Life Is A Rollercoaster
by Jordynn
in Pennsylvania
April 20th, 2009
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in Pennsylvania
April 20th, 2009
I consider my life a rollercoaster, up and down it goes.
Sometimes there are bumpy parts and others smoothly flow.
From my toddler years to childhood, my family is here through it all.
Seceretly watching over me when the nighttime would fall.
Sometimes I feel shy. Sometimes I feel sad.
Sometimes I do good things, sometimes I do bad.
You can never imagine where life may go but just keep this in mind,
Life is like a rollercoaster it changes throughout time.
By Jordynn 2009-04-20 21:08:28
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A very well-written poem. Deep poems like this are usually hard to rhyme, but you managed to do even that!
"Does the walker choose the path, or the path the walker?" -- Sabriel and Lirael, Abhorsen Trilogy, Garth Nix
Thankyou!
I am only 7 so I try my best to make my poems better. I have a heart for poetry.
The rhyming's a little off, but I like it.
And welcome to Kidpub!
"I don't believe in North Dakota, the Lochness Monster, or permanent records." ~ my super awesome friend, Becca Chan
It is called "near rhyming" and is allowed in poems. Its a legitimate kind of rhyme used by poets.
"Does the walker choose the path, or the path the walker?" -- Sabriel and Lirael, Abhorsen Trilogy, Garth Nix
Psh. I knew that. And, if you think about it, everything is allowed in poetry, really. There aren't exactly rules. Anyway, it was just my opinion.
"I don't believe in North Dakota, the Lochness Monster, or permanent records." ~ my super awesome friend, Becca Chan
Yeah. Loads of my poems don't even even come close to as good as this. And I'm 15 in december. Even at the age of 9 my poetry just about extended to:
"once their was a dart that loved to fart.
round and round a blueberry tart.
fart. fart. off it went.
now the tart's a smelly tart."
I was so mature then... It's amazing.
*Hugs* from the Bear of Hugs!
Love. A profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. I still don't get it...
LOL BEN! The maturity is utterly astounding...
Mine were like:
"Today there is sun
We're gonna have fun
And run and run
In the shiny sun."
Ack... Oh the aaaaagony.... Poe would roll in his grave, Dickenson would weep in despair, Frost would double over laughing...
~Calla
You're only seven? O_O Holy Awesome Poetry Batman!
This is really good, when I was seven, I failed at poetry... And still do most of the time XD
Very nice work. I look forward to reading more of your works.
~calla
wow! You rock. Seriously. I wish my poems where something CLOSE to this!!!
*Hugs* from the Bear of Hugs!
Love. A profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. I still don't get it...
Wow that was cool..... You're seven? At seven I hardly knew what poetry WAS, let alone how to write it and rhyme it. *thumbs up* Awesome!!
And welcome to KP!
~>Laurel