S: My poetry book: Can't stop the music
FC: A Book Of Poetry | By: SaBreanna Strickland | May 2012 | hours: 4/7
2: Amazing sounds B rings everything to life. C reating smooth beats with my D rum to make my body move. E xhale once you F eel the rythm. G et excited and H umm your own music. I can feel the steady beat from head to toe. J ump to the K ind rythm and gental harmony. L et the sweet M usic take you to a dream N ever stop feeling that beat, O nly stop to inhale. P ause and listen. Q uickly get the rythm. R ise to the song, and hear the bird S ing. Relax and enjoy T hier tweeting tunes U se a poem to create a song only for you V ery quiet now,so you W ill not forget the key of the X ylophone, I bet Y ou wont forget that sound Z ipping notes sore and inspire all around you.
3: Gold Gold is a trumpet and a drum. Gold tastes like fresh apple juice. Gold feels like smooth steel. it is soothing, relaxing, and exciting . Gold is music. | Color poem: GOLD
4: I Don't Understand... I don't understand Why there is crime Why somethings don't rhyme Why people speak lies But MOST of all Why the world is so dull Why people enjoy fighting Why criminals don't get caught What I UNDERSTAND Why music makes you move Why drums make you jump Why a piano makes you hum Why songs were ment to be sung | I don't under stand poem
5: If i were were in charge poem | If i were in charge of the world I'd cancel rules, summer, bad music and also time. If i were in charge of the world There would be more music, more drums, and more singers If i were in charge of the world You wouldn't have anger. You wouldn't have peas. You wouldn't have social studies, or science. You wouldn't even have test. If i were in charge of the world Bacon would be a vegtetable And a person who sometimes forgot to clean And sometimes forgot to Sing Would still be allowed to be IN CHARGE OF THE WORLD
6: Eulogy | SaBreanna Terry Strickland. Where should I begin. This young lady always put others before herself. When she thought something was going wrong she wanted to speak the truth about it. At such a young age she focused on doing what she need to get done. She was a music finatic and tried her best to stay strong. May she rest in peace and let us all have great thoughts about how she spent her short life that she lived. Float Away Lets sing her song Let us not forget the lyrics for it was the most perfect song Lets dance her dance Let us not forget the steps for it was a perfect dance Lets bow our heads and remember her for we see it was her time to ... float away
7: Music Calm,and Noisy Hypnotize,Relaxes,Excites Art,Expression,Feelings,Amazing Sooths,Creates,Mesmorize Loud,Energetic Creation | Diamond poem: Music | Music
8: Music,Music, Feel the beat Get up and do a dance on your feet Sing and dance and play the fiddle Some funny sounds will make you giggle And since your show is over now Stand up and take a friendly bow | Play the Fiddle | Couplet poem: PLay the Fiddle
9: Music is my Friend Skipping in and out my mind all day The music wants to come out and play We danced we sang we both had fun A day like this, we want another one Humming and running I could here the great music coming We clapped our hands and stomped our feet we enjoyed the big drums beat Now, Sleeping dreaming Still in my head The wonderful music slept in my bed | Personification Poem: Music is my friend
10: My favorite poem to write was my personification poem, "Music Is My Friend. I liked writing that poem because sometimes, throughout the day thats the way music makes me feel,like it is actually my friend. No matter how hard i try to get music out my head it always comes right back. I wrote exactly how music makes me feel. Music makes me feel like it is my close friend.