tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post4450919040864448727..comments2023-09-03T02:18:30.475-06:00Comments on Smith English 9 Honors: I've Got a Secret...anneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00573450327737964454noreply@blogger.comBlogger62125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-28066754913868451942011-03-11T00:04:48.396-07:002011-03-11T00:04:48.396-07:00Do you want to know something?
You might think it ...Do you want to know something?<br />You might think it strange <br />But I won’t do it differently<br />I’m not gunna change<br /><br />I suffer from an odd condition<br />It is actually quite chronic<br />Some prefer to sing in theaters<br /> I prefer a stage wet and aquatic<br /><br />The shower<br />Is where I like to sing<br />‘Cause nobody<br />Can hear anything<br /><br />But you can’t tell<br />You have to promise me this<br />You won’t tell a soul <br />Or your face will meet my fistAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-27539741948772257392011-02-24T14:36:50.934-07:002011-02-24T14:36:50.934-07:00I’ve got a secret
Not meant to be shared
But a pen...I’ve got a secret<br />Not meant to be shared<br />But a penny for my thoughts<br />And I’ll tell anyone who cares<br /><br />Peanut butter a temptation so rich<br />Is sinfully my most favorite dish<br /><br />I love to put it on everything I eat <br />With pickles and pancakes it still tastes sweet<br /><br />A secret this is so you’d better not tell<br />About my love struck peanut butter spell<br /><br />I can’t begin to understand why peanut butter it is that I fancy <br />But I certainly enjoy it with my meals and all the other foods in my pantry<br /><br />Sticky and messy <br />Ill eat when I’m dressed casual or dressy<br /><br />Pickles, bananas, and mayonnaise you bet<br />Apples and French toast just part of the set<br /><br />Hush now, you must keep quiet<br />For when my mother goes to find tub <br />I’m going to tell her its not good for her diet<br /><br />When really I know it gone to my tummy<br />But I can’t help it; peanut butter with everything just tastes so yummyMaggieH2014https://www.blogger.com/profile/18442360535102386231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-21649282519690385182011-02-24T10:51:39.913-07:002011-02-24T10:51:39.913-07:00The sweet smell of flowers blooming
Tickles their ...The sweet smell of flowers blooming<br />Tickles their nose<br />Natures silence<br />Brings peace and tranquility<br />Backpacking through the woods<br />Creates new adventures<br />And new experiences<br />A different view of life<br />Where the only sounds come from<br />The babbling brook<br />The squirrels quarreling<br />The wind blowing through the trees<br />Peace, silence<br />Love of backpackingVivianD2014https://www.blogger.com/profile/14323280468384242387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-27983496040354434142011-02-23T19:20:50.321-07:002011-02-23T19:20:50.321-07:00My friend told me a secret
And frankly, I was dist...My friend told me a secret<br />And frankly, I was disturbed<br />Because when she goes to get her nails done,<br />The stylist ends up pictured<br /><br />She says I do not want to forget<br />The looks upon their faces<br />But I look at her in a troubled way<br />And think of many mental cases<br /><br />I laugh at the absurdity of it all<br />And ask her how she takes it<br />And really, I was not surprised<br />When she told me in secret<br /><br />I think of how most people would react,<br />Especially those being photographed,<br />And decide to tell her it’s for the best,<br />Not to take those pictures, for her own behalf.KellyM2014https://www.blogger.com/profile/07410245488256711954noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-65044452206182526952011-02-23T19:06:37.658-07:002011-02-23T19:06:37.658-07:00I know I’ll get that call someday
All the time the...I know I’ll get that call someday<br />All the time they are waiting for the perfect moment<br />When the FBI finally screams, “Hey!<br />What a perfect agent that we have been sent.”<br /><br />I will train with the best<br />Maybe even take down some crime<br />Someday I might arrest<br />someone hiding in some slime<br /><br />It might be dangerous, but I’m up for the task<br />All the bad guys will be begging for mercy<br />But when I mess up and lose the suspect’s mask<br />I might just have to blame it on my partner Percy<br /><br />One of these days I will be an American hero<br />Medals will line my chest<br />Who knows, I might be famous as Robert Deniro<br />Although, it’s hard to top the best<br /><br />My parents tell me to keep dreaming<br />I tell them I will<br />When I tell them I’m in the FBI they’ll be beaming<br />I hope that happens stillChadC2014https://www.blogger.com/profile/01166454238038515480noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-29583010295141838792011-02-23T12:28:30.796-07:002011-02-23T12:28:30.796-07:00Playing Harry Potter,
Trying not to slaughter,
His...Playing Harry Potter,<br />Trying not to slaughter,<br />His mother or father,<br />But they lived in a mirror,<br />Which was quite queer,<br />But were really dead,<br />With much unsaid.<br /><br />While mourning the loss,<br />Of an albatross, and<br />Dobby the gnome,<br />Who was buried, under a tombstone.<br /><br />Magic and spells,<br />Voldemort drank unicorn blood,<br />Just to feel swell.<br /><br />Learning to pretend,<br />Is tougher than said,<br />When you're a wizard,<br />And outside is a blizzard.GregM2014https://www.blogger.com/profile/06077517997856332626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-31847711038935174062011-02-23T12:19:45.922-07:002011-02-23T12:19:45.922-07:00I have a secret
There is an escalating fear withi...I have a secret<br /><br />There is an escalating fear within me<br /><br />A literal climbing fear<br /><br />My bravery is drowning in a sea<br /><br />Of an oscillating tier<br /><br />Staircases turning round<br /><br />No body can force me to approach<br /><br />With my epic fear profound<br /><br />I can already fell claustrophobia encroach<br /><br />Falling Falling beyond the floor<br /><br />Forces me to think<br /><br />Will a regular staircase hurt more?<br /><br />There is no way I will approach that winding brinkians2014https://www.blogger.com/profile/09648237844712119966noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-29137355369112182011-02-23T11:42:32.715-07:002011-02-23T11:42:32.715-07:00Some people are scared of heights, clowns, or aard...Some people are scared of heights, clowns, or aardvarks <br />But I am scared of a time of day<br />The black, evil dark<br />Every day it comes and attacks me<br />I scream, I freak, and I buckle at the knee <br />I run to the closet for my refuge<br />But then I notice the evil dark scrooge is in there too<br />I yell “Just go! Shoo!”<br />The dark does not understand and keeps its firm stand<br />Someday I will have to learn that the dark is just a thing <br />And give my fear the fling<br />When will this day be?<br />When I am 16, 25, or 63?<br />I am still secretly afraid of the dark today<br />But some day it will have to pay<br />When the beautiful light outshines its scary twin<br />My fear of the dark will be put in recycling bin <br />Where some other person, maybe even my kin, <br />Will find their true scareEmilyW2014https://www.blogger.com/profile/14967616704714836985noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-78033945132195120462011-02-23T08:39:38.542-07:002011-02-23T08:39:38.542-07:00"I may have Narcolepsy."
I have no trou..."I may have Narcolepsy."<br /><br />I have no trouble falling asleep,<br />Even when I’m not tired,<br />It doesn’t always happen at night,<br />And darkness is not required.<br /><br />It doesn’t matter if I’m standing up,<br />Or sitting down, it’s true.<br />The moment I feel a little bit sleepy,<br />I know exactly what will ensue.<br /><br />I have an excuse to sleep in class,<br />And a reason for not getting my homework done,<br />I just say that it’s medical condition.<br />Sometimes Narcolepsy can be fun.<br /><br />I saw a doctor a few days ago.<br />And today I got a call.<br />The tests came back, and he wasn’t sure,<br />But I may not have narcolepsy at all!<br /><br />Darn! However, he still isn't sure.<br />I guess only time will tell.<br />I hope that he makes up his mind soon.<br />Hmph. Oh well.SDAlmerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01846935649650180220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-55326910023495126662011-02-23T08:29:24.972-07:002011-02-23T08:29:24.972-07:00Many different smells fill the place
A busy feelin...Many different smells fill the place<br />A busy feeling felt by all<br />People dart back and forth through open space<br />To be one of them, standing tall<br />To be the one that the customers call <br /><br />Frying, sautéing, adding tasty spices<br />Using all my senses to makes a taste that entices<br />Discovering new flavors that tantalize<br />And having the ability to perfectly blend tastes<br />The very essence of my work defies<br />The purpose of being a cook,<br />Is to be great enough that your recipes are never overlooked!<br /><br />I want to create these mouth-watering creations<br />While being watched by all my friends and acquaintances<br />I desire to let them experience these tasty sensations!LukeB2014https://www.blogger.com/profile/04044101364159447378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-13720201644615131322011-02-22T22:58:37.616-07:002011-02-22T22:58:37.616-07:00" I had to go to counseling when I was young&..." I had to go to counseling when I was young"<br /><br />Like a bubble about to pop<br />A bomb about to drop<br />The emotions were slipping<br />With a timer that would not stop<br /><br />My life was saying good-bye<br />With all of the tears in my eye<br />They bring up memories best forgotten<br />And make me want to shrink and cry<br /><br />I needed help that would not fade<br />But to open up; I was afraid<br />Of being rejected and being a joke,<br />I just needed someone with a fix, a friendly band-aid<br /><br />The only reason that I'm here today<br />Is that I sought comfort, which is OK<br />This experience has made me stronger<br />And for that, I whisper, HoorayCourtneyB2014https://www.blogger.com/profile/07603410054802874105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-27695733136918189542011-02-22T22:18:32.193-07:002011-02-22T22:18:32.193-07:00I have a secret that no one knows,
When music star...I have a secret that no one knows,<br />When music starts my body flows.<br />I want to be an interpretive dancer,<br />To the tune of “Beat It” I will answer.<br /><br />As I step on stage with a plan in mind,<br />The rhythm begins and I start to grind.<br />I’m walking on air I’m Michael Jackson,<br />I’m waving my glove that’s glittery flaxen.<br /><br />As I moonwalk across the stage,<br />The crowd erupts into a rampage.<br />A vibration reverberates around my face,<br />I awake to my brother blasting his bass.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-84085688487614710962011-02-22T22:06:52.940-07:002011-02-22T22:06:52.940-07:00"I love to watch wedding shows on TV."
..."I love to watch wedding shows on TV."<br /><br />I'm just like any teenage girl, my future's far away<br />But I often like to fantasize about my wedding day.<br />Say Yes to the Dress, Four Weddings, and BrideTV<br />Have always made me ponder what features would suit me.<br />The season, the place, the dress, the cake<br />Who all would be there, for goodness sake?<br />Bridesmaids, receptions, invites, seating-<br />It's so much to think about, a mental beating!<br />But in my own mind, everything is just right;<br />No mistakes, no regrets, and hopefully no fights.<br />Just one thing eludes my mind's wedding span:<br />Who could be the him, that one special man?<br />It's hard to find one who is husband material,<br />Yet I'm only a freshman- the whole idea is ethereal!<br />So for now I'll watch my wedding shows and happily dream<br />For the future is much closer than it may seem.G. Marlowehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09823644469425559651noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-72035225689874213732011-02-22T22:03:48.187-07:002011-02-22T22:03:48.187-07:00I have a deep, dark secret
That I do not wish to ...I have a deep, dark secret<br /><br />That I do not wish to share<br /><br /><br />It is the time to confess<br /><br />Though I’m pulling out my hair<br /><br /><br />It is not a secret fear<br /><br />I hope you are prepared<br /><br /><br />I am ashamed to admit<br /><br />That this is not a game<br /><br /><br />I’m not who you are thinking<br /><br />The secret is my nameKendallC2014https://www.blogger.com/profile/12862362272650730087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-79696569244484655212011-02-22T21:52:24.305-07:002011-02-22T21:52:24.305-07:00Each night I escape to my downy bed,
with visions ...Each night I escape to my downy bed,<br />with visions of a moon outside<br />but when midnight looms its weary presence<br />I find that I am working,<br />On my graveyard shift<br />In a galaxy far far away.<br /><br />The black masked man calls for us<br />each night to oil the hatches<br />of the dark grey ball of metal<br />And each night, when to the steel i venture<br />My foot catches an unknown notch.<br /><br />And in a moment I'm falling<br />Into the space<br />like diving into an endless pool,<br />never adjusting to the chill<br /><br />And at last, the sleep, does end, with<br />Cold sweat and bated breath.<br /><br />Until, the next night comesLoganM2014https://www.blogger.com/profile/05336418509237345496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-71157328150033439502011-02-22T21:46:07.455-07:002011-02-22T21:46:07.455-07:00One day, oh what a fun day
I chose to play with th...One day, oh what a fun day<br />I chose to play with the electricity<br />Shock shock spark spark<br />Boy this is more fun than playing in the park<br /><br />Alas the fun could not last<br />Spark spark spark... then dark<br />Why is it dark I start to wonder<br />Could it be because of that small bit of thunder<br /><br />What will they ask<br />What will I say<br />How will I mask<br />What I have done today<br /><br />What happened my parents ask<br />I dunno I solemnly say<br />On this day I short-circuited my room while playing with electricityAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-90621930977351762642011-02-22T21:46:01.702-07:002011-02-22T21:46:01.702-07:00Nope, that wasn’t me. That was a beached whale.
...Nope, that wasn’t me. That was a beached whale.<br /><br /><br />Oh, how I hope there is no one home<br />I must disappear<br />Moving quickly across the hall<br />This is something no one should overhear<br /><br />The water turns on<br />A soothing sound<br />Clarity washes over me and yet<br />The words in my head spin ‘round<br /><br />I’d like to think sometimes<br />I’m where Madonna meets Coldplay<br />The lyrics just seem to flow<br />It’s a tad bit embarrassing to say<br /><br />American Idol is a no-no<br />The only audience I’ve ever had<br />Is the porcelain bathtub<br />Not even my dad<br /><br />Front door slams<br />Mom asks, “What was that noise?”<br />I respond, “Nothing,<br />Certainly not my voice…”ClairissaH2014https://www.blogger.com/profile/05085447282290935528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-59832740932934654372011-02-22T20:46:12.960-07:002011-02-22T20:46:12.960-07:00I used to be friends with a clown
He cheered me wh...I used to be friends with a clown<br />He cheered me whenever I was down.<br />He punched me in the face.<br />Then ran away from this place<br />And now when I see them, I frown.<br /><br />Anytime my family goes to the tents<br />My body becomes all rigid and tense.<br />I'm scared of face-paint<br />It makes me want to faint<br />And clowns need to be behind a large fence.<br /><br />Now clowns make me shiver and sulk<br />But really I just need to be the Hulk<br />To destroy them all<br />Make them all fall<br />But for that, I need some bulk.AaronB2014https://www.blogger.com/profile/08440513809874397272noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-71732136490507998912011-02-22T20:31:14.558-07:002011-02-22T20:31:14.558-07:00I modeled long ago
But not anymore you see
It is n...I modeled long ago<br />But not anymore you see<br />It is now my bane, my curse, my woe<br />‘Cause I was robbed of all my glee.<br /><br />It began with a pose a simple pose<br />Showing off my sculpted hand,<br />There were no cons just multiple pros<br />And with that I felt too grand.<br /><br />So I modeled a ring<br />Clad with one large stone<br />A glorious thing<br />And my hand was its throne.<br /><br />They then thought I should pose my nose<br />They wanted to model a tissue<br />I stuck out my nose, it looked like a rose<br />But to them it looked just like mildew.<br /><br />I was about to run out<br />But they begged me to stay<br />Yet I was filled with doubt<br />Then they said, “Don’t run away.”<br /><br />So I asked, “What next?”<br />They said, “Model these glasses.”<br />Not too complex,<br />But I still felt like molasses.<br /><br />I posed my face, with the glasses upon it<br />Yet they said with haste “What is wrong with your face!”<br />I ran from there crying, feeling unfit<br />I came to a stop, and I lost all my grace.<br /><br />That is the reason<br />I don’t model anymore<br />Their words are still treason<br />A secret this began, but now no more.JonathanChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15167099959797538136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-43898004699455713582011-02-22T20:14:57.395-07:002011-02-22T20:14:57.395-07:00Out of the womb, my small body did pop,
Throughout...Out of the womb, my small body did pop,<br />Throughout the room, all the jaws they did drop.<br />A voice said: “Her height what a crock!<br />She bears the I.Q. of rough igneous rock!”<br /><br />They said I’d be short,<br />And punted for sport,<br />I’d get bullied and teased,<br />And my lunch money seized.<br /><br />But I showed them, oh yes, <br />With my extra large dress,<br />And my size 20 shoes,<br />And the games I don’t lose. <br /><br />But now I have a blood clot,<br />Live my life I will not,<br />And I must say good-bye,<br />To rest my massive man-thigh.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-57009974527585133762011-02-22T19:41:16.932-07:002011-02-22T19:41:16.932-07:00Silver, sticky, shiny, and strong,
With duct tape ...Silver, sticky, shiny, and strong,<br />With duct tape you can never go wrong,<br /><br />I have a confession...it may be strange,<br />Though it is something i can not change,<br /><br />Duct tape is my crazy obsession,<br />This secret causes me to feel regression,<br /><br />In my opinion the sky is the limit,<br />But others don't seem to get it,<br /><br />Purses, dresses, wallets, and backpacks,<br />Accessories, clothing, and even lunch sacks,<br /><br />The sticky tape is so much fun,<br />It can be used by anyone!NatalieC2014https://www.blogger.com/profile/01112939839418029046noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-59652281745195486072011-02-22T19:19:50.961-07:002011-02-22T19:19:50.961-07:00Peanut butter is what makes the butterflies flutte...Peanut butter is what makes the butterflies flutter and the bluebirds sing<br />For reasons unknown even you can't stand the sight<br />For the sweet creamy substance is simply a treat that somehow makes you shrink<br />The mighty duo of the delectably cream and that magical jelly is the perfect delight<br /><br />While everyone has their days so does pb and j<br />You simply can’t judge this snack without hearing what it has to say.<br />While the perfect mix is hard to find, the perfect butter is even harder<br />Your search for the perfect led your stomach to a pb that was bitter and without a marder<br /><br />If you finally end your amazing quest<br />And separate the good and the bad from the rest<br />After you’ve tried to many to count,<br />Go and and give me a shoutAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-19464959831916919102011-02-22T18:44:32.288-07:002011-02-22T18:44:32.288-07:00It started with some screaming, my parents don’t u...It started with some screaming, my parents don’t understand<br />I tell them I am growing up but yet I am only ten<br />I had to get out, so through the door I ran<br />I ran through the park and past the school<br />It was starting to get dark and the shadows were coming out<br />The thunder crashed and lighting struck <br />I couldn’t do anything but sit and pout<br />It was a mistake leaving, my parents were right<br />But I couldn’t go back, it was a terrible fight<br />Now I was wet dripping from head to toe<br />I decided home I must go<br />I ran home but my parents were not there<br />I had started to think they did not care<br />I decided to call to see where they had gone<br />I guess they cared as they were out looking<br />When they got home I got lectured because I gave them a fright<br />I will never run again, I can’t stand to be out there all alone on a cold, dark stormy, nightmaddief2014https://www.blogger.com/profile/17211044888920230690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-62456048492187158682011-02-22T18:40:30.113-07:002011-02-22T18:40:30.113-07:00I have a secret I must confess,
Though I must prot...I have a secret I must confess,<br />Though I must protest,<br />It carries no shame,<br />I once took high aim at a chance of fame.<br /><br />On the buzzer the gate swung open,<br />As if I were chosen,<br />The bull stormed and snorted,<br />However its attempts I thwarted.<br /><br />With a tight grip,<br />I would never slip.<br />Trophies I won,<br />Littered my room, there were a ton.<br /><br />Alas the rodeo I departed,<br />My dreams and reality parted,<br />Pride in my past and with my head held high,<br />“I was a rodeo star…” I would sigh.<br /><br />P.S. This is my real poem not the first one.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05918513435045724686noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075340317118605881.post-48837233687182573662011-02-22T18:24:49.998-07:002011-02-22T18:24:49.998-07:00THE DARK
Looking back I was afraid of the dark,
I...THE DARK<br />Looking back I was afraid of the dark, <br />I always felt that a person was watching.<br />The only thing that broke my spell was light. <br />While in the dark I lose my sight<br />This person there would touch my hand<br />Or maybe just a hard push like a brand<br />Mon or woman I didn’t care until creepily stoked my hair<br />This is crazy I know what you think<br />This is my secret at least I don’t stinkNoahg2014https://www.blogger.com/profile/15725485201398605986noreply@blogger.com