Evangelines PLP Poetry 

Caden’s world view World view struts into the room It says “wassup homies” No one replies Worlds view yells: “Screw you, you should have said wassup back!” World view goes to anger eat It has animal crackers World view leaves The end

Haikus Haikus are so weird I do not like to write them I wish we didn’t Poems are not bad But some of them suck a lot Just like haikus do Writing is so hard Especially bad haikus ‘Cuz you have to count

Metaphor poem I used to think life was a flower With thorns and buds and leaves I used to think life was a blanket that only the most talented artist weaves I used to think life was an ocean The most unpredictable sea But now I know life is nothing Except what you decide it will be

Simile poem Life is like a box of chocolates, Life is like stealing a line from a movie you only finished half way. Life is like the cutest puppy on the rainiest day, Except some people don&apos;t like dogs and some people don&apos;t like the rain. Life is like a book without any words, and life is like a pencil. Expect some people prefer pens

Sound poem My sound poem is about when you hit an ace in volleyball. (when a player serves the ball and the opposing team is unable to pass it.) Fwhet- the whistle Huugh haugh-breathing in and out to try and clam your nerves BowPshu- hitting the ball Sheeqk- the other team moving across the floor to get the ball Muyh-bcow - the other team starting to “mine” before the ball bounces off them Bounce bounce bouboubounce- the ball hitting the ground Clap clap- the cheers from your team and audience Wooo Thud thud clap- the clear our team does when someone hits an ace Volleyball is a really important part of my world view because the first time I played I was really bad and was at a camp with people who where way way better than me and generally when I am not good at something immediately I give up but with volleyball i kept practice and now I’m on a pretty good team that over 150 people tried out for

Imagery poem Is about how beautiful the world looks in the early morning and just after the sun sets. I feel lie since these are the times when people are either just waking up or just slowing down, there are a lot less energies so its a really awesome time to look and notice how beautiful the world looks and to take the time to really look at the world around you.

Self portrait poem When i draw a self portrait it always looks off. I draw my eyes in colourful disarray The paint brushes are too bright. The strokes are too vague. The canvas too thin. I can’t capture the essence. I can’t capture who I am right now.

Experience poem The waves lap against the bow The cold water spraying my feet and legs It’s cold. I have to stay. I don’t want to miss seeing another wave crash against the craggy rocks, Seeing the wind blown trees on the cliff tops, Seeing how the sun on the ocean makes it look like a starry night sky. I don’t want to leave the feeling of the wind in my hair to just rush past experienced by no one I can’t miss it. And I don&apos;t. But I miss it everyday.

Imagery poem The mist in the morning is as beautiful as the darkness of dusk. The dew sparkling on the fresh blades of grass is not unlike the first faintly sparkling stars shining in the darkening sky. The dewdrops reflect the new clouds and the new day. The stars in the dark sky reflect distant worlds back to us. It’s quiet the world is not awake and not asleep. The mist in the morning rolls over the calm water and the sun soaked mountains. The darkness of dusk inhales the mist like a breath and it fades into the stars, ready for tomorrow.

Hi!! Thank you so much for reading! I am currently an almost 14 year old teen living in Canada who just wrote her first (and maybe last) poetry book! I love art, and to read and write, and to listen and play music. I hope even though most you don’t know me very well this book helped you understand how my head works and how i see the world!!!

Metaphor poem I wrote this poem because sometimes I need to remember that i get to choose how my life is going to turn out and life is only going to be a flower or artist or ocean i i decide thats what it will be.

Self portrait poem I choose for my complimentary text to use one of paintings thats wasn’t supposed to be me because like it says in the poem i think I’m constantly charging and who i am right now doesn’t stay still enough for my to paint a good enough picture.

Simile Poem This poem is about how i can somtimes try to latch onto other peoples ideas and personalities

Experience poem The experience poem was about boat trip i took in the summer and it shaped my world view by showing me how big the world is and because it was a time I felt i was really looking at the world around me instead of just having my days blur together Ike they do for most of the school year. (Also when describing the rocks a said craggy which is the name of our friends boat who we went on the trip with)

Haikus The haikus are about writing haikus which is something i don’t like to do.

Caden’s world view poem We had to personify someone’s world view and since we wrote this poem in a group the poem was about one of my group members world view and how it might act.

Sound poem Fwhet Huugh haugh BowPshu Sheeqk Muyh-bcow Bounce bounce bouboubounce Clap clap Wooo Thud thud clap

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