Staying Strong Poems By: Mica Einhorn
Dedication
I dedicate this poem to my mother Brett Graff Einhorn
Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance -Carl Sandburg
Table of Contents
On the other side pg 1 The Bully pg 3 Cycles of School pg 5 Resist pg 9 The fight pg 11 Inside and Out pg 13 ??? pg 15 The Parties ph 17 Work pg 19 Seemingly peaceful pg 21 Sonnet 56 pg 23
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On the Other Side Alliteration Jake Johnson, the leader of the school
He strolled Jackie Robinson Middle School in his jock jacket His jagged hair hiding his jawline His jokes made everyone jolly But he was never joyful He could have anything All the boys were jealous Jordan,, Jenna and even Jessica the jewel of the school Would jump into his arms Yet he wasn't satisfied Jackeline the one girl who didn't get jitters when he was near Was the one girl he wanted Yet he just could not get her
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The Bully Assonance
My bones begin to shake I try to remain hopeful Yet it feels as if soap is in my eye She looks as pretty as a rose But really her heart is as dark as coal And I am pure, as white as snow So I don't know if I can confront her. My fear begins to show And she walks over Her long coat dragging against the floor I finally get the courage and it all comes out !LEAVE ME ALONE!
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Cycles of School onomatopoeia
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The bells shrieked into Sara’s ears Reminding her she had to deal with it all another day Her tired eyes looked around As her feet went pitter patter on the ground Stomp Stomp went the children's feet Rain oozed down from the dark sky pat,pat
When the lunch bell went ding dong Everything was awake The rain no longer oozed The sun was out The bees were buzzing And she went chomp chomp on her She heard everything the ding the dong the ching the chong
When the last bells rang there was clamour, clang clang Chit chat was heard from all directions The sun brighter than ever Children going to and fro, pat, pat cling, ding
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Z imagery Always last Never picked Must feel pretty bad Never having a blast Considered strange and sour Yet really is quite sweet Looks ragged and jagged Yet really is quite smooth And squiggly Thought to smell foul Yet really smells like lavender Do not assume badly of this poor letter Because in reality it is quite zeautiful
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Resist Personification My phone calls for me Coming from my loud annoying room They yell at me Telling me to come As I step into the room to see what they want My bed pulls me The next thing I know I am lying in my bed My phone now yelling so loud I know the only way to make it stop is to turn it on But I must refuse As soon as it turns I will be trapped Trapped in a world of fake everything Too good to be true I might never leave I run out of the trembling room I have defeated the technology
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The fight Rhyme
I will defeat Whatever is trying to eat My soul, it won’t win My mind will no longer spin I will figure out who I am I will no longer scram This person I will face And they will no longer chase The mirror is what I will look at I will not see an ugly rat I will like what I see Because I love me
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Inside and Out Self portrait
Hair like millions of tree trunks in the woods Hand as cold as dry ice My skin is untouched snow Short as a dwarf
Happy as a toddler with candy Yet my heart is a warm plump chocolate cake I am a police dog Or a colorful bird I am me Me is I
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??? Tone
Kind to anything and everything Smart and mature Funny yet serious Open, yet still a bit mysterious
A little bit quiet And not that secure His whole life is a blur And he is never too sure
Tall with brown hair with blue sparkling eyes And a personality that flies Pale as the snow Yet no one will ever know.
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The parties Mood I saw im in the corner Looking shy and scared He blushed and I walked over As I talked his head faced down But his eyes looked up A smile emerged From his sad little face We talked and talked all night Until the sun was bright I'm so glad I walked over And I feel quite alright
She looked threatening Looking at me up and down Whispering to her friends About the way I looked Trying to be cool With her dirty looks I could not let this occur I walk over getting ready for a fight She takes of her earrings Getting ready for a showdown I look at her With the most judgemental face Looking at her up and down Walk away And it is all over She will never look at me again
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Work Hyperbole
A stack of papers taller I am Looking at me with a judgy face Seems every second getting higher Now as tall as a skyscraper With math problems that look like code I feel as if I am gonna die Or even worse cry And let the monster win I sit at the desk The work ticking like a bomb But I promise I will get it done
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Seemingly peaceful Allusion We are getting ready to fight Hope it’s not as bad as the civil ones We will do this right We will be prepared
Not as many will be hurt Not as many as that bloody war We hope for the best If not,we will try to forget
Our leaders on not Mary They have gained the nobles support So we are ready As we will ever be
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Sonnet 56 I shall attend the social festival. On Saturday eve, shall party commence. Thine villagers await my arrival. My new carriage announces my presence. Glittering jewels shine diamond like bright. Far I can travel for I never end. My party begins on midsummers night. Dancing like lunatics, we shall pretend. Sojourning through the London West end clubs. A live the city, all shaking thy bums. Royals get intoxicated at pubs. Connecting with the rich, avoiding the slums. Operating is my avocation. All leave the party will appreciation.
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