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Hey guys! This is a group of some of my favorite poems I’ve written over the years. I made them different colors so you can tell them apart from each other! I hope you enjoy!
dear diving, (5th grade)
you made me miserable
i will never forget
every other day
diving into that cold water
freezing
ice cubes
maybe that last part was just my imagination
i will never really know
3 hour drives
dive meets
colder water
more tired
the pain
my teammates were annoying
snobby
braggy
15 bruises
on my legs
is my record
a scar on my left leg
because of you
which is worse: belly flop or smack
is there a difference?
all i know
is that it hurt
“toes pointed!”
“belly tight!”
“flip faster!”
“don’t be such a scaredy cat!”
there was even a time
where one of my coaches
the meanest one
called me fat
that’s it
no more
please let me quit
i’m begging you
don’t make me do this
i’ve done it for 4 years
what else do you want from me
to be happy?
every other day
back to the gym
back to the pool
do you know
how uncomfortable a swimsuit is
when you are in it for an hour and a half at the least?
then there was lightning
i had a dive meet
a 2 hour drive
i jumped in the freezing pool
i got 1 warm up dive in
then the lifeguard yelled
thunder! pool’s closing!
all of that
for absolutely nothing
you could have told me
not to jump in the pool
i wouldn’t have been cold
for the 2 hour drive back
i’m glad I quit you, diving,
because if I hadn’t,
i might have just not tried
and believe me,
i was trying
my very hardest
but no one seemed to notice.
-anna savage
Ok, this one’s one of my favorites. I wrote this in 4th grade because Mr. Mason has a board called “The Road Less Traveled” with famous people who are famous for doing great things. We had to write poems in class and I decided to do a poem about everyone on the board. (yes it was ambitious)
The road less traveled (4th grade)
Rosa Parks wouldn’t leave her seat,
she wouldn’t get up on her feet.
Jim Thorpe was a gold medalist,
he was a sports specialist.
Ansel Adams was a photographer,
but mostly a geographer.
Martin Luther King
makes me want to sing “I have a dream.”
Amelia Earhart had a plane she could steer
until the day she disappeared.
Florence Nightingale was a nurse who strived
to save any lives.
Jane Goodall’s great escape
was to go to the jungle to study apes.
Albert Einstein was a scientist who dared
to suggest that E=Mc squared.
Gandhi, the Father of the Indian Nation,
with his people, made many creations.
Nadia Comaneci, first to score a perfect 10,
showed that women are equal to men.
Sally Ride, first American to go to the moon,
died of cancer way too soon.
A punch from Muhammad Ali
would sting you like a bee.
Pelé would kick and amaze;
he was every soccer fan’s craze.
Jackie Robinson, a ball player,
leading a way to allow black people to play.
Jacques Cousteau looks at the ocean and wants to know
what lies deep below.
Lucille Ball had a show,
and each day her audience would grow.
Jim Henson made Kermit the Frog,
he also made Miss Piggie the hog.
Harriet Tubman: freedom for slaves she’d forebode
by speaking of the Underground Railroad
Billie Jean King, what a tennis player,
you should see her swing!
Miles Davis knew his jazz,
he played instruments with pazazz.
Thomas Edison invented the electric light,
much to every reader’s delight.
Frederick Douglass was a runaway slave,
he fought the system; he was so brave!
Some people thought Picasso’s art was weird,
for in what he created strange things appeared.
Nelson Mandela was put in jail,
He never stopped fighting, he never failed.
The Best Part of Me (5th grade)
Put your hands in front of you
“3… 2… 1…” they display
but they do so much more than just count down…
They fiddle with a pencil
writing stories of imaginary creatures
big and small
places of wonder
a story for all
like a bird
being set free
They draw
different things
nothing twice
unless it’s nice
And they lead me
on my flipping journey
on the gymnastics mat
never in a hurry
It is my hands, you see,
that is the
best part of me.
That’s all from me! Somehow I’m unable to access most of my poems for 4th grade, and I didn’t share the poems I don’t like. Anyway, bye! <3