by Aaron Weidner

What was once

A brilliant

Beautiful depot

A source of material

With extraordinary wood stacks

Which were like Gods

Many respected

And many loved

What was known as an OG place

There from the beginning

Before all else

An elder being

A living force

With all wisdom

And all knowledge

A landing spot for noobs

But at the same time

A household of glory

What was then

Is no longer

What is now a crater

A divot

The new tilted towers

A warzone

A place of destruction

A place of hop rocks

What was once an amazing depot

What is now a frightening divot

Like a force of destruction

Taking over the whole center

Of the map

We knew and loved

Out with the old and in with the new

But my friend

Dusty depot

Will always be remembered

Reflection:

1. The poem that I published is an ode.

2. I choose Dusty Depot as the subject of my ode because I feel that I can help people to remember the greatness and glory of what we no longer have.

3. The tone of my poem is nostalgic

4. The theme of my poem is that you have to appreciate what you have before it is gone.

5. One example of figurative language I had in my poem was “the new tilted towers”. The type of figurative language was a metaphor. This contributed to tone and theme development in the poem because it helps to give people a better idea of how chaotic dusty divot has become. It also helps to point out how peaceful and amazing dusty depot was before the divot took over.

Another example of figurative language I had in my poem was “like a force of destruction, taking over the whole center of the map”. The type of figurative language was a simile. This contributed to tone and theme development in the poem because it shows how devastating this catastrophe was and how big of a mess it is.

6.  One specific way that I revised this poem was that I changed “like a volcano” to “like a force of destruction”. I make this change to give a better simile that more clearly shows what happened.

Another specific way that I revised this poem was that I changed “scary” to “frightening” because frightening is a better, more intense word to use.

7. Writing this poem was actually very easy because it really just flowed onto the paper. I know a lot about fortnite and it is something that I really like, so it was very easy to write about.

8. I am very satisfied with my final draft because I feel that I revised it to my best ability and it has a lot of good metaphores and similes that help to make my poem more enjoyable and understandable.

By: Jess Nguyen

Tic tok

Tic tok

The clock counting down

I’m running out of time

It was the semifinals

So close yet so far to getting 1st place

Sweat

Coming down my face

Eyes

All on me

Pressure

Everyone putting on me

10 year old me

Having all this attention

Frustration

Is as big as the universe

Overpowering people like empires

This feeling felt interminable

Frustration cries during stressful situations

I can see the panic in its eyes

But it all come down to this

Reflection Questions:

1) I published an emotion poem

2) I chose this emotion because it’s something that I feel very often so I know this feeling very well.

3) The tone of my poem is frustrated.

4) The theme of my poem is,”Even in stressful situations, just breathe”.

5) a) “Frustration cries during stressful situations I can see the panic in its eyes”.

b) This is personification.

c) It adds a bigger impact on the poem because it gives you an insight of what the poem is about.

a) “Frustration is as big as the universe, overpowering people like empires”.

b) This is a simile.

c) It shows that the frustration is building up in a person’s body.

6) a) I changed “endless feeling” to “interminable”. I changed it because I wanted the reader to know how deep the feeling was.

b) I moved “Sweat, coming down my face” to the beginning because I wanted the reader to have an image in their head of what was happening.

7) I was fairly easy because I remember this feeling like it was yesterday.

8) I have somewhat satisfied with my final draft because I feel like I could’ve done better, but I did try my best.

By Charity Witcher

Pillow.

You keep

my head warm

you provide

a soft

cussion

beneath my

tired skull

you drown out

the

sound of

thunder,

on a

stormy night

you sheild

my face

from

the darkness,

just enough

so I still see

the moonlight

You smell

like

everything

I love

But yet

you

have

no fragrance

You greet

me

when I

awake

every morning,

like an old friend

You watch,

endless episodes of

Friends

by my side

when I should

be

sleeping

But you don’t mind

You are

my silent

best friend

I am

grateful for

your understanding

You absorb my tears

like a sponge

when I cry

I will

take you

with

me

to college, when I’m

older

to my first home, when

I’m much older

than that

Because you

where there

for me

when I

first

met you