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LE PRINTEMPS DES POETES
Here is a new challenge sponsored by Madame MONIN :
As it is "le printemps des poètes" at school at the moment, write your own poem or choose a poem which you like...
Grégory (10C) sent me his poem earlier on by e-mail. Here it is :
"I'm Super!" | |
Astoundingly splendid. Yes, seriously!
I'm wickedly wondrous to such a degree,
That I'm out of this world. I can see you agree!
Breathtakingly super, a sure guarantee,
There's no one as peachy or first class as me!
Phenomenal homework comes most easily,
So why is last week's marked in red with an 'E'?
http://www.fizzyfunnyfuzzy.
Here is another poem chosen by Juliana (10C) :
California Dreaming |
Locking eyes with the nomadic sun
I long to be native again.
Santa Ana winds blowing fire through the palms
bringing blue back to sky east of the ocean.
Flat out loitering until the lights come on
skateboarding home, ice cream in hand.
Four bands, one warehouse,
three dollars, general admission.
My childhood lies buried beneath the city of Progress
dormant, in a development seed.
No matter.
One million years from today,
settled in fragments of seasalt and dust,
pointing newborn fingers at the sun,
I will be there.
Lori Boulard
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem
This poem was chosen by Brandon (8A):
The following poem was chosen by Beverly (7B) :
Five little hearts, all in a row
The first one says, "I love you so."
The second one says, "Be my Valentine"
The third one says, "Please be mine,"
The fourth one says, "I'll be your friend."
The fifth one says, "Till the very end."
This anti-Valentine poem was chosen by Clément and Marie (7A):
I think about you
When I smell cow dung.
I think about you
When I eat an old chewing-gum.
This one was chosen by Prescillia (8A):
Knock! Knock!
Who's there?
Watson.
Watson who?
Watson tv tonight?
Knock! Knock!
Who's there!
Justin.
Justin who?
Justin time for dinner.
anonymous
Here's another one chosen by Julie, Amélie and Margaux (8A):
Friends
www.fond-ecran-image.com
Friends at school
Are big and small
Friends at school
Are the best of all!
Are big and small
Friends at school
Are the best of all!
This one was chosen by Alexis and Maxence (8A):
Hay Fever Season
by Penny Farthing
I don't like dust or cat hair either,
But I hate bit when skies are blue,
Nothing poils summer like havinhg hay fever
Atchoo! Atchoo! Atchoo !
by Penny Farthing
I don't like dust or cat hair either,
But I hate bit when skies are blue,
Nothing poils summer like havinhg hay fever
Atchoo! Atchoo! Atchoo !
This poem was chose by Michèle (8A):
Will you remember me ?
by Chris Webster
Will you remember me in a month?
Yes!
Will you remember me in a year?
Sure!
Will you remember me in two years ?
Certainly!
Will you remember me in three years ?
Of course!
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
See! You've forgotten me already!
by Chris Webster
Will you remember me in a month?
Yes!
Will you remember me in a year?
Sure!
Will you remember me in two years ?
Certainly!
Will you remember me in three years ?
Of course!
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
See! You've forgotten me already!
Last, but not least, this one was chosen by Laure (7B):
My Room!
It's only a room,
But it's my room.
My space, my base,
My place in the world.
Brown bears stare
from a ledge up above.
I don't play with them now
but can't give them the shove.
They're stuffed
too full of love.
On the floor: a pair and a half
of socks,
a bundle of keys,
without locks,
a pair of goggles
in a box.
It's only a room,
but it's my room.
Somewhere to go,
somewhere to sleep,
somewhere to be sent,
somewhere to hide,
somewhere to cry,
somewhere to dress,
somewhere to think,
somewhere to be.
Steve Turner
It's only a room,
But it's my room.
My space, my base,
My place in the world.
Brown bears stare
from a ledge up above.
I don't play with them now
but can't give them the shove.
They're stuffed
too full of love.
On the floor: a pair and a half
of socks,
a bundle of keys,
without locks,
a pair of goggles
in a box.
It's only a room,
but it's my room.
Somewhere to go,
somewhere to sleep,
somewhere to be sent,
somewhere to hide,
somewhere to cry,
somewhere to dress,
somewhere to think,
somewhere to be.
Steve Turner
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