Metaphor
1.Love is a candy.
2.Hate is terrorist bombing the Statue of Liberty.
3.Life is play-doh.
4.Friendship is the universe.
Simile
1.Community meetings are like watching paint dry.
2.Passes are like going massages.
3.The gym is like a sauna
4.My house is like a arcade.
Personification
1.Moon had a bright smile on Saturday.
2.The flower danced as the wind blew.
3.My phone cried for me to answer it.
4.My car was spitting as I was pulling onto the side of the freeway.
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Thursday, February 17, 2011
SPA Poem
Life on campus is like a hell. It sucks, there is always something bad going on and someone is always getting hurt. It makes me smile. I like when people suffer, its like a reality show. I love it when someone say something behind some one back and when people fight. My favorite is when people falsely accuse other students. It make my world some much better.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
"Grape Sherbet" Blog post 2011
In the story "Grape Sherbert" These kids Talk about grabe sherbert which is their favorite food. One way I relate to this is when use to love shrimp. when I was younger my family didn't always take me and my brothers out to fancy resturants often. When she did I always got shrimp because it was so delicouse to me bnecause I rarely had it. Now that my family is more wealthy we eat shrimp alot and it is like a every day food so I stopped likeing it.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
My Lyric Poem.
I hate it when people hurt me
I hate it when people can’t see that they are bugging me
I hate it when people stare at me
I hate it when people call me this and that
I hate when people hate me cause I’m black
I hate when my family is struggling
I hate when my brothers are starving
I hate it when people lie
I hate it when people cry
I hate
I hate
I hate everyone
Including me.
I hate it when people can’t see that they are bugging me
I hate it when people stare at me
I hate it when people call me this and that
I hate when people hate me cause I’m black
I hate when my family is struggling
I hate when my brothers are starving
I hate it when people lie
I hate it when people cry
I hate
I hate
I hate everyone
Including me.
"I am Offering This Poem" by Jimmy Santiago Baca / Classwork
In the poem "I am Offering This Poem" it expresses love. In the poem the author tells how e iks like a scarf keeping you warm or like a pair of thick thick socks keeping the freezing air from making your feet cold. Also after stanza he would say "I love you." Thats why the emotion of this story is love.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
"Same Song" Paragraph
I think it should be a priority to look good. First, it shows that you care about yourself, but there are some people who just can't afford nice clothes but that doesn't mean they can't make them selves look appropriate. In the sory "Same Song " the kids were not trying to look good for themselves but for other people. For example when the girl put on jeans that didn't fit she wasn't doing it for her self but for other people ,so she good look skinny. Overall I think that people should look good for themselves instead of looking good for other people.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
"Heart! We will forget him!" Paragraph
I think that the narrator treats her heart as a person because when we are hurt we need a person by our side. We use this as a defense mechanism to help us feel loved. Usually we tend to talk to ourself, but in some cases we talk to stuff animals, real animals or imaginary characters. When I get heart broke I talk to myself or two my pets.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Paragraph to Persuade You to Read My Poem
I think students should miss rosie because it is a sad but true story about a women who uses idioms to describe her apperance. She used to be the most beautiful gal in Georgia until she got old. What thought she was trying to say is, should people care how they look knowing in the future you will rot and become unattractive? I also think that she was saying yes because you can look back and say that you were that person.
Imagery in a Song
A song thats represents my life using imagery is" A House Is Not A Home" by Luther Vandross. It is explain how empty I feel when I'm lonely. It makes me feel like there is someone who understands what I goin threw. I first started listening to it when my mom layed in the car one morning. She said it was one of her favorites too. I recomend everyone to listen to this song it will change how you see things. If you want listen to the song click the URL below.
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/luthervandross/ahouseisnotahome.html
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/luthervandross/ahouseisnotahome.html
Thursday, February 3, 2011
A Storm in the Mountains” One with Nature
When I was in Long Beach I had a argument with my uncle and ran away. I didn't kow were I was going but I really didn't care at the time. I wandered for hours crying and trying to get the frusturation out of my system. I started getting tired and hungry so I went to a park. It was at least 10:00. I crawled up against a tree to try to sleep. I looked up at the sky and the stars looke so beautiful. As I gazed at the stars I felt whole, I felt one with nature because it calmed me down and made me forget about my problems. I then left and walked around still looking at the stars. Until I walked into a street light. Then I slept under that street light for the rest of the night peacefuly.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Imagery in a Selected Poem Paragraph
In the story "The Haunted Palace" by Edugar Allan Poe I visualized a giant castle with ghost and trapped doors. Also imagined Scooby-Doo and the gang there solving a mystery. I also imagined lightening and wolfs houling to the moon.
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