesn't happen before your thirty.
Death is cold,
definitely something for the really really old.
Death is scary,
death is depressing,
but all in all it apart of this life.
this will leave you only wishing to pass it up, but also thinking what comes next.
rob keller
6th hour
My poem is about success and graduating high school
Sitting mindlessly
stuck in time
like a jail
watching the clock tick
listening to lectures
doing senseless work
making new friends
then in a blink of an eye
gone like trash
its over
and you move on
Taylor Wattles
5th
I'm gonna talk about my loss of 'l~~~~o~~~~v~~~e~~~~' Haha
"Once you parted just forget it, and once you forget it it'll be fine"
People's talk, deceiving me, sound like insane.
Choked, drink tears and
swallow memories tapping chest.
I wouldn't know it'd be this hard to withdraw foot immersed in love.
Even I knew it, or was scared, like a sudden shower I couldn't run away from it.
No one would know my heart.
Wait for you, whatever it rains or snows.
Eric Tamm
My poem is about success.
I stand and act.
A moment passes.
I stay on track.
Above the masses.
My grades I hope,
Will get me far.
I always try,
To raise the bar.
My life, I'd like,
In the future.
Is full of happiness,
and not of torture.
my quate that relates to emily's writing is
Walking around looking for a way
But no one tells me which way to go
I'm caught up in a world
A labryinth a maze
Where yes men could easily be known
I ask them no questions
They give me no answers
Following the wise
But they're walking in pampers
But I still have no answers
"gorrila zoe"
Alex Martin 5th hour
I guess i'll do one on death and life
no longer here
but somewhere else
up above or down below
we miss you with our sorrow
The sky is dark
the wind is cold
raining on this afternoon
growing darker with gloom
the next day we meet together
as light shines thought the sky
kevin anderson
6th hour
success
what does this meen?
doing good in school
getting good grades
Graduating school
Getting into a good college
graduating college
Getting a good job
Being succesfull in your job
Making a good living.
Katlyn Twigg 6th HOur
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