Juice

Fruity and tasty
Delicious and fun
There's orange and kiwi
And berry and plum

It comes in neat cartons
Colored with red and yellow
You drink it in kitchens
In bedrooms, on pillows

It's not the expensive
At least at Pick 'N Save
Buy it at Sendik's
Or off someone named Dave

It can last for weeks
Maybe not quite
Mix it in smoothies
With yogurt and Sprite

You can buy it pre-mixed
With some other flavors
Like strawberry kiwi
That's something I savor

It can come from any fruit
Tomatoes included
Though vegetables no
They are excluded

Drinking up the last little bit
Now it is gone
Your chugging and chugging
If this was a race, you just won

Life

Family might be difficult sometimes.  Friends might be hard to deal with. You may have a lot of work to do.  Though one thing doesn't change between anyone.  Life.  Everyone deals with it, gets through it, and gets used to it.  You might think how your life really stinks right now, but have you gotten through it before.  Has anything stopped you from getting through it in the past?  Whether it's a good nights sleep or walking away.  It's life.  While life might not be fair right now, it will be tomorrow.  If you can't deal with it, wear a helmet--just in case you get hurt.  If your family is difficult, love them that much more.  If friends are hard to deal with, stand by them that much more.  Because however much your life might stink because of someone else, let them deal with their problems, because it's their life, not yours.  If you are going through heck, just keep going.  Go into the world with open eyes that prove to everyone you are yourself.  Not them not anyone, just you. Everyone dies, not everyone really lives.  Life is never easy for someone who dreams.  Big dreams, little dreams.  They'll never come true if you dwell in the past.  The past is over, the future's not here yet, and right now's a gift, that's why they call it the present.  Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be a victim. Accept no one's definition of you life.  Define yourself.

Spice

It can be tasty
Or fun to cook too
Put it in pastas
Pies not shoes

Give something flavor
Give something fun
It can be mild
Or hot like the sun


Turn into music
Or have fun with art
Make something sweet
Sour or tart

Throw in a sprinkle
A handful or more
Throw it in buildings
Windows or doors

Use it in anything
Everything or something
It can be something you crave
Or just wanting

Flies

They bug you, but don't hurt
They land, but don't sting
They are brown and black
Those annoying things

The pss, and they zss
Though not very loud
They can fly high
Though not to the clouds

They can take your food
In which you paid good money
They can take bread, and snacks
And turkey and honey

You try to swat them
But they're sneaky creatures
They don't care who you are
Whether Bill Gates or teacher

They land on your ears
Your mouth or your toes
They land on your fingers
Your arms and your nose

Ones flying around
A book that you read
You go for the kill
Now that fly is dead

Nat Turner

A young boy was born on the night of October second, 1800.  Little did he know, he would grow up to be a strong leader for dozens of people.  This man was born with the gift of leading and observation.  The same man grouped about seventy other slaves together and took over their freedom, by killing their masters. Sixty whites might have died that day, though seventy blacks were freed.  The leader of it all, the man who had the courage to do it all, was Nat Turner.

Nat Turner was born into an enslaved family.  He worked originally for Samuel Turner, though after he died, he was sold to Joseph Travis.  Nat grew up sharing his mother's view of slavery. Taught to read by his master's son, Nat developed strong religious beliefs and encouraged by his parents, gradually began to believe that God had chosen him to lead his people out of slavery. Turner often listened to events that he and his family thought were signs from God telling them to runaway. 

In February of 1831 there was an eclipse.  The eclipse convinced Turner that it was a supernatural sign from God to start an insurrection. However, it wasn't until August 21st that Turner and about seven other slaves murdered Travis and his family to launch his rebellion. In all, about 60 whites were killed by slaves that Turner lead. 

Because of Turner, over a hundred innocent slaves were killed by chance that they would rebel.  While these slaves were killed, Turner was hiding, but he could only hide so long.  He lasted six weeks before he was found.  Although Turner said that he had led the rebellion, he plead not guilty once tried.  He was still convicted and sentenced to death.  Nat Turner was executed November 11th, 1831.  While he didn't gain rights for slaves in his lifetime, after his death, more rights were given to slaves.  Turner was basically the Martin Luther King Jr. of slaves.  While he didn't get African Americans rights while he was around, he started many more acts after his assassination.

While Turner led to the deaths of about 150 slaves, he still gave courage to other slaves showing them that they can break free from the tight ropes of their masters.  All the slaves needed was someone to start the rebellion and that person was Nat Turner. Nat Turner might have been born a slave, but he died a hero. 

Dancing

Free and open
Wild and calm
Prancing through steps
Skipping through songs
No one can see you
You can see them
Moving alone
Or with a friend
Expressing yourself
Through all your new actions
Doing part of a dance
Not part but a fraction
Leaping through air
Jumping in breezes
You can't hear sounds
None but some sneezes
Frolicking and stepping
Kicking and jumping
Spinning and turning
Jazz hands or crumping
Slipping and gliding
Bending and stretching
Dancing to songs
Ones that are catchy

If I Were the Queen of Sheeba

If I were the queen of sheeba
I'd laugh at all my jokes
I'd tell people I'm real
Then go drink some Coke
If I were the queen of sheeba
I'd tell people they're no me
They always say yeah and I'm the queen of sheeba
But what they don't see
All the fault they give me
For just being myself
I would be rich in other words
I'd have lots of wealth
Though I don't know
Where sheeba is
I could soon make do
Or just make a list
I'd give guards the day off
From guarding
And spartans off
From sparing
I would sleep in a big bed
I'd demand nice sheets
I would put my slippers on
Right before I went to sleep

Why

Author's Note:
These are answers and questions that are a little confusing and all go together yet are completely separate--confused yet?

Why are the questions we ask ourselves
Why is the answer we want to know
Why her, why me, why not, why you
Why can't be answered to the extent we crave
Why would they do that
Why wouldn't you why wouldn't I
Why her, why me, why not, why you
Why does it work why does it break
Why should I care why do you
Why to know why to who
Why where when who what

Slavery

Author's Note:
This is a poem that shows emotions about times of slavery.  I am focusing on voice.

The selling of people

The ruins of hope

Not able to break

Or bath with nice soap

Taking loved ones

From places abandoned

Wealth is a virtue

Though can be a great sin

In the house

Or on the farm

No one thought

Of the great harm

Color is nothing

Families are something

I don't know much

But I sure no one thing

Separating families

Between hundreds of miles

Breaking relations

Breaking smiles

No more freedom

No more rights

They tried to sneak out

Late at nights

They lost their babies

Their friends, families

They were shipped out in boats

To go over seas

They got diseases

Illness and more

People took people

For some sort of "score"

They got little food

Or time to sleep

They hurt their arms

And legs and feet

Hundreds years later

Families found out

That ancestors were sold

Their family no doubt

Making them sad

Creating no good fortune

Though there is one thing

That is for certain

This never should've happened

No not one bit

Looking back on it now

It would make me sick

Dividing the country

Giving away friends

Doing this was no good

From beginning to end

North states had none

They were only in the south side

Slavery took away

From this great nation's pride

Puffins

Author's Note:
Just so you know, puffins are the most amazing animals in the world and and that's why I'm writing about them, I am focusing on voice.

They're soft, they're furry
They're squishy, they're fun
They live in cold places
Not under the sun

They're mostly amazing
They're wonderful indeed
They never play plays
They are never the lead

They're gray black and white
Not any new colors
Play around with some
Oh what a wonder

If I Were Dr. Seuss

If I were Dr. Seuss
I would rhyme words
With words
And other birds
And cats and bats
With lots of rats
And fish tanks and bowls
With mom I am full
And writing with pencils
With drawing with stencils
And Skipping through town
And meeting a clown
And flying a kite
With riding a bike
And reading a book
And corners and nooks
And sticking on tape
And going to skate
And buying a bagel
With flipping a table
And toe tapping your feet
With eating red meat
And exploring the world
With meeting a girl
And riding through Spain
With walking a cane
And kicking your feet
With going to sleep

Snow

White plush

Falling from

The barren trees

Right above

Sprinkled on us

Like cold cotton

Summer's soil on earth

Will not be forgotten

It must be freezing

For it to fall down

It falls from New York

To every small town

All over the world

To each little corner

Can bring joy to all

Even the mourners

Snow angels and forts

Are just the start

Throwing snowballs

Is another part

It has always snowed

And forever it will

Put in a freezer

It might spill

Bundling up

Just before you go outside

Snow kings and queens

Wear snow crowns with pride

Do your cartwheels in your boots

And twirl on around

Dig up some grass

Look what you've found

You here many things

Like the plunks of the globs

From the freshly made snowball

Your friend just lobbed

You wake up next morning

All of it's gone

Though while it was here

You sure had fun

Duct Tape

Author's Note:
I wrote this because I really like duct tape and we're supposed to write about things we like.  (I am focusing on voice)

It's normally silver
But can be apricot or blue
It can fix many items
But not injuries from kung fu
Don't stick it on walls
Or desks for that matter
If you have to get it off
You cannot be sadder
You can patch up a hole
Or make a knee pad real quick
Don't lick the back
Or you might get sick
Sticky and strong
Shouldn't be worn as a necklace
Fun to play with
Though don't eat it at breakfast
It makes purses and bags
Jewelry and more
You can buy it at any
Arts and crafts store
Don't tape your mouth shut
Then you can't be a singer
Don't duct tape your eyes
Or your typing fingers