Poem #3 - Friendship

Peanut butter and jam,
cheese and crackers,
popcorn and butter,
bear and berries,
apples and peanut butter,
speghetti and meatballs,
you and me.

Side by side we stand,
through thick and thin,
we fight and we laugh,
we cry and we smile,
we jump and we catch eachother.

We are there for eachother,
no matter what,
we are best friends, till the end...

Poem #2 - Pain

The feeling you get,
when tears flood down your cheeks.
When your heart throbs and
your eyes puff up from crying..
When your lost without direction,
when no one guides your way,
you feel it...

It's not pleasant, it pulls you out of this world,
for a minute, a second, an instant, just enough so you feel it,
You feel it breakthrough your wall,
your heart, your life..
There's nothing you can do,
but just hurt & break,
and that's when you know you feel pain...

Poem #1 - Taking Baby Steps..

I'm just going to take these steps,
one by one
left then right.
Look before I step,
but hope to find something.
Maybe something dangerous,
maybe something happy or sad,
just something...

Because every new beginning,
comes from another end.
I wish I knew where I'm going,
or how to get there, but
maybe that is part of the fun...

You only live once, no map
no direction where to go..
But I'm going to make the best of this adventure,
smile and keep walking,
one step at a time..

Sense Challenge: Dad's Homemade Pizza

Smell:
- dough : like yeast fermenting
- sause : fresh tomatoes, potent garlic, hint of oregeno, pepper tickles your nose
- cheese : aged, strong, sharp, stinky

Taste:
-dough : crispy on the outside, light and fluffy on the inside. Taste the yeast, the salt gives you flavour, but overpowering the dough.
- sause: the tomatoes - tangy, sweet, velvety
             garlic - strong, small crunches, potent
             oregeno - herby tasting, crunchy texture, taste of summer
             salt & pepper - add good seasoning, balances your tastebuds
-cheese : rich parmesan & romano - sharp, completes the dish, melted texture not crunchy but creamy
                                                    

Born into this.. (Tasha & Becky)

Poet:
- negative view point on humanity
- closed minded
- very influenced by social & cultural aspects
- alcoholic
- came from a poor income family
- dislexic
- not popular

Video:
- dark, shady
- wandering, lost

Poem:
- very negative
- the glass is half empty, not half full reality
- violent & scary
- everything that is bad he focuses on, nothing positive
- very descriptive
- helpless feeling
- poor American reality

What I would do with 100 billion dollars...

If you were to give me 100 billion dollars, after donating a good chunk to several hospitals, foodbanks, and charities, I'd use it to end world hunger and poverty. I would buy out companies like shoppers drugmart, the brick, and grocery stores. Then I would go to countries with a high poverty rate and donate a lot of medications, food, and furnature. I would help them start over, fresh water, close food resources, and good living conditions. And giving them these kinds of resources would also give many of them a job to help give them careers.

Then I would buy out companies like Rona & Home Depot and hire some construction companies to build houses wherever homeless people are. I would travel the world and get every homeless person off the streets, into a house and fed. If they are an addict I will put them in a rehab center and try my best to make them clean again.

I would then go to all the hospitals I could find, I would go and pay for cancer treatments and killing diseases, then I would take every child that has a killing disease and I would make there day. I would buy them toys, take them to see their role model, go to the CN tower, etc. whatever they would want.

I would set about 1 billion dollars away for my future children and their families. Then and only then would I travel the world and live my dreams. I'd travel the world, as many places as I could go. I'd go bungee jumping, skydiving, and ziplining. I would buy an amusement and let it be free to random people, on random days just to bring a smile to their face.

And with any remaining money, I would just use it to make peoples' days. By maybe buying the person behind me's order, or taking a little girl skating, or buying a bigger bike for a boy, etc.

I would do something along these lines, on random days..

Why I don't like poetry...

In the past, I have not enjoyed poetry because the teachers I have had in the past have not taught me why I'm doing it. I don't like poetry that ryhmes because it doesn't feel like its real thought,it just feels like they are trying to ryhme. I really enjoy poetry that doesn't ryhme or tells a story or even paint a picture. I love to write poetry as long as it doesn't have to ryhme. I usually do well in writing my poetry, but when we critque it I don't really understand because I usually look at the poem in a different way than everyone else.

For this poem section, I think I will enjoy it if you explain to me how it works and you let us write our own poetry :)