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I wrote a haiku. Sunflowers are my favorite flower. Sunflower fields are really pretty. I want to be able to grow sunflowers. Sunflowers remind me of warmth and happiness.

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A bright yellow field
Gentle waves like an old friend
Under the blue sky

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Tall and short
Rain drips off the leaves
Evergreens, oaks, and pines
Energy from the sky.

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I wrote and acrostic poem about trees, I wrote it because I really like trees.

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"Look at the stars, look how they shine for you and everything you do, like they were all yellow."

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"And when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while, cause your amazing, just the way you are."

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There is repitition of the word look. There is also repetition of the word you and they. There is also end rhyme of you and do. It's a cute slow song that is being sung for someone the care about. Also my favorite color is yellow which is why I chose it

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It has internal rhyme of smile and awhile. There is also alliteration in the w sound of when and whole and world and way. It's a cute postive poem telling someone they are perfect. I chose it because it is a catchy song. It does have some improper grammar.

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She wrote it in a way that almost resembles the ocean. It had a nice flow to it. The first second andd third lines have 4 syllables. Those lines also have 2 feet and are trochees I believe. It makes the ocean sound very soothing.

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Dance with the waves,
move with the sea.
Let the rhythm of the water
set your soul free.

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Poems don't ALWAYS have to Rhyme -David Rusiecki

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Poems don't ALWAYS have to Rhyme -David Rusiecki

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Poems don't always have to rhyme
Hell, I see un-rhyming poems all the time!
Poems about food, nature and love
Poems about family, and the stars above
A poem doesn't need to have rhythm
For the feels th put in em'
They just must be beautiful, to enter your soul
Put your mind at peace, make you feel whole

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Every two lines has the same end rhyme. I thought it was ironic and funny. It was random and was meant to tell you that poems do not have to rhyme while rhyming.

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Suddenly Spring is here.
Flowers Push up through the cold ground.
Streams Run cold with melted snow.
Birds sing In chorus.
Nothing beats a Nice spring day.
After a lonG hard winter!

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This is an Acrostic poem. It tells the story of the beginning of spring. Spring is a nice time of the year because winter is not great. Spring is my favorite time of the year. I can't wait for spring to really be here.

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First Love                                                   -Jennifer Franklin

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First Love                                                   -Jennifer Franklin

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The boy beside me
is not you but he
is familiar in all

the important ways.
I pass through life
finding you over

and over again—
oppress you
with love. And every

surrogate?
Afflicted by my
kindness, they leave

me with my music.
I loved you before
I ever loved you.

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In this poem there is five stanzas that are all tercets. It was mostly 5 syllables a line but there was a few with other amounts.This made the poem interesting to read but the end in the middle of the thoughts was odd.

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Sand scatters the beach
Waves crash on the sandy shore
Blue water shimmers

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This is a haiku. It is about the ocean and the sand on the beach. It's a very simple description of the beach. The beach sounds calm. I choose it because I have never been to a real beach.

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Love in the Morning                                  - Annie Finch

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Love in the Morning                                  - Annie Finch

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Morning’s a new bird
stirring against me
out of a quiet nest,
coming to flight—

quick-changing,
slow-nodding,
breath-filling body,

life-holding,
waiting,
clean as clear water,

warmth-given,
fire-driven
kindling companion,

mystery and mountain,
dark-rooted,
earth-anchored.

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While the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th stanzas respectively have the first two lines having the same endings to the words "ing" and "en" they don't all rhyme and there isn't any other rhyming. It doesn't seem to follow a pattern of syllables. There are 5 stanzas with the first being a quatrain, and the last 4 being a tercet. This poem talks about how the morning makes her feel when she is woken up by the warmth of it. The morning is my favorite time of day which if why I chose it.