Michiko Alive Twice (pt. 2)

And here are the rest of the poems. There was a pretty even balance between happy and sad poems, and I hope that they see that there are ways to talk about important things that are for yourself and there are ways to share those things so that others can experience them too.

Mrs. Asvos
7th Grade, 6th Period

Julia S.

The war starts.
No connection between two
countries, but one still
attacks. No reconnection
no provocation.
There was nothing until
they attacked.
Poor country; no money,
no resources. Nothing
We know something must
happen, but we stay still,
in a stunned way, hoping
this will end soon.

“Getting Wifi”
Victoria T.

Getting the wifi
is like finally taking a shower
and feeling fresh. Without
it, it feels like when your
fingernails have mud in them, and
your hand feels like it died.
Alas! We have approved this
wifi zone! Charge up your
phones/ipods and let us rejoice!

“My Group of Friends/ Magic the Gathering”
Aaron I.

It was a cold world.
Me and the others like being lost in a
sea of cliques, jocks, and bullies.
But we were brought together,
united under a single banner.
We formed a republic where it was
all for one, and one for all.

“Losing My Friends”
Kelly T.

It’s like she’s on a shopping spree
But all the bags weigh her down.
The new shoes start falling apart.
The shirts and pants are tearing.
And necklace and bracelets tighten.
Until finally the handles break,
The clothes wear out
And the chains snap
Leaving her alone

Mrs. Asvos
7th Grade, 7th Period

“Getting Dixie”
Sophia M.

The light tumbled into the arms
Like a puddle, the light started
to rain.
The arms fell and dropped
the light
and the light flew
back and forth
Following the legs.
Finally the head smiled
and turned to light.

“Not Knowing How to Speak English”
Emilija K.

I manage to learn like I am the
strongest person in the world.
I carry all of the weight behind me,
but manage to pull through. I really
don’t know what to do. I try to
lift it up but it won’t budge. I open
my mouth, but words don’t come out.

“My First Dog Dying”
no name

My dog died.
The rose petal fell
I won’t see her again
I see her lying like a sack of rice
We cry together for the loss of our
dear, dear friend.

Mrs. Asvos
7th Grade, 8th Period

“I was Born”
Joel S.

I was cold
I was scared
I was excited
I was covered in blood
It was the worst thing to ever happen to me!

“Disney World”
Andrew D.

Going to Disney World is like
a hobo trying to find a home.
Out in the rain drenched in
water waiting for money to fall
from the sky. It’s like a hobo
finally finding a house, but it’s
a cardboard box.

“Getting Petey”
Ann K.

It was like getting a
multi-colored toy
A toy that you
never get tired
playing with &
that has feelings
& that you can
talk to
A toy that you have to
walk & feed
It was a thousand
time better
than a toy.



“Writing poetry makes me feel like I can see myself, like I can see my reflection, but not in a mirror, in the world. I write and I know I can be reflected.”
-Oscar S.

“Writing poetry makes me feel free.”
-Buenda D.

“Writing poetry is like your best friend.”
-Jessica M.