Months- April PPOW

January

The snow will blow,

And the grass won’t grow.

We pray for no more snow,

but it continues to fall below.

February

The second month,

And also the shortest of the year.

Valentines Day is here,

And love starts to appear.

Groundhog Day lies on the second;

We will see when spring begins.

Every third Monday of February

Presidents Day takes place.

March

The month of March

Has just blown in

To say that spring

Will soon begin.

St. Patricks day arrives

And is filled with luck.

Wear green on this day

or it will suck.                                                                                                                            

April

Rain falls from the sky,

And I hold my umbrella up high.

When the Sun starts to glow,

The flowers start to grow.

Out comes the Easter Bunny;

He’s here to hide your eggs.

When Earth Day comes around,

people pick up around their town.

May

May is the month

Of sunshine and flowers.

Birds in their nests.

And one or two showers.

The Sun is warm,

And the wind is chill.

Spring is so beautiful,

it gives us thrill.

June

Long green weeks

that never end.

School is out,

And time is ours to spend.

We go to baseball games,

and watch them swing.

The pool is open

And the birds sing.

July

The fourth of July,

Red, white, and blue.

A memory of independance,

With fireworks and flags too.

August

School begins,

And days get longer.

Leaves start to fall,

And trees stand tall.

August brings sheaves of corn,

And farmers start to harvest crops.

September

Warm September brings the fruit,

And hunters begin to shoot.

Shadows start to appear,

And days become more clear.

October

Out come the pheasants,

And animals go into hibernation;

Hiding in a dark location.

Finally Halloween arrives,

Children flood the streets in costumes,

And teens stay in their rooms,

November

Nights come early,

And the sunrise comes late.

Snow falls by the gate,

And winter comes fairly.

Thanksgiving takes place.

Family and friends give thanks,

With effortless grace.

December

The snow drifts down from the sky;

It sparkles and shines.

It keeps snowing through the night,

All bright and white.

Christmas is here,

But soon it will disappear.

People get presents,

And here comes a new year.

May PPOW- Ashley Jones

Sports

Basketball

Basketball is a five man sport,

sitting in our seats,

as they dribble down the court.

We fall to our knees,

and the other team’s doing bad.

A man scores a three,

and we’re all really glad.

Cheering in our seats,

and we all sing along,

to the words that match the beat

because it’s our favorite song.

Softball

Pitching in a game,

and sitting in the dugout.

Someone screams your name;

you hope this game’s a shutout.

Playing in the heat isn’t very fun,

you deal with it anyways,

hoping you get some sun,

because these are your summer days.

Baseball

The season is finally here;

the pitcher throws a curve.

Fans scream in my ear,

and it’s getting on my nerves.

College world series,

and Pro Baseball too.

Fans make up theories,

and the players have no clue.

A hitter is up to bat,

And the dugout gets loud.

He takes off his hat,

And the hit’s in the clouds.

      

 Football

As the cheerleaders cheer,

The time is running out.

The opponents stand in fear,

and the game is sold out.

A player scores a touchdown,

And the crowd goes wild.

He is the star of the town,

And is an only child.

Volleyball

She serves the ball with pride

and hits it like no other.

Our eyes turn wide,

and the shock hits her mother.

Digging for the ball,

and bumping to the setter.

We make the team sprawl,

and they wish that they were better.

      

Soccer

Kicking the ball,

and running through the field.

I’d rather be at the mall,

than being a net shield.

Track

Running around in circles,

and catching the baton.

The opponent's color is purple,

and I’m long gone.

I don’t run,

and I never do.

It’s not fun,

and I’d rather have the flu.

Swim Team

Swimming in laps,

and early morning practice.

It takes a couple naps,

to recover from this madness.

Golf

Many types of Golf

that I don’t understand.

It’s not very fun.

Like, where was this idea planned?

I don’t like Golf,

and neither should you.

This is kinda dumb,

like putt putt and mini golf too.

My poem is almost over,

and I’m glad too.

I done with this poem,

if that is alright with you.

May PPOW: Poems That Don't Make Any Sense

Random

Writing poems is easy,

even though some are cheesy.

School is cool;

although there are plenty of rules,

it is still fun.

There are lots of friends

to hang and chill with.

Some of them are Bill’s,

but they’re still a thrill.

Sports are the best;

I am obsessed.

You have to train,

your brain to go insane.

You go hard,

around the yard.

Ball up,

pull up,

drank.

Fly around the field,

not willing to yield.

Under the sun,

you run.

The running back spun

like someone is coming after you with a spray gun.

Baseball

The ball flies across the field,

the umpire holding a back shield.

The pitcher throws the curve;

the batter jumps out of the box without any nerve.

It’s a strike;

now the batters on a hike,

back to the dugout to play another day.

The Poem That Makes No Sense

The boy goes the store

next door from the ocean shore.

Waves come up the beach,

the palm trees just out of reach.

I’m riding on the whip,

driving by the ship.

I get stung by bees,

enjoying the oceans breeze.

The EEZE Poem

Eating cheese,

in the summer breeze.

Ice cream please,

so I can feel the freeze.

Getting hit in the knees,

by dangling keys.

Sea breeze blowing in my face,

giving me an unease.

Now I am done,

this has been fun.

Basketball

Take it to the hoop,

waiting for the alley-oop.

Go hard in the paint.

Fly so high

in the sky.

Be like Mike,

soaring in the air.

Free throw line dunk,

for the win.

Six Rings will always be greater than five.

Kobe’s trailing on his heels,

but never will catch up.

Kobe’s old,

but still very bold.

Dallas Cowboys

The cowboys used to be great,

back in 98’.

With the big three,

that won three Super Bowls.

Now we have no chance without Murray,

our future now is blurry.

Romo is getting tired of going 8-8,

he just wants to be one of the greats.

Striving for the hall,

but without Murray the team is starting to fall.

They will always be my favorite team,

no matter what their dream.

May PPOW- Rare Birds

Rare Birds

Kakapo

Kakapo is a rare bird;

You’ve probably never heard.

They live in New Zealand,

And have no hands.

They are almost extinct.

Not even linked to others.

Kakapo can’t fly,

Even though they may try.

There’s only 124 left,

That we know of yet.

Wild they roam,

Only have one home.

Kakapo hunt like tigers,

But never like spiders.

All of them stick together,

Also have many feathers.

They were almost wiped out

Because there was a sprout,

In mammals called feral cats.

Who were tired of rats.

They decided to hunt Kakapo,

Due to the fact that they have more food.

Kakapo are very majestic creatures,

Who deserve to be here.

Orange-Bellied Parrot

Parrots aren’t very rare,

But these ones we must share.

An Orange-Bellied Parrot

Might look like a farret.

They migrate during winter,

As fast as a sprinter.

These parrots fly all the time,

And never leave slime.

They live in Australia for part of the year,

Without any fear.

Only 150 left in existence,

And are very distance.

They meet with each other;

Mostly the mothers.

Orange-Bellied Parrots hide in the wild,

And have lots of style.

They eat lots of fruit and seeds.

Many will also eat weeds.

The oldest they get is around four years old,

And are not told.

Many people don’t understand

That they don’t have a native land.

Orange-Bellied Parrots move all around,

Not even with one frown.

They need to be here

Because it’s not right for them to disappear.

Forest Owlet

Forest Owlets are critically endangered,

And are quite strangers.

Everyone doesn’t know,

That we, the humans, cut down their home.

All of them have to find another,

To help each other.

It’s not right what we do,

Cause we don’t know what they’ve been through.

Forest Owlets always lose the one,

That makes them feel like they can run.

They live in India,

Never found in Libya.

They have, but one native home,

That keeps getting smaller as humans grow.

Now non-profit organizations are around,

To help keep them bound.

Nobody really knew about Forest Owlets

Because they’re not a pet.

They are only found in the wild,

And not in a pile.

All of them have really flat faces,

And are not found in many places.

Forest Owlets are really unique,

And do not need to shrink.

Rare Birds

Now you have learned about three rare birds,

With many words.

Never forget about them,

They can be referred to as rare gems.

How would you like to be a bird,

You couldn’t really say any words.

You can’t tell people to stop,

When they go out and chop.

All of them are super tough,

Even those that have lots of fluff.

Kakapo, Orange-Bellied Parrots, and Forest Owlets,

Will have no regrets.

Human’s will though,

And they may blow.

Remember all these birds as fearless,

The tougher they are;

The better for the future.