Eliza’s Poetic MindBy: Eliza Tu Thi Stelmach

Table Of ContentsPage 1: About the AuthorPage 2: My Evil Little Sister (Kenning)Page 3: The Royal Family Member (Limerick)Page 4: Arianna (Concrete Poem)Page 5: Music (Couplet Poem)Page 6: Phone (Extended Metaphor)

About the AuthorHello! My name is Eliza and I learn at

UNIS Hanoi. I am in 6th grade and this is my poetry collection. For my poetry collection, I chose 5 poem styles that I thought I could work with. I got my inspiration to write my poems from my life and from fairytales. My poems talk about me and my imagination. All the pictures that I put for my poems were either taken or drawn by me.

My first poem is about my sister who is a unique part of my life. The second poem that I wrote is based on the story “the princess and the frog”. My third poem is based on a girl that I created from my imagination. My forth poem is a poem about something that is very important to me, music. My final poem is about my life in general. Page 1

My Evil Little Sister(Kenning)

Trouble MakerHair PullerLazy CleanerWeak FighterActive Helper Bad WriterBig Achiever

A poem about my sister

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The Royal Family Member (Limerick)

There was once a princessWho was born to impressBut she dropped a ballThat was from NepalSo she was named worthless

A poem about a princess

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Arianna (Concrete Poem)

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A poem about a girl

Music (Couplet Poem)I call it musicI like listening to it when its acousticIt always fits my moodIt is like my foodI would always break downAnd be run down Without itIt is a classicIt is my lifeIt is my good wife

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A poem about music

Phone (Extended Metaphor)My life is like a phone.My life has its ups and downs.Sometimes I run out of battery,But there’s always a charger available for me.I break down once in a whileBut there’s always somebody there to fix me.Sometimes I get lostBut I have installed my new GPS.Sometimes I get scratchedBut my phone case is always there for me.My life is a phoneBut there are people to help you out of any problem.

A poem about my life

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