Acrostic Poem
Free Verse Poem
Keeping my eye
On the ball in baseball It disappears at night
Letting the running backs Which no one can see
Through the holes It howls loudly
Opportunity of making it in the And has magnificent hearing
Net in basketball In the woods they are silent
It can smell it's prey
Throwing the ball to a base From miles away
Running to the other Coming in packs
End of the court To take down something giant
Nudging through for a tackle
That's my acrostic poem
Cinquain Poem Alliteration Poem
It's me A Richeila lives in Russia with brother Rodrigo
That one person Richeila eats Raisins, Red Cabbage, Rice Milk, and Raisin Bran
No one sees or knows me Richeila likes Rhinos, ramps, and rampages
From the start to the finish line Richeila roller skates round a ranch with rabbits
They will Richeila ripped my ruffled raincoat in the rain
Me Poem
I like sports and music Any Rhyme Scheme Poem
and doing card tricks
I like holidays and seasons The snow is falling, with a cold
Especially, Christmas Mornings A holiday is coming, when kids are joyful and good
I love to hear the bell ring Santa is flying, a sled with reindeer
so I can go home and start chilling Happiness of kids ripping, knowing Christmas is here
After they are opening,nothing's as good as drinking
a hot cup of cocoa
Experience Poem When kids feel that gift in their hands, laughing, and
hugging it as much as they can
Outside at night, with a cold breeze Kids smell that ham in teh oven baking, and drinking
Looking up at stars of past lives their milk nog
I sometimes wonder, Later kids go outside sledding, whenever they hear
up there if someone can help me the sled go fast on snow
As long I know that those who care When night is here and time for sleeping, they look
I can look up and at their gifts and sleep with a smile
And won't be the person I used to be Merry Christmas to whoever is listening,and good day to all
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