Makenna’s Poetry Book
A book of poetry
By the one and only Makenna
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1. About Me2. 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
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.
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.
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,
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
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
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
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
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 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
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
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
Feeling frightful from forest fires
The smokey sunset shines then gets swept away
Picked up my the fires