K- k bye
E- eeeh... not so mush
N- no, just no
Z- zoop
I- idiot
E- euphemisms
Friday, May 18, 2018
life is like a river
LIFE IS LIKE A RIVER
Life is like a river it is fun and smooth and majestic and then the rapids come and then you get tossed around and then you get put in to a pit of dis pare and after that you pull your self topn land then your safe and happy.
Life is like a river it is fun and smooth and majestic and then the rapids come and then you get tossed around and then you get put in to a pit of dis pare and after that you pull your self topn land then your safe and happy.
Summer
As the summer sun comes
out the cold winter clounds
hides away until next winter
The flowers bloom,
the trees turn bright green
and the birds start to come out.
The weather turns into
Bright sunny and
Sometimesr rain days
out the cold winter clounds
hides away until next winter
The flowers bloom,
the trees turn bright green
and the birds start to come out.
The weather turns into
Bright sunny and
Sometimesr rain days
c h a m p i o n s
i feel the anticipation building
watching closely from the stands
as we shoot the first PK
the crowd explodes
as the ball splashes into the goal
now up by two in the shootout.
one last blocked goal
and the win is in our hands,
lined up on the fence
watching victory come to life.
watching closely from the stands
as we shoot the first PK
the crowd explodes
as the ball splashes into the goal
now up by two in the shootout.
one last blocked goal
and the win is in our hands,
lined up on the fence
watching victory come to life.
r e l a y
you get ready
pencil in
hand.
it all starts off when it makes
its way down the page feeling
powerful.
suddenly you drop the pencil
and pick up the pen behind
you.
you drive to the edge of the paper
and with to the black maker that
makes the drawing tense and
fierce.
it all comes down to the
sharpie that makes the
drawing to its highest
peak.
it all comes down to the
end and the drawing is
looking like a gold
medal.
pencil in
hand.
it all starts off when it makes
its way down the page feeling
powerful.
suddenly you drop the pencil
and pick up the pen behind
you.
you drive to the edge of the paper
and with to the black maker that
makes the drawing tense and
fierce.
it all comes down to the
sharpie that makes the
drawing to its highest
peak.
it all comes down to the
end and the drawing is
looking like a gold
medal.
Hey, Kenzie, could you STOP UNTYING MY SHOELACE PLEASE
heyvsaucemichaelhereandtodaywellbetalkingabouttimedilationhahafunnyisisnotwellitsafactbutwhatisafactitisafactifyoumustknowbutwhatisfictionthatsabetterquestiontofullunderstandthiswemustgobackintimetotheninteenthcenturytofindamedeusgooplenerwhoveryfamousprobablymostsofortheinventionofroofshinglesbutwhatdoroofshingleshavetodowiththeinventionoffictionwellintheyearfifteenofiveonthatsixereightmrgooplenerwastalkinguproofshinglestotheliteraturecoastheywereconsideringabuildingwithroofshinglesbutfiftythreeyearsearlierhewaswashinghiscarandhadtheideaoffictionjewasassassinatedthoughsothirtyyearsearlieranotherdudewhosenameiscompletelyincomprehensiblethehumanmindbutwellcallhimjeffnowjeffhadbeenfamousforinventingtimetravelforthreehundredandseventyoneyearsbuthehadbeendeadsincehewasneverbornandisalsohisowndadandisalsoimmortalbutalsoneverexistedsoanywayinonetwentyninewolfgangdouglassimpactonourlittleblueballwasbiggerthananyoneshainventedsoundhowisthatpossibleandasalwaysthanksfor watching.
march
Acting as a pirate swinging from ship to ship.
Heroically
Swash buckling from my own crows nest down .
the cool air blowing through my hair, the cold water splashing up in my face.
as i gloriously swing.
but then my grip starts to loosen then i realize my feet are dragging through the ice cold water.
i seem to be being lowered into the water
into the depths
into my conscious
Then i was abruptly awoken
cold water on my face,bed,and clothing
my mom standing above me
my dog and cat
jumping around me licking my face
i try to go back to sleep but i can't but then
MORE WATER!
so i decided to get up
my dad yelling up to my bedroom that breakfast is
ready
so i get dressed and run down stairs ready for my first day of school.
When I thought we were friends
I felt like I was missing something
Something that made me feel different
Some would say that I felt like an outcast
I felt so messed up
I missed you
You never came to talk to me
Not like you used to
You said you were my friend
But I knew you never meant it
Why did she take you from me
I did nothing to her
I just wanted a friend
One that actually cared about me
One that didn’t just leave me
I was sad
I was scared
I was alone
I had no one and you thought I was fine
Well
I wasn’t
Everyone loved her even you
A very close friend
A friend I cared about
I guess I needed more to impress you
I’m sorry I wasn’t good enough for you
But if you were really my friend
I wouldn’t be here
On the edge
Of my fate
FortunatelyUnfortunately
Fortunately, the 12- year old boy got a lot of candy on Halloween. Unfortunately, a big mean bully came and stole all the boy’s candy. Fortunately, his best friend Alex gave him a handful of his candy. Unfortunately, the bag ripped and the candy went all over the place. Fortunately he was able to stay out longer and got more candy. Unfortunately, he tripped and cut his hands up. Fortunately his hands stopped bleeding so he kept collecting candy. Unfortunately, it started snowing so they had to go home. Fortunately Alex split up his candy.
~Iris~
~Iris~
Is Cheerleading a Sport?
It may not have balls
Or pads
Or plays
Or points
Or fouls
Or refs
Or numbers
Or timeouts
Or quarters
Or half’s
Or matches
Or sets
Or games
Or a buzzer
Or forceful contact
Or a court
Or a field
Or a diamond
Or six out
Or starters
Or a coin flip
But it’s still a sport.
Or pads
Or plays
Or points
Or fouls
Or refs
Or numbers
Or timeouts
Or quarters
Or half’s
Or matches
Or sets
Or games
Or a buzzer
Or forceful contact
Or a court
Or a field
Or a diamond
Or six out
Or starters
Or a coin flip
But it’s still a sport.
Track Season
As some of you may know, I do track. But don’t be cheaters and look down at my name. Track is the only school sport that I do and I love it. I really like to run because it just relieves all of my stress that goes on during the day. The first track meet was meh. I had triple jump, 100 meter dash, and the 4x200 relay. Triple jump I jumped 18 and a half feet. Not my best jump. Then in the 100 meter dash I didn’t do so hot, either. The relay went pretty good. It wasn’t our best meet, but in our defense, it was our first meet. The second one went better. And so did the third one. Then... our last and final championship meet. It went great! Girls overall got 5th and boys overall got 2nd. I’m sad that track is over, but that doesn’t mean that I stopped running.
That Dog
You, who licked my tears
You, who was sad when I was
You, gave me joy
Gave me memories
Gave me love
I wish I knew
Wish I knew you left
I hope you can see your sister now
I now wonder what to do with my stray tears
The ones that escape
I wish now that I could have said good night one last time
Labels:
charlie morgan,
death,
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Poems,
Sean Adam
Rainforest
The sky is clouded with green, the ground soaked with blood, this was such a beautiful place, but they had to ruin it. You loved laying here with your mother, now she lay cold and alone. They came with machines. Bigger than you’ve ever seen. Close your eyes now and meet that god you always prayed too.
Last post
As I search through this crazy world, I look around, and see its most beautiful and wonderful things.
It may be a group of frogs’ song that sounds like an orchestra or a spider that spun its web.
It may be a small unnoticed creek or a broken tree branch with years of birds resting on its limbs.
It may be a leaf that is shaped like a smile or a small city that only a bug knows.
Although there are so many things that make me smile, laugh, cry, and see.
Although there are 7,530,130,737 people on this planet,
You are the most amazing thing in this world.
It’s a whole other world I see in you.
It may be a group of frogs’ song that sounds like an orchestra or a spider that spun its web.
It may be a small unnoticed creek or a broken tree branch with years of birds resting on its limbs.
It may be a leaf that is shaped like a smile or a small city that only a bug knows.
Although there are so many things that make me smile, laugh, cry, and see.
Although there are 7,530,130,737 people on this planet,
You are the most amazing thing in this world.
It’s a whole other world I see in you.
War 4
My plan was for him to join so he could fake a transfer, so we could both get out. It's been a month and he still hasn't gotten me out, then a guard tells me I'm getting a transfer. I automatically assume it's him(it is), so I get on the bus. He kills all the other guards, and we are home free. Turns out that weird thing that we found in the tank remains was a mix of adimantium and uranium.
-Cole Hardin
-Cole Hardin
My Ode To Wind
Oh wind, you cool me off when it's hot
You make me cold when it's not
You blow my hair into my face
You give me goose bumps all over the place
You make the tree branches sway
You make me want to stay
You fill me with happiness
You fill me with pride
You are the best, oh my!
You make me cold when it's not
You blow my hair into my face
You give me goose bumps all over the place
You make the tree branches sway
You make me want to stay
You fill me with happiness
You fill me with pride
You are the best, oh my!
TREES
YOUR THE ONES THAT KEEP US ALIVE. YOUR BIG, OTHERS SMALL. AND MAYBE SOME BIGGER. YOUR SCREAMS, I HEAR YOU, IN THE WIND. YOU GIVE ME LIVE.......
A Good Song
Thank You for checking out my writing. I loved this experience and I hope we will get to do it again next year. I wrote this poem when I was going through some hard times, music always make me feel better. What makes you feel better when you are down?
~Sierra C.
A good song is like a break from reality when you need it,
like a huge wave of emotions that splash over you as you listen,
whether you are in a good or bad mood,
it is always there to cheer you up,
put you down,
or even make you angry,
a good song can make a broken mind fly,
a good song can help you walk smoothly through the paths of life,
a good song is like your favorite treat,
the sensation you get when you take your first bite,
a good song is like a rollercoaster,
each one ends,
but then you can restart it over and over again.
~Sierra C.
A good song is like a break from reality when you need it,
like a huge wave of emotions that splash over you as you listen,
whether you are in a good or bad mood,
it is always there to cheer you up,
put you down,
or even make you angry,
a good song can make a broken mind fly,
a good song can help you walk smoothly through the paths of life,
a good song is like your favorite treat,
the sensation you get when you take your first bite,
a good song is like a rollercoaster,
each one ends,
but then you can restart it over and over again.
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