11Th Grade Prose Poems
These 11Th Grade Prose poems are examples of poetry about 11Th Grade Prose. These are the best examples of Prose 11Th Grade poems written by international poets.
Forever Cursed to Wail in Anguish Categories: prose, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Six empathetic demons drained the slain dragon’s blood
In a van attempt to abstain from drinking Jayfer’s life stream.
They quickly became addicted to dragon’s taste, a...
A Run on Dandelions Categories: prose, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Dandelions are in short supply the news station warned us.
If you have not had your immunizations it might be too late.
There is a limited supply...
Running Through Hell Categories: prose, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Like procrastination, stagnation
and its constipated nature is like
a high hurdle before the finish line—
a pregnant thief waiting to trounce you.
Life’s like a race running through...
THE ADVENTURES OF MOMOTARO Categories: 10th grade, 11th grade,
This is a story of an old couple who had no children of their own.
One day while the old woman was washing clothes at a...
TRUST Categories: prose, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Optimism lays the foundation,
~ whereto, ~
there are no exteriors that exist.
MISSING Categories: prose, 10th grade, 11th grade,
FINE TUNING Categories: prose, 10th grade, 11th grade,
For I've not
THE STONECUTTER FROM SHIMODA Categories: prose, 10th grade, 11th grade,
There was a man from the town of Shimoda who lived a simple and contented life.
A stonecutter by trade, he would go to the mountain...
IN A SPLIT SECOND II Categories: prose, 10th grade, 11th grade,
A train door closes packed with passengers.
Destinations being most different than others.
Typical light touches, embarrassing rubbing,
Lastly, the ever so bothersome nudging.
Unfinished conversations, from platform
IN A SPLIT SECOND Categories: prose, 10th grade, 11th grade,
THE HOURGLASS NEBULA
Be the volatile now
In the span of a
Short lived present
Welcoming its fortuitous
That fades towards a
Whereto, it fleetingly vaporizes
Into the vacuumed...
I lost Categories: 11th grade, love,
She is mighty.
Brave, powerful and one of a kind.
She is every thought that flows my lonely mind.
I, a stone that resides,
deep within her heart.
Silver Linings Categories: prose, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Look for the silver lining in everything you see,
Not all things are as they seem to be.
Abuse lurks behind poverty, frowns, money, and smiles.
Spoiler Alert Best Day Ever Categories: prose, 10th grade, 11th grade,
As I’m walking along the bay, smelling fish,
I see fishermen on the sidewalk, lining up at a particular restaurant.
I would stop but my man wouldn't...
The Truth Hurts And So Do My Bones Categories: prose, 11th grade, addiction, sick,
It starts out small, the universe didn’t just will itself into being, and like the spark that started everything, the ache in my bones sets...
Watermelon Gum: A Poem About Identity Crisis's In The City Categories: prose, 11th grade, anger, anxiety,
The words “watermelon gum” and “stifling heat” shouldn’t be synonymous with the sentiments that ripped me to shreds during the month of July--and although all...
A Poem In Which Nothing Is True Categories: prose, 11th grade, analogy, religion,
The Messiah you see painted on the ceilings of your churches and on the floors of the convenience stores on the corner are me--I know...
Bury The Baby Categories: prose, 11th grade, angst, my
The sky and the ground have given you this body and you have destroyed it! The stars and the moon have sacrificed themselves for you...
Overcoming my depression part one Categories: 10th grade, 11th grade,
Overcoming my depression. How can I best accomplish it in the troubled times like these? Frequently I recite in my mind my favorite...
Cornfields are Ouchy Categories: prose, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Cornfields are ouchy, I know. I am from the corn state – Iowa.
Corn grows on tall stalks, out in a field that has gobs of...
All Apart Together Categories: prose, 10th grade, 11th grade,
We are all in one room
Morey is playing a violent video game
because there are blood splatters on the screen
every time I look at his...