I am poem
Students were asked to compose poems following the "I am" poem format revealing in one line who they truly are. This line is then repeated throughout the poem as they speak of their wishes, dreams, hopes and fears. They were also to create a visual collage illustrating what makes up who they are as background for their poem.
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I am a teenage girl
I wonder what guy I will like next week
I hear gossip about everyone in school
I want to be free from my parents rule
I am a teenage girl
I pretend to like people I secretly despise
I feel the warmth of friendship
I touch up my make up every hour
I worry about my looks
I am a teenage girl
I understand that looks aren’t everything, but I live like they do
I say things to make people better
I dream of becoming famous
I try to get good grades, but I hate school
I am a teenage girl
I am…
I am an album
I wonder if I will only be a one hit wonder
I hear critics telling me what is wrong
I want to make a difference
I am an album
I pretend that those critics do not matter
I feel scratched
I touch minds around the world
I worry the “in” crowd won’t listen to me
I am an album
I understand my artist
I say what I feel in my soul
I dream to be world wide
I try to please everybody
I hope to be a best seller
I am an album
I am one of a kind.
I wonder that if I were not myself, who would I be.
I hear all the time to be myself.
I want to be able to be myself.
I am one of a kind.
I pretend not to care what people think about me.
I feel loved at times.
I touch things that I think should be think about.
I worry about what people think about other people.
I am one of a kind.
I understand in myself.
I say things that are not always right.
I dream about my future.
I try to understand others.
I hope that one day everyone with expect each other.
I am one of a kind.
I am music
I wonder who hears me because
I hear myself
I want to be heard
I am music
I pretend I like to stay on paper, but
I feel myself go through ears and
I touch their hearts
I worry one day I will not be heard
I am music
I understand
I say beautiful things
I dream of being in an orchestra
I try to reach to those that need me
I hope I can help anyone in need
I am music
I am concept
I wonder about tomorrow
I hear engines
I want luxury
I am concept
I pretend to drive
I feel the wind
I touch the leather
I worry about crashing
I am concept
I understand consumers
I say nothing
I dream of new designs
I try to create new
I hope to become the new big thing
I am concept
I am Ashleigh
I wonder how the world continues to turn when someone's life has been shattered
I hear the repetitive strum of guitars
I want to be eternally happy, like all the others I know
I am Ashleigh
I pretend to have accomplished something great
I feel as if I am an in-between
I touch lives
I worry about what tomorrow will bring
I am Ashleigh
I understand that I have a lot to learn
I say what I believe
I dream of better
I try to achieve something
I hope that I truly live my life
I am Ashleigh
I AM POEM
I am a lazy, happy dog. I wonder what the world would look like in color. I hear other dogs barking and humans yelling. I want food that is cooked and delicious. I am a lazy, happy dog.
I pretend to sleep. I feel my owners’ and other peoples’ emotions. I touch peoples’ lives with my upbeat attitude. I worry about time and when I am going to get my next meal. I am a lazy, happy dog.
I understand nothing except for myself. I say nothing since nobody can understand what I am saying. I dream about food and I dream about it a lot. I try to steal good food from the humans’ table. I hope to get away. I am a lazy, happy dog.
I Am Poem
I am a perfume
I wonder if people will like my smell
I hear customers pass through expressing their feelings
I want people to like me
I am a perfume
I pretend to be a necessity
I feel used sometimes
I touch people's senses
I worry if poeple will like me
I am a perfume
I understand not everyone will like the indgredients I contain
I say what I smell
I dream about being bought
I try new things
I hope I get taken care of
I am a perfume
I am alone
I wonder who I really am
I hear everyone around me and yet I know I am alone
I want to trust once again
I am alone
I pretend that I'm fine but
I feel lonely and afraid
I touch my reflection and feel trapped inside myself
I worry that I'll forever be this way
I am alone
I understand that I have to find someone to trust
I say to them, I'm fine but I hope they know I'm not
I dream of one day feeling secure
I try to put my faith in others, but I can't
I hope that one day I'll trust again, but for now
I am alone
I am that thirty foot cliff ahead of you
I wonder if you are worthy of me
I hear the light fluffy powder falling down as you approach
I want to be known as a challenge that few have conquered
I am that thirty foot cliff ahead of you
I pretend that you will be the one to jump over me
I feel your skis preparing for the leap
I touch the P-TEX base of your skis
I worry if I will ever truly be appreciated
I am that thirty foot cliff ahead of you
I understand that many people just go around me
I say that ye of little courage can do it fine
I dream of a true expert to come by
I try to pose a formidable challenge for the common man
I hope that I can be remembered by someone as the challenge of his skiing career
I am that thirty foot cliff ahead of you
I am music
I wander wherever it goes
I hear sweet vibrations
I want to be free
I am music
I pretend to be quiet
I feel complete
I touch everyones soul
I worry nothing
I am music
I understand what i hear
I say what I think
I dream for the better
I try my hardest
I hope for sound
I am music
I am the writer of my own Story:
By: Ashleigh Martinez
I am the writer of my own story,
I wonder what I may write next.
I hear people say I should write a certain way,
I want; however, to to write my life as fits me best.
I am the writer of my own story.
I pretend sometimes to be someone I'm not, I feel however, I can write and achieve anything,
I touch the cover of my soon finished book,
I worry that memories may be overlooked,
I am the writer of my own story.
I understand that there may be mistakes, I say, however that I can write better, i dream of the person I will one day become,
I try to improve who i already am,
I hope that my life will influence others,
I am the writer of my own story.
I am the result of my thoughts
Infusing within a heart of steel
I wonder about the ever illusive questions
Which seek to be mended by answers
I hear the power of words
Entangling with life
I want the world
For nothing is impossible
I am simply the result of my thoughts
I pretend like words don't faze me
Yet they linger within
I feel utter confusion
At those intangible questions of life
I tough the lives of loved ones
With the grace of simplicity
I worry for nothing
Life should not be feared
I am the result of my thoughts
I understand nearly nothing
And nothing understands me
I say what I mean
And mean what I say
I dream of things once thought impossible
Unrealistic dreams of understanding
I try my best
But my best is not how hard I try
I hope for better days
When all the world can really smile
I am the result of these thoughts
I am an archer
I wonder where I will be in ten years
I hear many excuses
I want to win the gold
I am an archer
I pretend I am already in the Olympics
I feel the pain and agony
I touch the doors to glory
I worry I wont get there, but I have the drive to achieve
I am an archer
I understand the ways to shoot
I say I am perfect
I dream of the Olympics in Paris
I try to do my best
I hope I will make it
I am an archer
I Am Poem
I am a snowboard
I wonder about future conditions
I hear stories on the chairlifts
I want to go fast but stay in control
I am a snowboard
I pretend that I can fly
I feel all the damage done
I tough every inch of powder
I worry about my next step
I am a snowboard
I understand my limits
I say many actions but I don’t speak words
I dream to be pro
I try to be the best I can
I hope for a smooth landing
I am a snowboard
well done lyndsey.. it sounds truthful
I really like Deirdre's because everyone is one of a kind and I think more people need to realize that. It brings up a good point and illustrates it quite well.
I am an athlete
I wonder do I have the physical requirements to be the best I can be at it
I hear it takes a lot of toughness and confidence
I want to succeed at these things
I am an athlete
I pretend I am in the NFL playing with some of the best players
I feel like it’s a reality even if it’s for pretend
I touch a ball and feel liberated
I worry if I will let people down when tough situations develop
I am an athlete
I understand what I’m expected to do
I say I’m the best
I dream of the day I can prove want I can do
I try to stay focused of my goal
I hope one day I can say with confidence
I am an athlete
I am a musician
I wonder about the sounds I hear and the sounds I play
I hear harmony, rhythm, and beats
I want people to know me not for what I’ve done but what I do
I am a musician
I pretend to be famous
I feel the cold steel strings beneath my hands
I touch the sounds of piano, guitar, and harmonica
I worry my music is not of perfection
I am a musician
I understand a steady beat
I say that whatever I do revolves around music
I dream of being in front of a crowd playing guitar
I try to play my music to the fullest extent
I hope people understand my music
I am a musician
I think that Zach's poem is not only hilarious, but it it good and it makes sense, so good job!
I am addicted
To a main element
I wonder how I became so intrigued
The sound caresses me
I hear my board
And enjoy it
I want to succeed
With what I love
I am addicted.
I pretend I am
So I can say I am
I feel I am
When I say I am
I touch the board
And want so much
I worry of injury but,
I am addicted.
I understand the consequences
But have no fear
I say I love it
I know i do
I dreamed about it
That dream is coming true
I try to have fun
I can have fun
I hope to succeed
And I know I will
I am addicted.
I like both Torrein's and Zach's poems. Zach's is creative and funny, and Torrein's adds great emotion.
I like how mulitple people wrote there poem about music/albums. I understand what they are saying and I can tell that they enjoy music and it means something to them.
I AM...
I am the smartest person that ever lived
I wonder how I got so smart
I hear things and they are filed in my brain
I want to learn more but there is nothing left to learn
I am the smartest person that ever lived
I pretend I don't know everything but I can't help it
I feel so bad for the people who aren't as smart as me
I touch anything that helps me gain knowledge
I worry that no one will ever have more knoledge than me
I am the smartest person that ever lived
I understand that I am the smartest person that ever lived
I say everything I know
I dream of someone who will out smart me
I try to act less smart than I actually am but it never works
I hope that no one ever out smarts me
I am the smartest person that ever lived
I can tell that Zoe's was very heartfelt and took her a long time to write because not only does it make sense, it is just really good and inspirational (if that is the right word).
I Am Poem
I am a competitor
I wonder what it feels like to lose
I hear that it is not fun
I want to be on top of any other competition
I am a competitor
I pretend that I am everybody’s enemy
I feel like I can’t lose
I touch the cold ice surface
I worry that my team will not come out on top
I am a competitor
I understand that not every situation is held on my shoulders
I say that no one can beat me if I work until the play is done
I dream that I will one day be the best
I try to stay focused, positive, and self motivated
I hope that I will always work my hardest
I am a competitor
I am a passenger
I wonder what it feels like to be the driver
I hear you have complete control
I want to be able to be the driver sometimes
I am a passenger
I pretend I am at the wheel
I feel the wheel at my finger tips occasionally
I worry once I am in the drivers seat I will crash
I touch complacincy but I don't like, thats why I stay a passenger
I am a passenger
I understand I don't control the car in the passengers seat
I say I am just fine riding as a passenger
I dream I will never hit any speed bumps, and always stay on nice paved roads
I try to not watch the road, because I know it will take me somewhere
I hope to understand why I can't be the driver
I am a passenger
I AM POEM
I am unique
I wonder what the world has come to
I hear the music to my ears
I am unique
I pretend that I can do anything I imagine
I feel the need to help
I touch hearts of many
I worry about the end of my story
I am unique
I understand the role of faith and friendship
I say we are all united
I dream every night about what is to come
I try my best at every given task
I hope to succeed
I am unique
I am a soccer ball
I wonder whom the next person will be that strikes me to the back of the net
I hear the crowd roaring; everyone on their feet
I want to run across the grass; being sliced through defenders
I am a soccer ball
I pretend that every shot is going to go into the net
I feel the passion in the players as they play the game
I touch the grass that is cut everyday
I worry that I may be punched away from a goalkeeper
I am a soccer ball
I understand my purpose in the game
I say “Joga Bonito”
I dream of playing beautiful football
I try to cut between, over, and through defenders
I hope to be placed in the upper corner between the posts
I am a soccer ball
I really like Ashleigh C's poem. I think it is very truthful and it is from the heart.
I also like Zoe Y's poem. I think that it is very well written!
I Am Poem
By Dylan Bida
I am a football player
I wonder if I can make a big play
I hear the crowd cheering as I’m going all the way
I want to be the best at what I do
I am a football player
I pretend like I can make all the moves
I feel that I am better than you
I touch the ball and I am ready to go
I worry about giving you a show
I am a football player
I am a football player
I say I can make it big time
I dream that the future is mine
I try to be the hardest working player
I hope it can pay off for me later
I am a football player
nice poem connor, i like how you used personification.
Kyle, I like your poem, but I think that you could have stepped it up a notch and go the extra mile. I have seen you write poems that make you seem like a god. Kyle, you are the god of poems, nothing can stop you no matter what, “You can go the distance” (Hercules). Now go and write a poem, not just any poem, but a poem that is so powerful, so extraordinary, so remarkable, so astonishing that it will make even Edger Allen Poe worship you.
I am a skateboard
I wonder if the person that buys me will like me
I hear my wheels rolling on the grounds as I am being ridden
I want to be used well
I am a skateboard
I pretend that it doesn’t hurt when I get thrown around
I feel the kids’ feet standing on me
I touch everything that’s on the ground.
I worry about being thrown around
I am a skateboard
I understand why people like riding skateboards
I say I love being a skateboard
I dream about never breaking
I try to do the best I can
I hope I never break
I am a skateboard
I agree with Pat. Still the poem is well done Kyle.
I am a skier
I wonder what will stop me
I want to push the limits
I am a skier
I pretend i am invincible
I feel I can do anything
I touch the sky
I worry I wont be able to anymore
I am a skier
I understand anything possible
I say it'll be fine
I dream of being the biggest
I try my hardest
I hope I never stop
I am a skier
I am from Ms. Smith's 5th hour, but I want to compliment you guys on your poems. These poems express a lot of emotion.
Zoe~ Your poem has great imagery in it.
Torein~ You did a good job of illustrating emotion
John B. ~I like how your poem pushes boundaries.
Xavier~ My favorite line of your poem is "I feel like it’s a reality even if it’s for pretend."
Everyone else, good job!
I really like Kayla's poem, it's really well written.
I also really like that Zoe's poem sticks to one theme, yet realtes really well to her life.
what do you guys think about mine?
i wrote it just now, and im doing it for my english class.
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i am conscience
i wonder when things will get better
i hear the students gossip about me
i want to move, and get out of here.
i am conscience.
i pretend i don't care.
i feel their eyes watching me.
i touch their souls and hear their whispers.
i worry they will leave and not come back.
i cry at night, all alone.
i am conscience.
i understand these things happen.
i say i won't let it bring me down.
i dream that one day i will be free.
i try to ignore them, it just keeps getting to me.
i am conscience.
its 2010
I AM
I am a broken clock going around in circles.
I wonder where I’m going.
I hear time passing ‘tick tock tick tock’
I see a blur of everything mixed together.
I want to know if I’ll ever get anywhere.
I am a broken clock going around in circles.
I pretend to know which way to go.
I feel dizzy and helpless.
I touch reality as it were fantasy.
I worry what is good and bad.
I cry when nothing goes right.
I am a broken clock going around in circles.
I understand change happens.
I say one thing, but think another.
I dream of being fixed, mended, put back together.
I try to find a way.
I hope to one day I will, but for now…
I am a broken clock going around in circles.
I am just a young girl
I wonder who I truly am
I hear my heartbeat pounding
I see someone else in the mirror
I want to change
I am just a young girl
I pretend that I am someone else
I feel myself inside
I touch my skin
I worry what will become of me
I cry when people don’t understand
I am just a young girl
I understand that everyone is different
I say I am ok
I dream that I am my own unique person
I try to be myself
I hope that everyone sees me for who I am
I am just a young girl
I am just a student
I wonder how I got such a high score on my exam
I hear my name call when I receive my honor award
I see the homework written on the blackboard
I want to succeed, I want to succeed
I am just a student
I pretend everything is what I want it to be
I feel bad for the people who aren’t as smart as me
I touch their hearts when I act in the play so perfectly
I worry if I would ever get B’s or C’s
I cry when my feelings get hurt by my peers
I am just a student
I understand that I am different
I say we are more than test scores
I dream of graduating
I try to make friendships
I hope to go on that class trip
I am just a student
I am loud and optimistic.
I wonder what could of happened differently.
I hear people talking constantly...
I see a light at the end of every tunnel.
I want to move away, someday.
I am loud and optimistic.
I pretend to be happy sometimes.
I feel that that makes me look stronger.
I touch and cover my mouth.
I worry I will say the wrong things.
I cry often about Chernobyl and child abuse, but
I am loud and optimistic.
I understand this world will never be ideal, but
I say there is a better way.
I dream for a better day.
I try to let my voice be heard,and I hope this world will slow down...
I am loud and optimistic.
i am coping ur poem k?
I am lost and disappointed
I wonder why the arrogant idiots screech
I listen to their cry and feel ashamed
I see their wrenched and mangled forms
I am lost and disappointed
I pretend to relate but then feel frail
I feel remorse with every step
I touch the skin of broken minds
I worry for sanity, theirs and mine
I cry when so called humans defile hope
I am lost and disappointed
I say my mind but not out loud
I dream to exit but am always roused
I try and try but fail to break away
I hope for hope to stay but never cave
I am lost and disappointed
these poems are so beautiful... i have to write one for schoool, but none of mine will ever come out this good... i started crying reading a couple of these.
I am one of a kind
I wonder what is to come, but I have no real urge to find out
I hear the sweet escape of music leading me through life, playing always in the background and guiding my way
I see music notes dance around my head
I want to make a difference, but enjoy the gift of the present
I am one of a kind
I pretend that I’m quiet, though I’m loud to my friends
I feel the need to help
I touch the hearts of others, through my actions and my words
I worry when I’m on stage, though I love the thrill of performing
I am one of a kind
I understand the values of friendship and family
I say what others want to hear
I dream of being famous
I try to be the best I can
I hope I’m successful and happy
I am one of a kind
please tell me if you like my poem!!!
I am
I am a realist and an artist
I wonder what to paint on my blank canvas today
I hear whispers across time
I see rainbow palettes and shattered dreams
I want to fade away in time and leave behind a legacy
I am a realist and an artist
I pretend to be sassy and merry
I feel the cold and freezing rain upon my skin
I touch and wipe away a lone tear across your grieving face
I worry that the world would lose its color and turn an ashen gray
I cry when my sweet dreams turn into a beautiful nightmare
I am a realist and an artist
I understand life is not a fairy-tale
I say it's the truth and smile a sad and rueful smile
I dream of days when I was not alone
I want to turn my art into a masterpiece to be forever cherished
I hope for better days and a future to come
I am a realist and an artist
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Hope you enjoy my 'I am' poem:)
I am anxious but optimistic.
I wonder who I truly am.
I hear the music comforting me through everything.
I worry I’m not good enough.
I want reassurance.
I am anxious but optimistic.
I pretend it doesn’t hurt.
I feel like they might actually understand now.
I see the pain all around me.
I cry when it gets too hard.
I am anxious but optimistic.
I understand these things happen,
I say I won’t let them bring me down.
I try to always stay positive.
I hope they’ll never leave me.
I am anxious but optimistic.
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