Lord of the Flies

This year for literature we read Lord of the Flies, and then my mom had me write a poem about it. As soon as she told me about it my mind started to form an idea, and soon enough I was writing a poem, I hope you enjoy it (It helps if you have read the book).

Still There on the Island

From the sky the plane fell

Two boys met in surprise

Fair haired Ralph finds the conch

The Lord of the Prize

The boys gather 'round

No adults that are wise

and Ralph they pick to be

The Lord of the Guys

Another boy, Jack,

Ralph he does despise

Paints his face for hunting

The Lord of Disguise

Fear has taken a grip

In the littluns' eyes

Maybe beast of the ocean or

The Lord of the Skies

When the pack splits in two

Forged are foes and allies

Ralph is left with quite few

Including Lord of Four Eyes

When the death chant begins

With savage cheers and cries

Jack's posse kills Simon

The Lords of Demise

Piggy stays with Ralph

And he tragically dies

When he tries to negotiate

Lord of Compromise

Jack's group chases Ralph

A cruel plan do they devise

Cross the island Jack goes

The Lord of the Lies

Then comes an adult

Ralph first meets his eyes

All the boys leave with him

The Lord of Goodbyes

Still there on the island

A skull that's gone dry

Was left a pig's head,

The Lord of the Flies

Something So Small

The next poem she, my mother, had me write I wrote about society as well as some other things...

Something So Small

Something so big from something so small

Doubtful looks from those who are tall

Brave has no interest in what Shy believes

Old doesn't trust Young so quickly leaves

Genius lacks patience to hear out Artistic

Logic ignores all coming from Mystic

Something so big from something so small

Yet no one bothers to listen at all

Haiku

It has been a while since I last posted a poem, but I still have been writing them. In fact this year in school (I am homeschooled) my mother has made poetry the ELA topic for September. The first thing she had me write was a Haiku, a type of Japanese poetry with only three lines that do not rhyme. Haikus also have a set rhythm to them 5 beats then 7 then 5 again, 17 in total.

Haiku

A flower bursting,

with the sweetest of perfumes

a tiny treasure

All of the Above

Sometimes you have an idea about what would make a good poem. I had none. So, laying in bed (as this was early in the summer morning), I looked around. As a young girl I have many colors in my room and they got me thinking about how each color represents something to me. I see black at funerals and sad occasions, so therefore when I see black the word sad jumps to mind, even if there is nothing to be sad about.

All of the Above

Red is for anger, passion and fire,

Orange is for hope, dreams and desire

Yellow is for greed and endless wealth

Green is for growing, sharing and health

Blue is for hard work, kindness and love

Purple is for learning to be all of the above.