Thursday, January 5, 2017

Judes poetry

                                                            Football (acrostic)
 Fun
 Offense
 Old
 Tight end
 Ball
 Awesome
 Line men
 Linebacker









                   Turtles (limerick)


                     
   There was a Turtle who drove a car
                     
    There was a Rhino who ate glass jars
                     
    The Turtle knew an old Hen
                     
    The Hen did a lot of zen






                           


                     Airplane (me poem)


            I want to fly in the sky in a metal bird
          
            soaring high above the clouds with birds
            
           Watching the clouds fly by and then I come back
           down to earth and wait to fly again, flipping all the
          
           switches and pressing all the buttons then the
           
          engines start and I am flying.                                                                                                                         















                 Mountains (free verse)
                   
They stand sturdy and strong, standing tall                             


above the world, they were created long ago
watching the world grow and grow they sit in                                   


silence through the wind and snow standing tall


they have always been there, to some they mean


challenges to others they mean hope, but they have


Always been there.





                                  Bob (alliteration)


           My creature's creepy name is Bob
             
           Bob lives in a purple cooped up cactus
              
           Bob carelessly eats carrots and cactus


           Bob lives with Carl and carol he has


           A pet cow named Christie, Charles, Chance  also          
eats carrots













                          Thunderstorm (experience)


    I watch as the rain sprinkles the grass,lightning flashes               


    Across the sky, the grass sparkles, the rain is pouring


    Down a flash of light splits open the sky, thunder echoes


    Through the night the clouds start swirling I run inside, I


    Am safe











                            Helicopter (any rhyme)  


              Buzzing, buzzing
             
             High and low
             
             Buzzing, buzzing
             
            Fast and slow


           The helicopter has many


           Jobs but does them all











                           The outlet (shape)
                   The  it  all   Does
                  Outlet           The
              Charges           Night
                  You're           The
                 Phone           Through
                     The            Light
                     Outlet Gives us

       




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