Where I’m From…

7th Grade

This week we wrote about where we come from and how home shapes us. We talked about how using the five senses is really important because it helps a poem come alive, and they are the tools we use to paint a picture with words. There were so many amazing pieces this week and it was hard to choose which ones to put up on the blog. Enjoy these two from Mr. Reinholdt’s class. 


Where I’m From 

Xciel Rivera


Where I’m’ from 

the cars zoom by like dragonflies

as the big bright street lights shine

where family is only one step away 

where I can taste food from feet away


As I step through the wood door a

whole world opens before my eyes

siblings run playing with one another, food

awaits at the god sent dining table


A movie plays in the background

I walk through my doorway that leads to my room

and drift off to sleep on my soft fluffy bed

I wake up and hear the pitter patter on my window


And I know a new day has started. 


The Name of Calm 


I come from a place that 

is calm. 


Always hard to find parking. 

When I go outside I can

hear the train from 



I come from a place that 

is calm. 


I see people walking 

to church and coming back 



I come from a place that 

is calm.


Smelling gas from cars

that don’t even have 

people inside. 


I come from a place that 

is calm. 


Going outside for a 

walk hearing the leaves

rustle, every step I take. 


I come from a place 

that is calm. 


Going inside my cozy

home after a long

day at school. Hearing 

my mom cook for me. 


I come from a place 

that is calm. 


Everytime I leave 

the house my mom

always keeps me safe with 

the sign of the cross. 


I come from a place 

that is calm. 



“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.