Tanka Poems

LOTF-Ch.10: The Shell and the Glasses

Leaves rustled outside
Pray the beast prefers littluns
A vicious snarling
Did someone get hurt at all?
It was Jack and his hunters.

LOTF-Ch.9: A View to a Death

The beast is harmless.
I must tell everyone else.
Climb down the mountain,
but don't get the chance to tell.
Dead body in the ocean.



Rain drops on the car.
I'm inside, hoping it stops.
Can't do anything;
Tennis courts too wet to play.
If I go, I would get sick.


Icicles hanging
Snowflakes free fall to the ground
Leaves gone, trees are bare.
Carrying skiis on my back.

LOTF- Ch.10: The Shell and the Glasses

Leaves rustled outside
Pray the beast prefers littluns
A vicious snarling
Did someone get hurt at all?
It was Jack and his hunters.

You Can't Have It All

But you can have those hot days
When you turn on the sprinklers and run through them
Like a dog let off his leash.
You can have the taste of your mom’s freshly baked banana bread,
Still hot from the oven.
You can have the chirping of birds,
Waking you up every morning
Saying, “Wake up! Wake up! Or you’ll be late!
You can have hope; although it’s something rare
Like a black diamond.
You can have the aroma of vanilla scented candles
Roam through your house, bringing out your sweet tooth.
You can make so many mistakes that
You think it can’t get any worse, and then it does.
You can have thousands of memories on your walls,
Reminding you how lucky you are.
You can have a bad hair day,
Then realize that in 10 years no one will remember.
You can have all the opportunities in the world,
But not know which one to take.
You can have as much time as you want,
Then it is suddenly cut short.
You can put off visiting your great- grandfather,
And when he has passed on,
You regret not seeing him more often.
You can have a wish on a shooting star,
And once you’ve made the wish that you think is what you want,
You end up wishing you had wished for something else.
You can have that moment
Where everything feels perfect,
And you realize that you can’t have it all,
But you can have this.

You Can't Have It All

But you can have those hot days
When you turn on the sprinklers and run through them
Like a dog let off his leash.
You can have the taste of your mom’s freshly baked banana bread,
Still hot from the oven.
You can have the chirping of birds,
Waking you up every morning
Saying, “Wake up! Wake up! Or you’ll be late!
You can have hope; although it’s something rare
Like a black diamond.
You can have the aroma of vanilla scented candles
Roam through your house, bringing out your sweet tooth.
You can make so many mistakes that
You think it can’t get any worse, and then it does.
You can have thousands of memories on your walls,
Reminding you how lucky you are.
You can have a bad hair day,
Then realize that in 10 years no one will remember.
You can have all the opportunities in the world,
But not know which one to take.
You can have as much time as you want,
Then it is suddenly cut short.
You can put off visiting your great- grandfather,
And when he has passed on,
You regret not seeing him more often.
You can have that moment
Where everything feels perfect,
And you realize that you can’t have it all,
But you can have this.

Dreams Are What People Live For
Selected by: Victoria Sherry

Poetry Notebook

Theme: Dreams

Synopsis: I believe that people don't think about what their life would be like if they didn't dream. I believe that dreams are an escape from reality and if you're stressed out or frustrated, dreams take you away from that for a while.

Description:These poems are all about dreams. Not dreams like a goal you wish to accomplish, but a dream that you have every night.


Dream With Me by Liza Liza

Dream Garden by Damaris West

Dream by Margaret Elizabeth Sangster

The Dream Called Life by Edward Fitzgerald

I Dream by Tsunami Hiroshisu

Everybody Dreams by Twilight Whispers

The Sleep Angel by Harry Boslem

I Dream by Z.E. Harris

Dreamers by AliCat Charlebois

Rosy Glow- Benjamin Moore, 2084-50

Eyeliner,
Mascara,
Blush,
Sit in front of her
Anxiously waiting
To be used.


She picks up
The blush,
Gently brushing it
On her cheeks.


I’m there,
Watching,
Studying,
Her every move.
She’s the teacher,
I’m her student.


Ever so gently
The blush hugs her cheeks.
A rosy glow
Illuminates her face.


She moves her hand
With the accuracy of a painter,
Her face; the canvas.
The make-up; her tools.


Tenderly,
She makes sure
Everything settles
Correctly,
Perfectly;
Flawless.


She leaves,
But I stay,
Looking at my reflection
In the mirror,
Wondering
When will it be my time
To paint my own canvas.
Would it be as beautiful as hers?

Someone Like You by Sarah Dessen

Publisher: Penguin Group

Genre: Realistic Fiction

Where I got it: It was a recommendation from a friend of mine.

One Sentence Summary: Scarlett’s boyfriend died in a motorcycle accident, only to find out that she was pregnant; Scarlett, having no idea what to do, turns to her best friend, Halley, for support.

First Sentence of the book: Scarlett Thomas has been my best friend for as long as I can remember.

First Chapter Review: Scarlett calls Halley at her camp to tell her about Michael Sherwood’s (Scarlett’s boyfriend) death. Halley decides to leave the camp early, knowing that she has to be there to support her best friend. Halley is not used to being the one that Scarlett needs, usually it’s the other way around. Now, she must learn to do whatever it takes to be there for Scarlett. You can clearly see a strong bond between the two best friends and that they would do anything for each other.

Verdict: This book is definitely one of my favorites and would read it again and again.

Cover Comments: Shows two people (a boy and a girl; I am assuming its Michael and Scarlett) on the beach. You can tell that it’s around summer time, could be a summer romance that ended in tragedy of Michael’s death.

What About the Beast?

This meeting must not be fun,
Only business.

A darkish figure showed
Against the shimmer
Of the lagoon.
If you were chief,
You had to think
And be wise.

This meeting must not be fun,
Only business.

All ‘round
Grey trunks rose,
Straight
Or leaning.
The sun
Slanting in
At one side,
The shadows
Where they ought to be.

This meeting must not be fun,
Only business.

We decide things,
But they don’t get done.
Is a fire too much
To make?
We said
We’d have water brought
Now not.

This meeting must not be fun,
Only business,

Who cares?
Sucks to the littluns.
What about the beast?
Beast my foot.

This meeting must not be fun,
Only business.

He lost himself
In a maze of thoughts,
in deep waters,
again….