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Makenna’s Poetry Book

by Makenna Crawford

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Makenna’s Poetry Book
A book of poetry
By the one and only Makenna
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Table of Contents
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1. About Me

2. The World Is Like the Four Seasons of The Year

3. Horseback Riding Is My Worldview

4. Haiku Poems

5. The Shining Waters

6. The Burning Flames

7. Soggy Socks

8. Jumping Past The Butterflies

9. If Worldview Were A Human

10. ME
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I really enjoyed this project and learned so many things about poetry. My poems definitely got much better throughout this project as I kept learning how to make them better.
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Hi! My name is Makenna Crawford and I am a grade 9 student in PLP.
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About me
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The world is like the four seasons of a year
The world is like the four seasons of a year.

Being with loved ones is like the warm rays of a new spring day.

Being anxious of the unknown is like swimming in the ocean and not knowing what’s beneath.

Kindness is like a rainbow after a rainy

Friends helping friends is like catching snowflakes.
The wind blowing is like the sound of music.

The feeling of being accomplished is like a warm cup of hot chocolate.

Growing everyday as flowers bloom.

As we persevere and challenge new goals.

Forever changing as the days go by.
Horseback Riding Is My Worldview
Horseback riding is my worldview,

The horses being my friends,

The jumps being what I overcome everyday,

The falls showing that I can get back up again,

My instructors being my inspiration,

The boots being what keeps me going,

The people around me being my voice
that point me to the right direction,
Haiku Poems
There’s colourful leaves

They blossom and bloom all day

Then they fall and die

Foot steps in the sand

As the tide goes in and out

Suddenly all gone
Sitting and reading

As the sun shines on my face

Then a bug bites me
The Shining Waters
Ashes across the water

I looked at the sky

The sun glowed bright

The best beach day ever

The boat

I didn’t know mom always wanted to rest in the ocean

Mom’s boss

Our neighbour

Mom’s best friend

Purple snap dragons, Baby birds, Seagulls stared

Mom loves pink

SAD

She might cry

Wiped tears

Pacific ocean

The waves went up and down, up and down, and carried mom our to sea

Speck of dust floating down to the ocean floor
The words came from the book Survival Strategies of the Almost Brave, by Jen White.

The original text was changed by bringing more focus to the emotions around the mom dying. This was done by cutting out parts of the text that brought focus to the present tense. The poem describes memories of the mom and the feelings around her death
The Burning Flames
I see the smoke fill the sky

The oder of the fumes drift up my nose

The Worlds water warms with widespread wildfires
Feel the heat from the hot sun

Climate Crisis Crushing Cluelessly

I hear the Crackle of the flames burning behind me

The wind blows and wherever it goes it flows and slows
I can feel the heat from far away

Feeling frightful from forest fires

The smokey sunset shines then gets swept away

Picked up my the fires
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