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Poetry Yaliz 704

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4/6/09-

             It's going, it's going, it's gone

             The thing, whatever it was zoomed by

             like a thunderbolt, leaving,to trace,what so ever

             So scary, like a jet plane

             taking off from the airport

               

             The only choice is gone

             The chance to turn around has

             flown away

             Where do you turn now when

             everything is

             GONE

 

4/6/09-

            '' Play Ball ''

          Hey batter ,hey batter, swing!!

          Strike 1,2,3

         3 Outs

         Step up to that plate

         and hit it !!

         I wanna play ball, that what i wanna do

         You can't stop me

         2 teams, 1 purpose

         WIN THE GAME !!

 

4/7/09 -

             La familia

             y amigos

             Comes immigration

             for the US.

             Expecting Liberty

             and Latinos.

             Bringing their Music and Dances.

             Playing the Trumpet to make some noise.

             Looking at Nature all around us.

            Good place to play el Baseball.

             Eating chocolate

            and watching Animals.

            Making it come into one Drawing.

            At the one place, that leads you

            to your future.

 

4/8/09-

            How do you

            write

            in a way

            that you can express yourself?

            Do you write someting

            with alot of meaning?

            Or little meaning?

            You can say it's

            undifinable

            When you look at it

            on paper.

            You would say someone

            left  their feeling here

            In other words 

           it's poetry.

 

4/20/09-

              All the best pearls, are always hidden.

              It must be protected from an harm

             The predators would look for a way in.

             the prey must then hid.

             The prey would meed a wall of men.

             More stonger and greater than the predator.

            On an open field, 

            the prey might need more than just a wall of men.

            But for the protection of the prey,

            it might need a wall of swords.

            To slay,

            every last bit of the predator.

 

4/22/09-WHAT DO YOU KNOW?

              You see something

              that is unknow to you.

              But your mind its a ding.

              You walk over and investigate

              Once you have reached it.

              New doors open up for you.

              You open up your mind for new things

              It doesn't matter if you don't completey

             understand the unknown.

             Aleast it has shown you something new.

             As long that you're courius enough 

             to absord the knowlage.

            Once you have reached the last door,

             you know that your couriusity can lead you

             into more.

                    Your Dreams

             A wise man once said

            '' im not smarter than anyone,

              im just more cuorius. ''

 

4/27/09-

               Octavian Nothing Volume 1      p.212

               The fevers for some

               were passing.

 

               Children

               now played

               in the yard.

               Women went on long

               constitutional walks

               with their husbands

               and beaux through the fields

               of the house.

               Slaves went before them

               carrying red banners

               to warn off

               field hands

               and poachers.

 

5/1/09 -

               Workin' on my way to freedom

               Passing him or her

               Trying to escape

               on my last shot

               Stopping at every corridor

               Checking if the sons of animal beings

               came by.

               They left their marks.

               white but written

               Top of the line

               they ask me

               '' show what you got

               I said

               '' Head of ma Class

               dont need hall pass''

 

5/4/09-

               Walkin' home

               from a jail that got books and paper

               All aone on this raging night

               But there ain't nowhere

               else

               I rather be.

               Here on the streets

               The place where can teach

               The same place where

               I was born.

 

               The grey concrete

               is the sea in this town.

               But I wouldn't

               take a plane jet

               to take a trip

               from here to Rome

 

               So I'll just

               sit my ass done

               here at home

 

5/4/09-

               Having friends that don't fall off their stem

               is the best kind.

               As hard as the wind blows

               they won't go away

               But once the winter hits

               it's not possible for them

               to stay.

               All alone,

               dark,

               and shallow.

               But out comes a new ray.

               When the new seasons come

               you expect them to grow back

               But they neglect to come back

               So things change

               and come new petals

               Then the cycle starts

               over again.

               But with a better beginning

               every time.

 

5/11/09-

               Take your time

               even if its valuable

               They always say

               '' Soni Boy, your wasting your life

               go find something better to do''

               I'll take my time

               if I want to

               I say

               ''That's the world for me

               I  can't find nothin' else

               to do''

               They'll take their time

               thinking what to do

               with me.

               '' Soni Boy, your all messed up

               what can we do?

               Ain't there something we can do?''

               There's never enough time.

               '' I'll find time

               but i have to find my watch first''

 

5/13/09-

               There's an

               angel.

               I rather see.

               The shine in your eyes

               is my guide.

               Your hair moving to

               the beats of my heart.

               Your heart is mine.

               The one that pumps

               red love into mine.

               You,

               the Hercules

               in my one world fairy tale.

 

5/13/09-

               Fire burns

               The pain burns

               Fuego is the

               last thing you

               want to feel.

               The pain of a spear

               Aim dead at your heart

               Ready to give you pain

               in a shape of a flame.

 

5/13/09-      Numbers of my Life

               Five,

               a big hive,

               in it

               my past lives

               Four,

               I don't need no more

               I have enough to

               make mi vida a tour

               Three,

               I jump with glee

               because i know

               they are always around me.

               Two,

               more than my crew.

               We hear a boo

               we say who you?

               One,

               I dont feel like i won

               I feel like a ton.

5/15/09-     I DON'T FEAR!

               Too scared

               aren't you?

               Afraid you'll lose

               your precious little gift. Huh?

               I'm not afraid!

               I'm not ashamed!

               For what I done

               can be fixed.

               With these hands, 

               you'll won't see that image again.

               You're afraid!

               It's so true.

               You won't even go near it!

               Why bother keep it? Huh?

               When you don't have the courage

               to deserve it.

               It was meant for me! 

               so thats why i still have it with me.

               So i do deserve it! 

               Either I'm me

               or a changed person.

               It stays with me

               ......................... (silent)       

 

 

 

 

 

Comments (4)

mswilliams said

at 11:01 am on Apr 30, 2009

I think your third poem here is great! Nice work so far

dannyl704 said

at 6:02 pm on May 5, 2009

cool!

mswilliams said

at 11:26 am on May 21, 2009

Love these lines: "When you look at it on paper./You would say someone/left their feeling here" They are really strong because I get an image of someone reading a book of poems that a mystery person left on a desk somewhere. Nice job overall. Are the last two found poems or just inspired by the book? Keep it up!

nathaly said

at 8:38 pm on Jun 7, 2009

omg i love da poem on 5/4/09 and the fear one! it's so true! u did a great jobs on most of da poems! and who read my poems. da fire one waz deep i liked it. the angel 5/13/09 waz so sweet it's a 1 of me favoritos poems with the fear and 5/4/09. i like those poem lets trade some poems. <3 da poems and u rock as a bff!
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