Slayed Poetry

I have lost my sense of poetry,
My muse dashed the hopes I’d held.
I have healed some of the hurt
I allowed myself to be so exposed.
I let them rush in fast at me.
Talking every minute, every day
With someone for as long as I had.
I lost some of myself with them.
I took on a role too, I was king
Mr. In charge and she said yes sir
That’s how it went, heaven forbid
I fail to be in charge or fallible.
Each mistake I lost their respect
Ultimately lost them, though granted
With all women I have dated
It was I who ended it.

Being without her was hard.
It was being without the tides
but it made me think on things
On the uselessness of romanticism.
Aniya no doubt feels my wall.
The hesitancy I have in every step.
I love myself, that could be enough
but her love meant everything.
I have lost my muse.
No flowery poems of devotion
Flowing from my pen.
Words to be thrown away so easily?
How I envy simplicity
Almost wish I wasn’t an author,
A poet now.
Does she even care that I can’t

About Me – Narrative Writing

6/6/17

Brain Quest Instructions: Use your answers to write three paragraphs about yourself. Include a topic sentence, supporting details, and a concluding sentence in each paragraph.
My name is Cera and I am 8. I’m cute, fun, and huggable. I live in an apartment with my Daddy, Otosan, my big brother, and 6 cats.

I am home-schooled. Our school is called The Knapp Family School. I love art, recess and chemistry. I am in third grade. I have lots of fun learning.

After school I play, draw and color. I like to go on adventures, play, draw, color, and best of all sleep. Before bed I brush my teeth, get on pajamas and turn out the lights. I like to sleep with my nightlight. That is my day!

 

Brain Quest: A Matter of Opinion

Instructions: In the first paragraph of Adam’s letter underline everything that is a fact then write your own version using only the facts.

In June 1775 Mr. Jefferson came into congress. His writings were handed around. On the Matter I gave him my vote, and did all in my power to procure the votes of others. This placed him at the head of the committee. I had the next highest number, and that placed me second. The committee met and discussed the subject and then appointed Mr. Jefferson and me to make the draught.

Carnival: Brain Quest Assignment

Instructions : Write a story about what you would do at the carnival. Be descriptive using sight, smell and touch.

If I went to the carnival, I would see rides and games, smell food, taste cotton candy. I would hear people yell and shout words. I would ride every ride except the flipping ones. It is fun and I can see that slow rides are boring. I won’t ride those but Cera will.

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Let’s Talk: Brain Quest Dialogue Assignment

 

Instructions: You speak differently from the way you write.
Imagine you are at a football game when a strange object appears over the field. As the crowd watches in fascination, the object lands on the 30-yard line, and a gang of strange blue creatures pours out and delivers extraterrestrials ice cream to every member of the crowd.

Then imagine how you would tell that story to one of your good friends.
Me: “So, um, I was at a football game, giving the sport a chance. I was watching it in boredom, then a spaceship appeared. It had aliens! These aliens handed out ice-cream!”
Friend: “Right, aliens and ice-cream.”
Me: “Yes, I took a video see here it is. Ice-cream!”
Friend: “What? Why aren’t they abducting them?”

Brain Quest Campaign Speech Assignment

Instructions: Now write your campaign speech using the information and evidence you gathered on the previous page.

Here’s a fact, the fact is I am organized and a leader. If you think a normal principal’s office is scary don’t worry, I will help you there. I will even help with your grades. Remember, Knowledge is power, the more knowledge you have the better off you are. I will help there so vote for me.

Insane

I grow weary with apology
Over and over I try to tell you
My heart pierced with agony
Yet I never denied my fondness
It a not like Anika, hard to explain
I hear her in my dreams, “change my mind.”
And it is driving me insane
I don’t wish to argue or cry
Don’t stop my wings
I’m already a shattered bitter soul
Just a raven desperate to sing
I don’t mean to be as upset, it’s true
She smiles in dreams, yet not her eyes
I live forever in these dreams bathed blue
Like water I drink her somber sighs, her laughs
I love this witty, wiley woman
Forgive this frail fragile hearted man

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