Poem response 3

Love by Justin Bandy 

Love is a flower 
it starts with the seed 
it grows stronger only if well nurished 
it must be fed with laughter 
and watered with tears 
winds come as they may 
can the flower stand its ground? 
\If the flower blows away in the wind 
its seeds still spread 
love is a flower in all its beauty.

I like the feel to this poem because it shows that love can't stand alone it hast to be worked on in order to grow and how it is like a flower and a flower needs a seed it is a metaphor because the seed and the flower can be people for example. 

Poetry response 2

Social Media

by Amaiso Nensy 

facebook is mother 
friendster is the ancestor 
other is twitter 

I like how Amaiso went with this haiku 

she is showing how poetry can be written 

about anything and turn it into something 

clever and good.

 

gamsterlishious

Oh ya oh ya

my name is Gem

and I can't rhyme because

I don't have the time

oh ya oh ya

I got rhymes that make money

and mad rhymes that don't stop

i'm the king of online

and dominate black ops

Oh ya oh ya

I'm like a dime  

but i can't say any more because I have run outta time

oh ya oh ya

Limericks

There was a man named joe

who stubbed his toe

he fell down in pain

in the middle of the game

yet he hopped around like a toad

There was a cat named cat

who got hit by a bat

and fell down and turned into a rat

then he stepped on a tack

then fell on a mat

There is a planet called Earth

one day it gave birth

to humans that start war

killing each other like bores

why did Earth give birth

I have seen....

I have seen large amounts of money coming poor people’s way

I have seen people lose large amounts of money in a gamble

I have seen stalk market crash and people going hungry

I have seen food given to poor countries

I have seen children kill each other in an Easter egg hunt

I have seen children work harder than the bee

I have seen people turning into vampires because of Hot Topic

Haiku hard work

 The bee works all day

To bring honey for their queen

Never takes a break

Children far away

Slave way harder than a bee

Barely getting paid

With two cents a day

Gas station jobs up ahead  

America ya  

Haiku on summer

Everything dries up

Season for swimming begins

Just lasts for four months