By: Emily Taylor

Cold, crisp, and chilly water meet my toes

Salty air like crunchy pretzels

Little crabs finding their home

Seaguls soaring like planes attempting to steal your food

Sand falling through my toes

Dolphins I see, the dogs of ocean

White noise and laughter

Sand sticking to everyone like glue

Who knew!

Sunglasses on my face

While someone opens the beverage case

Sunscreen on faces looking like Casper

Well, it was kind of a disaster!

Sunlight falling down like a waterfall

But thankfully my hat saves me like a hero

The ocean looking so peaceful, yet so violent

Waves crashing like thunder

Music in my ear, like the only sight I see

Wow!

I’m so thankful I’m here with my family

Reflection

1.) I published an Ode.

2.) I chose the beach as my subject fr my ode because I love the beach and because there are so many different ways to describe the beach.

3.) The tone of my poem is Joyful.

4.) The theme of my poem is there is no place like the beach.

5.)

a. “Sunlight falling like a waterfall”

This is a simile. It contributes to the tone and theme development of my poem because it is a very cheerful and positive line.

b. “Salty air like crunchy pretzels”

This is also a simile. It contributes to the tone and theme development of my poem because when people think of food, more specifically pretzels, they often think of happy thoughts.

6.) Revision

#1) The first revision I made was changing the word “flying” to the word “soaring” in line 4. I changed the word to soaring because I felt that soaring was a more advanced word and it gave more description to my poem.

#2) The second revision I made was changing the space between “Wow!” and the rest of the line. I gave the “Wow!” it’s own line because I felt that it needed more definition and more attention then what it had before.

7) My poem was mostly easy to write because I love the beach and making up positive lines about it isn’t that hard when you love it. I think the part that made it a bit difficult for me to write was the part of making the different lines of figurative language and being creative with my word choice.

8) I am satisfied with my final draft because I met all of the requirements and for the figurative language, I went over the requirements. I’m ado satisfied with it because  at the beginning, I didn’t think I was going to be able to put in any rhyme into it, but at the end, I was able to.

By Jackson Painter

My once friend, now my enemy.

I was stabbed in the back.

I was bitter and wanted revenge.

Luckily i didn’t have to obtain it myself.

One day i was driving and I saw something.

There was a crash and the people inside were dead.

At the moment i was sad and i knew it was a dismal moment.

Later on the news the names of the fallen where shown. There families had felt like their hearts had been torn out.

The names had been shown and i happier than a kid in a candy store.

The car had been my reaper, my hitman.

I had obtained my revenge in the tragic but triumfit moment.

1. I chose a emotion poem.
2. I chose this emotion because i have felt it many times.
3. The tone of my poem is grim.
4. Sometimes you should not seek revenge because karma will seek it for you.
5. “There families had felt like their hearts had been torn out.” “The car had been my reaper, my hitman.”
6. I changed sad to dismal. I changed happy to triumfit. I changed these so i had a stronger meaning and voice and vocabulary.
7. I think it was fairly easy to write this poem but it was not easy to fine tune and perfect it.
8. I am satisfied with my final draft because i think it displays the true meaning of my emotion.

By: Rachel Jones

I see students walking with their heads down,

Gray clouds above their heads while feeling a downward spiral of emotions,

Sadness, fear, and anger being just a few.

Expressions as if on death row while students plod towards the door.

Parents say an extra “I love you” before school,

Out of fear there won’t be another chance.

We have talks in school about how safe we are,

And are reassured that security measures are in place.

Everyone murmuring, not sure what to say

Because 23 times is not a coincidence,

Nor bad luck.

Twenty-three times shows that something has to change.

You think that something will change

Until ten more are dead.

Does anything change?

No.

Instead we are handed clear backpacks,

And are forced to realize,

It will be a while before color returns to our schools,

And our backpacks.

Reflection