2004/2005
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Point Arena Middle School 2004/2005 |
I need laughter in my life.
I need ligers so kids can laugh at them
If I don't get laughter, I would die soon.
I would die like if I were a dumb girl with long hair
falling down a well and climbing back up
and if I don't get laughter
I will do that over and over again
until I get laughter.
Nestor Santillan
7 th Grade, Arena Middle School
Scott Meltsner, Poet Teacher
You are the one I think about night and day.
You are the one I hope to see with me.
You are the one I dream about when I sleep.
You are the one I dream about when I play outside.
You are the one I think about when I think about hard times.
You are the one I think about when I think of old times.
You are the one I think about when I think of the past.
You are the one I think about when I think of the future.
You are the one I think about every minute, every second and every hour.
Antoinetta Lopez
8 th Grade, Arena Middle School
Scott Meltsner, Poet Teacher
Maybe I can.
I find the clock inside.
The mountain, the colors are yellow orange.
Roses, plants.
My sound is like a lion, like a monster
And can be like a handsome boy.
He is eating something like pizza
and the best happy birthday cake.
He is wearing only a scarf, and he is walking
and exploring. He feels love for somebody,
and he wants to know how to feel
all of these things.
Jovana Nunez
7 th Grade, Arena Middle School
Scott Meltsner, Poet Teacher
Oh, my mother
The day that
I don't hear
you scream,
it's amiss.
The day that
I see you sick in bed
I wish you will be
screaming at me instead
of being sick.
So, Mom, be screaming
at me instead of being sick.
Saira Romero
5 th Grade, Arena Elementary School
Scott Meltsner, Poet Teacher
I live for the care of my family.
I live for the water falling on my head in a storm.
I live for my imagination to soar through my mind.
I live for the wind to blow me away.
I live for the appearance of great people to take over me.
I live for a jaguar to pounce me in the Sahara.
But then I would have nothing else to live for.
So forget that.
I live for everything in the world and beyond.
I live for the soul purpose of life and living.
Which is all life stands for, means and devotes its time to
just like people and their jobs
they have life
meaning and heart is all you need for a life.
Amanda Andersen
7 th Grade, Arena Middle School
Scott Meltsner, Poet Teacher
This car once sat alone,
Battery dead and spiders in the window.
I glared in contempt upon the broken beast
Which was given to me.
For weeks it sat alone.
Beneath the sun and rain
And I would sit and stare
Wishing I had a Hummer,
not a piece of a junk.
But now, the battery is new.
This car has a soul.
I can hear it purr down the highway.
And I smile.
I have a car.
Megan Miller
8 th Grade, Arena Middle School
Scott Meltsner, Poet Teacher
Let's begin with a tree.
A tree with orange leaves falling,
leaves piling high in my yard
add some blooming flowers
mix in some birds, chirping.
Stir some sunshine
with growing vegetables and flowers.
Bake with some 100 degree days.
Add some cold nights and frosty mornings.
Fold in some orange sunsets.
Frost with a tree with orange leaves.
Brian Barnes
5 th Grade, Arena Elementary School
Scott Meltsner, Poet Teacher
Look into my mysterious eyes
What do you see?
Normal people might say
that all they see is their reflection.
But you, oh you! You're special.
So what do you see?
You might see ashes or fire
or the remains of the rain.
Or maybe the war involved in the years.
But oh, don't worry.
I don't cause trouble.
I cause good fortune.
Look into my mysterious eyes.
Iliana Sanchez
5 th Grade, Arena Elementary School
Scott Meltsner, Poet Teacher
They say she had no name,
the girl that nobody knew.
They say that one day she floated
into the clouds, but nobody knew.
They say she tried to get away
but was tied to the ground.
They say she was on strings,
controlled like a puppet.
They say she said No,
but it wasn't her choice.
They say she was like the wind,
always around but never seen.
They say she jumped in the water
and never came back up.
They say every time she cried,
it would rain on tv.
They say that she didn't grow,
she still had her tail.
They say she could stop time,
but she wanted it to fly by.
This is all the stuff they tell me.
I guess we will never know.
Jaycee Hepler
8 th Grade, Arena Middle School
Scott Meltsner, Poet Teacher
I am
oh yes.. I am
I am that squid at the bottom of the ocean.
So mysterious and unknown
to the world above my damp domain.
I am that microscopic germ flowing
recklessly through the air.
Hated by those who knew me
and despised by those who don't.
I am that hair attached to your shirt
after your haircut.
Always there but can't be found,
always stabbing you in the back unintentionally
while you go about your days
breaking slowly at every stroke.
I am
oh yes... I am
Barry DuCharme
8 th Grade, Arena Middle School
Scott Meltsner, Poet Teacher
I am the water spirit
Gaze into my watery eyes
For I can give you the power
to blend in with the water.
Now! I am going to tell you a story
about a backstabbing person
that did something to me!
Once there was a person
who went behind my back.
This person hurt my feelings
and that's why I am the water spirit.
Look! Look at me
Look at what you have done
You have made me
a spirit that cries.
Why!
Why not a happy spirit
laughing and playing?
As long as you're
not a backstabbing friend
I'll be your friend.
As long as you give
me
your body
to live
my life again.
If you don't I will
drag you under the water
and make you a spirit as well!
Misha Morandi
4 th Grade, Arena Elementary School
Scott Meltsner, Poet Teacher
I need you to come to me.
I needed love but you were gone.
I needed you to stay, but you went.
I needed you to call me.
I needed you to come when I was sad or mad.
I need you to spend time together.
I needed you to love me more than anything.
I needed love at the time you were gone.
I needed to come when you were sad or mad.
I needed to come when you were lonely.
We both needed to come and see each other.
We both needed happy in our lives.
We both needed everything.
We both needed love.
Arnesto Poe
7 th Grade, Arena Middle School
Scott Meltsner, Poet Teacher
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