Kara's poetry journals

Kara's poem #1

Art

Be creative and make a picture,

the beauty comes from the colors.  

Pick up your brush and dip it in paint.
Paint ripples from a rainbow 

Start with a small stroke

To begin the portrait.

Create a continuous pattern of swirls and color.

Like the sky during dusk or 

the fallen stars in the moonlight

Splash, drip, and pour out the paint.

Make shapes of different sizes. 

Dab the brush and make the finishing touches

And soon the quest is complete.

Stare at it, what do you see?

Something you would have never imagined it would be. 

I wrote this poem because I wanted to write about being creative in your art.  Art could be anything you want it to be like a clan of dragons, gaming etc.  In this poem, I wrote about some steps on how to create the picture.  For the fourth line, I wrote the metaphor "Paint ripples from a rainbow," because there are a variety of colors of paint.  The rainbow is like a can of mixed colors.  In the eighth and ninth lines, I described how the portrait looks in two similes.  I talked about how the portrait looked like the sky during dusk and fallen stars.  The portrait is has many designs and texture.

In the second line of the poem, it meant that the colors create the whole work of art.  The colors from the paint make the picture come alive (sometimes).  The twelfth line states "And soon the quest is complete."  This means the portrait is completed after the amount of creativity put into it. From line thirteen, "Stare at it what do you see?"  And fourteen, "Something you would never imagined it would be."  It all means that you may have surprised yourself.  In the tenth line, I wrote about what you could do with the paint.  Another reason why I wrote this poem is because it shows creativity and color.  This poem shows how you could paint anything you want to paint.  You could also create patterns, shapes, etc.  Anything could be art.  Art has beauty and inspiration to show.            

Kara's poem #2

Taking chances 

Take chances, be adventurous,

and have fun along the way.

Try out new things

Such as hiking, parcourse, and skydiving.

Be wild like a wildfire blazing in the forest.

 

 Be free from the small cage.

Break open it's bars

and run like you would

have never ran before.

Fear won't keep away the adventures.

 Climb mountains and swim in deep oceans.

Try something new

By taking chances.

A new path would be revealed.

Another small chance for you.

 

I wrote this poem because I wanted to show that it wouldn't hurt to be a little wild.  I also wanted to show that people should try new things.  Don't be afraid to be wild or  don't be afraid of try new things.  Maybe you might find a new path for yourself.  In line 5 of this poem, it states, "Be wildfire blazing in the forest."  This meant that you shouldn't hide your fears and take  some chances.  So express your wild side and be adventurous.  I compared being wild with the wildfire in a forest.  The 6th line in the poem states, "Be free from the small cage."  This means that you should conquer your fears and be brave.  The small cage keeps you from trying out the fun and new things.  The 9th line talks about how your fears can't keep you away.  So be brave and break out of  cage of fears, try new things and be wild.  The last two lines state, "A new path would be revealed.  Another small chance for you."  This meant that if you try new things, you may find another thing you like.  It is a chance you could take or not take.  These could lead you to a new hobby or new talent.  It is a free world to do anything you want and everything you please.  It'll probably change many things for yourself and everyone else.  It will be quite a challenge but it would be worth it.           

  

Kara's poem #3
A Tangled knot
    A small knot, from a ball of yarn.  

  There are always an imperfection
for every strand of string.
All tangled up into a knot.
Like sharp brambles stuck in a bush.
No string was the straightest,
perfection was never the case.
Each has a different shade of color.
The strands have a variety of sizes
and never exactly same.

 Completely tangled up as shoelaces on sneakers.

Even though they are quite tight,
These strings are the most happiest.

Tangles of joy create a great knot,
Even if it isn't the most perfect.

I wrote this poem because I wanted to show no one is completely perfect.  When everybody is perfect, it would start to be a little boring.  No one is going to be great at everything they do each day.  This poem represents all of us to show that everyone has an imperfection.  This small tangled piece of yarn represents us as people who aren't always perfect.  From lines 2 to 3 states that, "There is always an imperfection for every piece of string."  This means that everyone has at least one or more imperfections for them.  Each person isn't always the most perfect out everyone else in the world.  In the poem, one of the similes states, "Like sharp brambles stuck in a bush."  I compared the tangled knot to the sharp brambles inside of a bush.  The knot is like brambles in a bush because each bramble is imperfect too.  I also included in this poem how each string was different than the others. Like in the 8th line in this poem, it states, "Each has a different shade of color."  This represents how everybody is different and doesn't have to stay the same.  Another simile in this poem states that, "Completely tangled up as shoelaces on sneakers."  This means that this knot is completely tangled up to show that people have imperfections.  This simile is a little similar to the brambles simile both are tangled up.  In the last lines of the poem, I described them to be happy about who they are as strings.  I wrote about how they are joyful even though they weren't perfect.  This shows how great you are because there are some imperfections for you.  Everyone is never perfect nor anyone else.      

   

Kara's poem #4~ Haiku
Wildfire
The bright, burning flames
Covering the tall, great trees
All was left were ash.

This poem is about the wildfires in the forests burning down everything.  These fires are dangerous, which are caused by humans.  During the first part of the poem, I described the wildfire's flames as bright and burning.  This fire covered the forest's tall trees, this is something horrible and terrible.  This shows how tall the flames were to burn down the entire forest.  In the last line in the poem, it shows what happened after the wildfire had ended.  Only ashes were left after it had burned up the forest during this wildfire.  It is a terrible place and a bad time to start a wildfire.  The wildlife wouldn't have any shelter to live in and to keep safe.  The amount of danger in a wildfire is enough for the forest.  This poem describes how it was like during the huge fire.  It also shows how a wildfire could change a forest into smoke and ashes.  We as people are the ones have created this horrible creation.  It is something that is completely unforgiving to everything in this world.  It'll destroy all life in nature itself from animals to plants.  It spreads through out, to create this enormous wildfire.

   

Kara's poem #5

The Young Seed

Here is a little seed
Who had came far, far away.
A pale little seed,
who plants itself into the ground.
One little seed who soon becomes a seedling.

The small seedling starts sprouting.
A stem that was as green as the pears above.
A tiny leaf like the world's tiniest ant,
but still it is quite small.
This small seedling who soon becomes a tree.
This tree reaches up higher than the sky.
With long, curvy ivy weaving around.
Its branches who are as long as
the telephone poles standing around.
From a young seed to a great tree.

I wrote this poem because I wanted to show that something small could grow up to be something great.  Even though they are little, they could become someone great.  This poem shows how the seed had grown up into the tree.  First it had been a tiny seed, then a small green seedling, and lastly a tall, great tree.  In this poem "The Young Seed", I had put a few similes and a few metaphors.  One simile in this poem is,"A stem that was as green as the pears above."  This describes the green color of the seedling's stem sprouting.  At the end of the poem I wrote about how the tree had grown great and taller than the telephone poles.        

Kara's poem #6
Journey
How long does it take
To reach Point A to Point B?
Will it be minutes, days or years
Measured in miles or meters?
Will there be any obstacles,
Or fogs blocking my view?
Will I hesitate,
Stumble or fall on my face?
Do I have to swim across the ocean
To reach that destination?
Will I miss Point B
And head to point C?
No matter how long it would take
I am completely determined
I will stay true to myself
And find my own destination.

I wrote this poem because I wanted to show that people should find their own path.  Each path would lead you to something amazing and completely new.  There will also be many obstacles that will block your way from getting to your destination.  I described how you would reach from Point A to Point B in the poem.  The points A, B, and C could be any destination in the world to travel to.    

Kara's poem #7
Subway
Bouncing and rocking around
in this wild subway ride.
The bobbing heads texting on their phones,
As the time flies by
outside the window
scenery scrolling by.
A man boarded the train
And plays a guitar.
Music fills the air
Like in a concert hall,
The people would smile

cheer and applaud.
Bicycles, strollers
As more people got on
All packed like sardines in a can.
When we reach Barclays Center.
Me stuck in a corner,
With sweat running down my neck,
 Gasping for air.
Are we going to be there yet?
A sign of relief
As we cross the bridge.
Only one stop ahead
Until we're on the Lower East Side.
Can't say that the experience 
Had been fun and all.
So let's just say next time
We better take the car.

I wrote this poem because I wanted to show what the experience is like in a subway.  With everything scrolling by and the people on the subway.  I wrote about how there are different types of people that come on like guitarists, people texting, and more.  I wrote a some similes and some metaphors in this poem,"Subway."  One in the poem is simile is,"All packed like sardines in a can,"  This means that in the subway is very crowded like sardines inside of a tin can.  I compared the amount of crowded people to a can of packed sardines.

Kara's poem #8
Chinatown
Heavy foot traffic
on every street.
With people moving to and fro
As busy as bumblebees.
So many dialects spoken
I wish I can understand

Exotic fruits
All piled up high like
Rambutan, dragon fruit
Longan, lychee, mangosteen.
Watch out!
The spiny durian
With nose pinched
Time to escape the stench!

Unusual ice cream flavors like
Red bean, black sesame,
Taro anyone?
My favorite past time
Is sitting in Columbus park
Indulging on a green tea ice cream
Until it gets dark.

I wrote this poem because it talks about how it is like in Chinatown.  Chinatown has many people and many different types of foods like dragon fruit and lychee.  In the first stanza, I used a simile, "As busy as bumblebees."  This means that there are lots of people that are busy and going to work so there is a lot of traffic.  This would show how busy all these different people are in Chinatown.  In the second stanza, I listed some fruits that are in Chinatown like longan, magosteen, etc.  In this poem, I wrote about how my favorite place to eat green tea ice cream is Columbus park.  In the third stanza, there are unusual ice cream like red bean ice cream and taro.  I would eat my ice cream it would finally be dark in Chinatown.  This all describes how it is like from my point of view in this place Chinatown.  From the heavy traffic on the streets to the delicious ice cream. 

Kara's poem #9

Maple

Outside of my window

I see you everyday.

Your stance

Is like a great sturdy giant,

Somewhat intimidated,

But it's okay.

On some mornings,

When your leaves sway and ruffle,

Is a sign for me

To wear an extra layer.

Tallest deciduous

on the entire block.

Shading crimson sun

In the backdrop

Your presence is known

When the day ends.

I wrote this poem because it was inspired by a maple tree outside the window.  This maple tree stands there everyday, it is also tall and sturdy.  I also wrote in this poem is how ever the tree acts, it would gives me a sign.  Like when the leaves ruffle, this means that it is getting cold and it is time to wear another shirt.  

 Kara's poem #10

Litterer

Crumbled candy wrappers,

Unsightly plastic bags,

Worn-out papers,

Some strange bottles,

A few juice cartons,

And even detergent bottles.

Litter on our sidewalk

These careless beings

The careless dumping.

Day in and day out,

Annoyed and fed up,

Cameras being installed.

So beware!

You are under surveillance

And we know who you are!

I wrote this poem because it was inspired by the amount litter on my street.  People carelessly dump garbage on to my sidewalk like paper and bottles.  So we installed cameras to make sure they don't put trash on to the sidewalk.  Litterers litter all over the place, so we get annoyed by the garbage.  The cameras would help us get rid of the litterers and amount of litter.