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By: Ariel Henderson

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Leaves.3 Poetry is.4 The Tree and I...5 Skies..6 My ABC...7 Friendship8 My Dog9

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This Weather..11 Hot & Cool.....................12 My poems..13 To nobodaddy, William Blake.14 Epitaph of La Fontaine made by himself, Jean De La Fontaine..15 Sonnet (1979), Elizabeth Bishop............................16 Its dark in here, Shel Siverstein...........................17 The real work, Wendell Berry..18 James Langston Hughes...19

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Leaves fall on the floor Where will the wind blow the leaves They blow North and South

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Poetry is a work of art written by hand It can be a song of pleasure or song of sadness Poetry is a way to express feeling Or a way to tell what you seen or heard Poetry is like a portal into the mind of the writer So you can get their feeling so you can picture of what they say

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The tree and I are best friends Hes soft and kind like the palm of my hands We hug everyday because were friends to the end Me and the Tree come together to the end If I dont talk the tree becomes very sad Now I can because he is my Dad

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The depression of sadness just turns to madness And if I become mad I become a psychopath Looking for the lust of destruction cause I feel dysfunction But then I look up at the sky wanting to fly But I cant soar or fly high in the sky Im up too high touching the sky Is this the feeling of happiness? I think it is because I can feel the unhappiness be Surrounded by the activeness of my happiness So in conclusion feelings are feelings but when it comes to mine you know to look up cause Im soaring the skies

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An apple is like a shiny ball But banana is like a crescent moon Carrots are nasty like leftovers Dogs are cute as peas Evil little kids are mean as stinging bees Fish are like swimming teams Trash is smelly like old bread Happy faces are like a joy spread thought the day

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Friendship is like colors going through different stages But a best friendship is better than ever But a friendship is like a book going to different pages You might find a friend who is pretty clever Looking for can be really hard Dont look for fake, mean or anyone that no one likes but looking for a friend is like looking in the dark and if you pick the wrong friend its like taking the bait A true friend is like a key that can help you open doors or help you to see more I have a friendship that can go for miles and our friendship brings everyone smiles

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My dog is like a human She begs for food She eats real human food She has crushes She fights and gets sad She gets tired lazy then happy She takes baths using the bathroom She likes to move and chill

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Can you believe the weather? Hot and sunny like a hot pepper Instant sweat now youre all wet Everything is hot to the touch Can you believe this weather?

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Can you believe the weather ? A hot swirling fire going in the air Then cool in an instant wind blowing through curly black hair You need a fan to blow some wetness off your forehead Or maybe some icy cold water But can you believe this weather?

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My poems tell stories Like being in a Laboratory Creating new things Just to see what it brings But sometimes it gets dark And a little rainy But at the end all along The sun comes out and sings a song. And when the song is sang Roses will bloom because of the rain. And when sunny times have gone. I will start a new poem

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Why art thou silent & invisible Father of jealousy Why dost thou hide thyself in clouds From every searching eye Why in darkness & obscurity In all thy word & laws That none dare eat the fruit but from The wily serpents jaws Or is it because Secrecy Gains females loud applause I chose this poem because I know not everyone has a dad. This poem expresses how William felt toward his father.

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JOHN, as he came, so went away, Consuming capital and pay Holding superfluous riches cheap; The trick of spending time he knew, Dividing it in portions two, For idling one, and one sleep I chose this poem because it speaks about money and how his got wasted. This poem was about Jean felt when he lost his money

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Caught the bubble in the spirit level, a creature divided; and the compass needle wobbling and wavering, undecided Freed the broken thermometers mercury running away; and the rainbow-bird from the narrow bevel of the empty mirror, flying wherever it feels like, gay! This poem explains how life can be whatever and I chose this poem because I can really relate to this poem

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Im writing these poems From inside a lion, And its rather dark in here. So please excuse the handwriting Which may not be too clear. But this afternoon by the loins cage Im afraid I go too near. And Im writing these line From inside a loin, And its rather dark in here. This poem tells like a funny way to keep a good distance between you and the cages. I chose this poem because it was my favorite poem

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It may be that when we no longer know what to do we have come our real work, and that when we longer know which way to go we have come to our real journey. The mind that is not baffled is not employed. The impeded stream is the one that sings I chose this poem cause it was very powerful in the word selection. This poem talks about how you know when your working hard when you dont know what to do.

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James Langston Hughes attended Central High School in Cleveland, Ohio where he started writing poetry in 8 th grade. Soon his father refused for him to write poems he wanted him to be more practical. His tuition paid for him to go to Columbia University and studied engineering. Then he dropped out and continued his poetry writing. After his first book he devoted his life to writing and lecturing. He wrote 16 books of poems, two novels, three collections of short stories, four volumes of "editorial" and "documentary" fiction, twenty plays, children's poetry, musicals and operas, three autobiographies, a dozen radio and television scripts and dozens of magazine articles. In addition, he edited seven anthologies