9Th Grade Personification Poems

I have arrived gradually, in boxes.
from foreign places, unknown sellers.
part of me was procured from a man
who told his son to come get me or...

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I chase my tail, and bark happily, 
because my master has brought me today
I make friends all over the place, careful to speak 
in the...

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They brought me out of storage today a day late.
Christmas was yesterday.
I am not giddy, not happy, not optimistic because usually
I get to be revered...

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My mossy ferns awakened, anticipating something wonderful and new.
They are coming, the violets whispered. Their tiny voices flowing through.

Faerie parades whimsically teaching my woodland creatures...

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Wolf mama here.
howling
taking care of business
feeding my cubs
tearing apart others
seeing them as food
Wolf mama here

cubs see me as playful
i can be
the hidden mom of me
well...

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She floated down into the meadow quietly, silencing the air, by stilling it.
The surrounding oak trees smiled, recognizing her power, not fully
understanding her majesty, but...

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I type hard, I type fast, I type dirty, because my owner does not care.
There are papers over and under my keyboard. 
We are a...

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We are a plethora of flavors, 
Bubbling in a silver crockpot
Seductively salty, carrot friendly,
Our potatoes cut in squarest chunks.

We bob up, and see our reflection...

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Grasslands felt them a week early,
Knew they were coming, 
Heard them from many days off.
Not in a hearing way, more of a spiritual knowing.

Grasslands had...

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A rainbow bark?
Here in the dark?
Oh, my yes,
You should see her dress!
 
Maroons and green,
Outed by the queen,
Orange and reds,
Shown as she sheds.
 
Rainbow Eucalyptus,
Seeing...

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The bonfire warms me at first, but swiftly turns from nurturing and loving 
to raging, and venomously hungry.  She is giving off a vicious,...

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I am a cold, flat, black and white rectangle, rounded corners, no frills or curls.
No one could revere me more that thirteen-year-old higher thinking boys...

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I bubble and I gurgle,
I’m tangy and I’m tasty.
Unless you stop drinking me,
Because if you do that, you really won’t be able to stand my...

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I implode into myself and 
immediately begin regenerating.
Someone throws a box on me.
I spark up, mad.
I am jumping, popping, orange and black mad now.
I almost...

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A cobbled stone made of red brick, which 
I picked up and placed on a solid white 
rock pressed against "Venus", whose tales of 
Fertile...

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I don’t like to crow, but I’m an expert at giving my enemies the I-could-not-care-less-about-you strut.
I’ll let you in on a bit of a secret....

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I was reeking of spilled grape juice yesterday. 
Today I stink like cigarettes.  
In less than two weeks I have gone from new to...

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She sneaks into town
In the middle of the night;
Sets up before daybreak.
Her colors blind the town square.

Her barkers have games set up before the crowd...

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(alternately titled one me silly more till manufactured 
from go win addle American 
non refundable private parts) 

each set of twenty three chromosomes 
the basic...

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since maintaining a diet 
of exercise heeding "yo dude" 
(you look like a lady)
the inner fitness maven against 
the temptation of high caloric junk food...

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