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Carson Chandler Poem
I'm
Hooked
On a tree.
No matter what I try
I can't find a solution,
Despite my New Years' resolutions,
I always (every year)
end up here.
I'm hooked on a tree.
Some call it an addiction, But I say that's wrong diction,
I'm |
just (ME)
stuck
on a
tree.
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Carson Chandler Poem
Whirling twirling swirling
A stream.
Flowing, going, slowing,
A river.
Stilling... chilling... filling...
A lake.
Crashing. Smashing. Bashing.
A flood.
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Carson Chandler Poem
A poem
Created by someone who
Really likes an
Order of
Some letters.
The order
Is usually making a word or organizing
Characters alphabetically.
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Distant babble, a shout, an egg beater,
What does the clock say?
More noise, a dream dancing just beyond memory’s reach,
Where are my glasses?
6:45, no, 8:54
I found them on the sill.
Down one, then two floors,
The babble becomes intelligible.
Mom’s answering emails
Bob plays Toy Crush
I see Zac reading
Despite the lack of hush
Lydea and Becca make us pancakes,
No, it’s muffins that they make.
What kind is still in question
Because the batter isn’t done.
Violet yells at random people,
But she is only four.
She throws a yellow tape measure,
It skitters across the floor.
Haylee’s still asleep
How, I do not know.
But in her sleep she misses
What is going on below.
Dad is at the temple
Diligently serving God
He wants his family all to know
That his devotion is still strong.
Saturdays and family
Are pretty much the best.
Except for when my mom says
“Now clean up your huge mess.”
Still I wouldn’t trade them for the world
Though into it I’m being hurled
And when I think of imminent leaving
My heart in two is slowly cleaving
But it’s time to go
So they should know,
I’ll keep them close to me.
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Carson Chandler Poem
I really like this project
That my lit teacher gave me.
It's as if you told a sailor
"You must go join the navy."
I wish we did more poem in class,
I think they're pretty cool.
Because there are so many
Interesting poetic tools.
A hammer will hit the reader hard,
Nails will make sure it sticks,
A drill will pierce them to the heart,
And a latch will make it click.
Poems are quite amazing,
A fact I must admit.
So don't be afraid to start to write,
Just have some fun with it!
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We go to battle
Shoulder to shoulder,
for our freedom
our country
our beliefs
our equality.
We give our lives for
Life.
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Carson Chandler Poem
I thought about maybe
writing a poem
about a poem,
But I didn't.
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Carson Chandler Poem
Why can't I be a poetry?
I clearly know how
To write a poet,
And poetry writes poets.
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I went to the writing lab and they said this wasn't poetry but they're wrong.
It's poetry, just with a box on it's head, so you can't see it.
Cuz' my teacher told me to try some biblical poetry,
And I chose one that would challenge me.
I tried this weird one.
I tried it even though I knew it would be hard.
Cuz' Ms. Powell gave my class this project with poetry.
I tried this weird kind of poetry that really doesn’t sound like poetry.
The people in the writing lab couldn’t figure out what this was. Can you do it?
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Carson Chandler Poem
On the verge of
a cliff. I
Stop and wait, I'm
Aware, I'm
Awake.
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