An Anthology of Middle School Poems 2nd Block

AN ANTHOLOGY OF MIDDLE SCHOOL POEMS

Illustration by Elin M.

BY MRS. EVELYN EGAN’S SCHOLARS SCHOOL YEAR 2023-2024 6TH GRADE ELA 2ND BLOCK HONORS OAKLAND MIDDLE SCHOOL MURFREESBORO, TN

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FIRE AND ICE BY BRADY A. Fire Bright, warm Burning, raging, flaming Flame, wood, snow, winter Freezing, snowing, sledding Cold, frozen Ice 1

Chameleon By Delaney B. I am a chameleon.

Come and you’ll see how I can change color

when you hold me.

Red, green, and blue Orange and purple, too Brown to yellow To a pink little fellow

I am a chameleon and love to be free like a colorful crayon you see.

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Clouds

By Trace B. Clouds White, wet Clouds floating above Designed from water vapor

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Water

The Fox by ADALENE B. The fox loves to run around and play.

The fox loves to eat all sorts of small animals.

The fox loves to sleep.

The fox loves to play in the water.

The fox is most active after the sun sets.

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Baseball by

Noah B.

Baseball is fun like the sun.

Baseball people love burgers and buns.

Baseball is really fun.

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A walk in the Garden by

Caroline B. As the flowers grow, You can smell the sweetness of the pulp.

You can hear the bumble bees buzz as if they are singing a song.

You can touch the clouds

that look like soft, fluffy pillows.

You can taste the sweetness of the air as you walk leaving a trail behind.

You can see the beautiful colors of the field of flowers.

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Tiger By Aaron C. My favorite animal is the tiger.

The best fighter He stalks his prey And in his den, he lays.

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Cobra by Emmitt D.

The snake that rules the North Is the King Cobra.

Its venom is incredible.

This snake will make you drill down in the earth.

This snake that is my favorite is incredible.

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My Day with Peter Pan

By

Parker D. My day with Peter Pan Did not turn me into a fan.

The moment he appeared He seemed a bit weird.

He took me by the hand And told me he's taking me to Neverland.

I fought him and said "No!" Wanting him to go.

He finally left when my meltdown was done,

But he took all my fun.

My day with Peter Pan Did not turn me into a fan.

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Forest by Delaney D. Forest Green, beautiful Birds are chirping Playful little creatures wondering Woodland 10

Brinleigh by Brinleigh E. Because I love their fries, Ronald McDonald is my guy.

If something challenging happens, Never will I give up.

Losing is never my thing, Except if it is a good day.

Indoors will I always be Girlie, socializing is never a go to for me Hello! It is the end of this poem.

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Turtles by Mackenzie F. Turtles are green.

They aren't very mean.

Turtles are slow.

They don’t wear bows.

They live in the Pacific.

But we don’t have to be specific.

Turtles eat jellyfish.

It’s truly their favorite dish.

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Filet

by Anthony F. Anthony F. is my name.

Filet is the best meat, And the rest is lame.

If you give me something else, I’ll break the beat!

But make it medium rare Tell your chef that, I dare you!

My name’s Anthony F. And this place I can’t bear.

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Butterfly by Evelyn F. It was as quiet as a mouse.

Not even a noise,

As the trees grew, The wind blew.

As the water flowed, A butterfly Came flying alone

That angered a fox Hiding deep in the woods.

The butterfly left.

And peace was kept.

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Silent paw steps by Faith G. A sly mouser leapt from the hayloft, She narrowed her eyes with a scoff.

The critters ran her towards their burrows, She gave her mitts a furrow.

She crouched down, pupils trapped on the burrow.

She couldn’t bear the sorrow of having no prey.

The soft grinding of nails was heard Before a stout rodent was climbing out.

She gave a prowl towards it, A growl bubbled in her throat.

It felt like a lifetime before she pounced.

The mouse gave a start before it was trounced, Claws ripped the flesh of it,

A maw bent down lifting it up Which was speared by a cherry splash.

The painted feline gave a lash of her tail at her success.

The critters cried in fear

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As the cat would have them shake for the rest of the year.

dogs by Mary G. Dogs Digging up dirt outside on the grass, A man’s best friend, Every day they’ll miss you.

Everyday they’ll greet you by the door.

But someday, this will all end.

In the meantime, dogs will love you whenever they can.

Dogs come in many shapes and sizes, brown, white and excessively more.

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Easter Day by

Abigail G. Today is Easter Day, and all my sins have flown away.

God is here.

Have no fear for He is here to stay.

Praise the Lord who has kept you safe, Who has loved you within his warm embrace.

Jesus died just for your sins,

so, embrace the good within.

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Pumpkin Pie by Mia J. Let’s make a sweet treat.

Something very good to eat, Measure, count, mix, and pour Into the oven shut the door, Wait and wait, smells so sweet

When will it be time to eat?

The timer rings, the baking’s done.

Making pie was so much fun!

Cut a slice, and then cut two pumpkin pies for me and you.

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A Walk in Spring by Lucy J. Daisies are stunning.

The flowers are blossoming.

The roses look lush.

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Baseball Poem by Maddox L. I see freshly cut grass.

I hear fans clap a crash.

I taste dirt on my lips as I slide.

I have a winning feeling of pride.

There are goosebumps on my skin.

I feel confident that we will win.

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The mini jet by Selena M.

As the sun slowly began to set, there was a small jet flying high above the gloomy clouds during the spring.

Above the breezing wind and calming nature that made the forest a fling and wonderful place for its creatures, The wind pushed against the jet making it higher than the greatest mountains and earth’s tallest features.

It remained flying and soaring throughout that evening.

The birds began singing a beautiful tune that was uplifting, and soon enough the sun was fully set, and the small jet began to settle down.

It was spring after all and the jet had no time to lose at all.

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Nature by Elin M.

Among the trees, as far as I can see, A crane sings far along the lake.

Stake your spot and stay a while Because watching nature makes you smile.

Walking across a secret path You see a frog in nature’s bath.

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Drake by Nia Mc.

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Drake Counts money for fun.

He doesn’t quit until he’s done.

Ask, does Kiki love him?

She said she’ll never ever leave.

That’s hard to believe.

Drake, People love him.

No one is above him.

Drake, One of the world's best-selling artists, Toronto is where he is the best artist.

Drake.

Nature’s Beauty by Tom N. Wide open fields flowers blooming trees growing rivers flowing the crisp sunny breeze Fish splashing frog eggs hatching crane flapping their wings Mist slowly moving mountain goats screaming and echoing through the valleys below Spiders crawling bats resting moist water dripping down from above Beautiful and lovely it truly is this is Nature.

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Come Little Leaves by Cooper P. Come little leaves Said the wind one day, Come over the meadows With me and play.

Put on your dresses Of red and gold.

Summer is gone, And the days grow cold.

Soon as the leaves Heard the wind’s loud call.

Down they came fluttering One and all.

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In The Meadow by Kimber P. I sit in the meadow listening to the stream.

I look around at the grass so green.

I smell the tiger lilies and their scent is so sweet.

I see heathers so elegant none can beat.

I see the Queen Anne’s lace so very fair,

And the orange-fringed orchid that is quite rare.

Don’t forget the irises which are so divine, And I see so many vines which are all in lines.

I see the mountain tall and proud, They are almost touching the clouds.

They are faded with fog which reminds me of a bog.

I sit under the trees that are old and wise.

They know the difference between the truth and lies.

Under the trees the sun peeks in, Touching my skin so warm and golden.

I look into the golden sky where all the birds fly right by.

Soon I look up as night settles on the sky.

That’s all now, goodbye.

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Summer Sand By Kinsley R.

Swimming in the sea Under the hot sun Making memories Meeting friends Eager to get out of school Running on the hot sand 27

To gain your voice, you have to forget about having it heard. – Jack Kerouac

Illustration by Delaney B.

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