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I know I don’t mean so much to you, But please just hug me tighter, I’m just a bear who wants some love, From a little girl like you,

Then she started to cry, She has remembered, Her tears are falling on to me, For she is hugging me tighter now Please don’t make me cry, She has stopped crying, She looks at me, I look at her, She’s say’s “Why did she have to leave.”

by Adriana

Little girl By Mary I stand in the corner Where one sees me. I can not bear to see tears of black sorrow Coming out instead of joy. Grandma sits in The bed sleeping, every one is crowded around Her. I come up close to her and whisper in her ear, “What is your heart trying to tell you”? She says. “Quit child I am sleeping, but If you insist on listening. It is telling me That you must inside your heart And treasure every breath”. After that grandma never woke up. She was the only person with joy on that shiny face I did as I was told and put it inside my heart To remember.

That is my will my loving children. I have no money to give. I have no money to give. When I die remember every Breathe and treasure it.

I wish that we never had this argument Me too but please don’t hurt me with that Why not Because I thought that we were getting to become good friends Well I am going to burn your whole entire mouth what do you say to that fool I say bring it on Are you sure? Yes. Wait let me first just ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ha-ha I never knew that it was going to hurt that bad Well I did Any more things that you would like me to do to your super ugly face What did you just call me? I said your stupid ugly face and I can’t even see how your mom or dad can look at that ugly face that’s probably why they kicked you out of the house. You take that back Make me take that back I can’t make you take that back but I can do something else What is that? Can I see that screwdriver? Sure Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww I will show you if you want me to show what Take this Take what Wait for it, gang come out here (there isn’t even a gang there) Ok ok I am very very sorry it wont happen again Just so you know no gang even came out here, I am not even in a gang and I don’t even know one gang so you just admitted that you are a huge scary


 * Questions? By: gabe**

Snowboard? What is that? Oh, You mean the thing I am holding! Can you use this thin here in Florida? I pose for the money. I do not pose for knowledge. I do like the shades though. But really why is this company in Florida?


 * I Dream By: gabe**

Flash I dream of the snow, cold under my board Flash I dream of the jump ahead Flash I dream of flying high in the air Flash I face plant in the snow Flash I wake up __ The big jump __ By Laurel Bliss Tap tap tap tap The sound of a boys feet walking across boards About to jump He didn’t know this would come to his death That splish splash would be the last thing he heard That his mothers scream would echo in his ears for eternity He was so young And that day he was crushed forever His feet would never tap again __ The big jump from a different perspective __ By Laurel Bliss He walked out on the plank Ready as he’d ever be to jump He was starting to sweat His heart was really beating now All his friends had done it But his heart told him not to He climbed down the ladder The next person went That person’s heart beats no more He was glad he listened to his heart

The Catch By Liliana

Its yellow eyes glowing brightly, Shining in the night. It was coming toward us. Its scales bumpy, Its teeth sharp and ready to attack. It was slowly breathing. In out, in out, in out. I didn’t know what trouble we were going to face if we failed. All it took was a rope around the beast’s nose. Bam! Bam! Bam! Together we took a leap on the back. We are famous. We together caught the yellow glowing eyes shining in the night.

A man is what I saw. Why can’t they just leave? They’re fingers were getting closer. Nobody shall kill a creature as burly as I. But I got caught. A rope around my nose. Why couldn’t they just leave me alone? I remember the great days with my family. Now I am A crocodile that had got caught.

Now we are here. Finally. Getting photos taken of us. With our prize catch. We will let it go once we enjoy our pride.

The hands that pick them up are wise. As if they too have been lost for a while. Not lost in thought, But in the ground that surrounds it. Lost in the deep dirt of the soul

He picks up the pair of eyes, Eyes that haven't been used for sight in a long time, For they can see farther than his own. As If they could show him what he's looking for.

All the pain built up in a glance As he longs for what he can't have The eyes that stare through to the silence Are the only truths As they look placidly back on what they cant have.

Wallis = Whisper = The words

Falling from her lips like leaves in autumn

Poetic and calming, I knew we were friends

Just by tiny sounds she was making I knew exactly what she was saying

Soothed by her words, I stood perfectly still

Though my insides were jumping and popping like crickets

Then she finished

I smiled but I wished she would keep talking

I knew, though, that once you heard a secret, you couldn’t say it or hear it again

Because it would never be the same

So I was quiet, but in my mind I said her special words over and over

And I was happy. -Sarah

Joshua J.

I stand here, with my life hanging on a string. Will I fall, or will I climb to safety.

War is one of those things, you just can’t avoid, and so I am here in Iraq, with my parents worrying their hearts out at home.

I have my camouflage suit, and my high-powered weapon, but I wonder, when will all this end.

I stand here, with my life hanging on a string. Will I fall, or will I climb to safety.

Derrick  I hate this job. What was I thinking? It must have looked cool on those be army strong commercials. I mean all I do is kill people. I want to go back to my wife and baby girl. I have not even seen Ashley in person. Web cam does not count. Right now I am sniping. I am looking at the enemy but I see my baby girl. I need to keep them out of my mind. This is what supports them I don’t get much so I need to do well. I hate this job. Where was my judgment? I should have gone with the football player or the oil rigger. O well this is where I stand. O no he sees me what should I do. He is reloading. Booooooooooom. Plop. Where am I? Ashley is that you. I’m out of that place. Hoorayyy. ** The Dragon! ** It’s coming! What do you mean what’s coming? The dragon named Fligibobslimbuming.

Run for your lives I’ll bet he has knives! The dragon named Fligibobslimbuming.

I can hear his footsteps! I bet he’d crush doorsteps! I feel his breath, what stinky breath Of the dragon named Fligibobslimbuming.

I run. I trip, oh why did I skip. It lands on my back! MY BACK MY BACK ITS EATING MY BACK! It jumps to my head! I wish I was dead! I hear his scream: MMMMMEEEEEEOEOOOAWWW! The cry of the dragon named Fligibobslimbuming.

It jumps in front of my face at a lightning pace. I close my eye’s not wanting that dreadful surprise. I feel his tongue on my face! Again and again and again. I open my eyes.

And that my dear friends is why I get teased at school For being afraid of the kitten named Fligibobslimbuming.

“ How am I going to do this!?” “ I’ve never done this before.” “ Everything is so BIG on me.” “ My glove, my hat, my pants.” “ Except my feet.” “They’re just right.” “ They feel so coushined and soft in the warm grass on our farm.” “ Here it comes.” “ I don’t think I can do this.” I’m only 4.” “ Goodbye world and all who inhabit it.” “ OOF!” “ My aching head.” “ The pain the agony.” “ Honey are you okay?!?!” “ I don’t know” “ What happened?!” “ The last thing I saw was a white ball.” (Sort of) I love playing ball on the farm tiring to be the best there is. Sounds so satisfying the ball hitting Your glove but I missed It hit me like a log right on the head. The unwelcoming, hard knee scraping ground, my question: is wasting my time, getting my head hit, And banging up my knees really worth all this? I had to get up though, I can’t lose the game! I can’t. I woke to the couch looking down at me like a strange animal “I’m o.k.” I got up Then a feeling of fire was I my chest I looked down. In my suspenders pocket Was the ball! I caught it! (Sort of) By Wilyum Fry Dylan’s Poem Gasp Gasp Gasp I am almost there Wait why am I feeling weird almost like not me Now I am seeing things My head feels weird also I am so close I need to touch that wall to win, almost there Gasp Gasp Gasp What are all those little balls It looks like DNA balls almost Now one side is lighter than the other side SOOOOOOOO clllloooossseee aaaaaahhhhhhhhh Slap! AND KATIE HOFF WINS (the announcer) Yes! Pop (She takes her goggles off the sights are not there) That was weird I hope it isn’t something serious

By Dylan G. I Love My… By J.B. I love my dog he is black and white I love my dog with all my heart I love my dog and the way he runs around. I said I love my dog, my best friend.

I love my owner she has blonde hair and rosy cheeks. I love my owner with all my heart. I love my owner and the way she hugs I said I love my owner, my best friend.

Back

The door opens. I look up from my book. I freeze. I’ve haven’t seen him in so long. I open my arms and he comes running. We hug. Me and my dog. Together. He licks my face. I laugh. Just like good old times. But then the vet walks in. He looks sad. He talks to my parents quietly and points at my dog. I get scared. He walks over and slowly picks up my dog and takes him into a different room. They take a long time before they come out. I don’t see my dog. Only a big bulky sheet. I know what happened. But I don’t want to face the truth. Mommy said he will be happier where he went. Daddy said we had no choice. I only have one question. Why did god choose my poor dog to join him?

-Celeste Padula

Overalls grabbing at my shoulders and kness Bright hair swinging Gracie's tail wagging uncontrollably Her toffee coat softer than tears dropping off your chin Under my two year old arms I feel her heart pulsing after our playing I wonder if she is thinking,"I love you" Her massive tongue surprising my cheek And I think,"I love you too, Gracie" -F Ouch! Why must this girl and dog walk on me I need band aids Why are they hugging and licking each other? How do two different species form such a tight bond? Why do their feet feel so good now? What is happening? How am I feeling their affection? How are they pouring their love into me? How did they heal me so quickly? They did not use band aids They healed with love -F

Dog Tricks By Lizzie

Ah, a hug I’ve been waiting for that. I am one step closer to getting her dinner. So, a wag of the tail, A lick on the cheek. She looks happy. A treat awaits. Ok, I’ve got to remain clam. Wag, smile, and beg I have to beg. How humiliating The other dogs in the neighborhood are probably laughing. She’s reaching for the dog treats She has them. I leap in the air and she falls. There are treats all around me .  I have more than I bargained for. Ha person I fooled you at last. I will try again tomorrow With a wag of my tail and a sweet little look. //Check 1, Check 2,// //Ladies and gentlemen of the cabin:// //I would like to inform you// //That we will be landing at LAX Airport in about 1-½ minutes. Make you’re that your seatbelt is securely tightened. . Please put all of your trash in the trash bag. Thank and I hope you have a nice trip over here in L.A.//

(Sigh). I hate chess. Why am I even playing it? I always play chess thinking I’ll like it. Everyone loves chess. Why can’t I love it too? Look at that guy. Sipping his coffee, trying to cover that bald spot. What a goof. I just want to go home. Why did I ever sign up for this stupid chess tournament? I’ve lost every game so far. Here comes the inspector. What a toad. He looks like Frankenstein. Would it kill him to slouch? Just a little? And what about those two goons smoking their cigarettes. I bet you anything that they will jump that guy they’re eyeballing as soon as he walks out the building. Max Cook
 * “Well boys, how was your flight?”**
 * “I-it-w-was-f-fi-fine; except for the night.”**
 * “Well what was wrong with the night on the flight.”**
 * “I was shaking because it was scary and I was in a real fright.”**
 * “Why where you in such a fright in the night on the flight?”**
 * “There were big scary lights!”**

My Picture Poem

Dad stop kissing me, People are watching! Hey, you, over there What are you lookin’ at? Oh, shut up it’s not like you don’t make out With your fat girlfriend. Yah, that right, go home and cry, You big meany Butt!

Dad, how many times do I have to tell you? STOP KISSING ME!!!!!

//Sydney// He said goodbye for the last time, then. If I’d known I’d never see him again I would have thrown my arms around him. But I was young and small with grubby clothing and a big heart, I didn’t know more than love, then. Two people stood and watched. The looks on their faces told me they knew what the future would bring. Sadness and maybe anger clouded their eyes, But I didn’t pay much attention to them then, Only the bus that drove away as soon as my father got on, never to see me again. But I was young, with grubby clothing, and a big heart how was I supposed too know what was ahead. All I saw that day was blurred by everlasting tears.
 * Goodbye **

Little girl Red shirt Yellow skirt Hair sprouting out of her bow Little girl calling Who is she calling? "Hellwo? Will you be my fwend?" I will be your friend little girl Don't leave my phone hanging here Don't leave my booth Don't leave me Please stay little girl Little girl will you be my friend? No please don't leave Another user gone Another almost friend But who would be friends with me? I'm only a phone booth -F The Real Life of a Bike By Aidan Brooks Why did I have to be a bike? Why couldn’t I have been a blender? But, no dad wanted a bike in the family. If only mom had gotten her way. I would have been a happy toaster sitting at home toasting stuff. I can’t wait till they scrap me and I can be built into something else. I wonder how the helmets feel being on top and all? Why do they have to put their grubby hands all over me? And why are they so happy? It bugs me. I want to turn on the brakes so badly right now, But that might kill them, So I won’t. I wonder how grandpa Phil is enjoying being a blender? The only thing I do like about these people is that they take care of me well. I never (sob) wanted (sniff) to be (sob) a BIIIIIIKE! (cry) (sob) (sniff) (sigh) But I can’t change what already is so I’m (sob) going (sniff) to Live. ):   The Runner   I remember when he was little

Always running around the house

While I would try to keep up.

He was always the fastest on the team

And was a great sport

.he said when he was little that he would

Be the best player there ever was

And just look at him now. - J.C

The Runner By Arianna Sanson

“ Go!” I run forward. The rhythm of my feet against the loose gravel, The wind rushing past my ears, My heart beating in my chest, The music of the track. I focus on running, Faster and faster, I do not hear the cheers as I pass the finish line. I just keep running. I finally stop, The line far behind me. My friends come behind me, Telling me I did great, But I am not saticefide. I will try again and again, But not today. It will be getting dark soon, The sun is disappearing behind the trees in the distence. Another end to another day, But there is always tomorrow… Do you remember, sweet sister, how cold the water was, and how blue? Our teeth chattered, Our lips blued, Our toes ached, buried in sand as soft as cotton confetti. Our hearts were warm, though.

Not so warm now, are they? I could not take your hand the last time I saw you, Could not find smile that used to come so easily to my face when I was with you.

Simpler days, then, In the cold water, Ever so warm.

-Brian



Why am I always put on dirty floors, hallways, pegs, and other disgusting things? Why does the person who carries me around put me on the disgusting street just to make a phone call? Cigarettes, vomit, spit, and other gross, nasty things could’ve been there seconds ago from where I was sitting, impatiently. She finally picks me up. I was expecting to be washed after sitting there, but she took me home without washing me. “Why aren’t you washing me? I have been on a disgusting street for about five minutes!” I said. She never heard, so she never washed me. EVER. -Jade