Saturday, October 19, 2013

POEM REFLECTION :P


I see poetry as a piece of writing to express feelings through words and rhyming words. Like My poems are so thoughtful and meaningful. My poems can be about anything and everything. Like I could make a poem about my favorite thing. I like making poems. It is so fun to write poems. 

Home (revision) was inspired by my favorite Christian song. It is called You Are More by 10th Avenue North. It's a really nice song. So, I give them so much credit. I really like how it has a girl and boy singing it. I love the song 'cause it sounds so right in my poem. I revised by myself then Becca came to help me. We switched and revised each other.  We revised my poems first then we revised her poems. I liked Becca's poems. Her poems are so thoughtful. I thank her for all her help. 

Feeling the Power (revision) was supposed to be a poem bout richness, but then it turned into a poem of love. I don't know how that happened but it did. Like I guess now it should be called "Feeling the Power of Love". I don't know if it's a good idea.  Like I said, Becca came to help me. I helped her. So what we mostly did was work on deleting random things like the first whole beginning. With that, we basically turned the entire poem around. Like into something else. 

My Mountain (revision) was inspired by me wanting to be famous and the what if question: what happened if this........? I basically had a push off point telling you about my mountain and what I know about it. Then I put what I want to know about it. This poem is more of what I what to know. So I could not really call it thoughtful but I was going more of did you know...?  I decided to take the poem and delete some non-necessary words. Becca suggested that I put the lines into stanzas. I took her advice and it looks kind of funny, but I guess I like it. I added some expressions like -.- which means this was a boring part to learn about. 
O.O o.o -.-
Boring!
My eyes open, closing, then closed.
It's boring...................
Because.....................
I have no idea what My Mountain is supposed to be.......
Now and
MAYBE
Forever.
I added that Stanza because I guess I like it. I think it makes a good highlight of the whole poem.  
:) thank you for reading my reflection....

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Ghost




The girl stared at me. 
A
Ghost
In the flesh.
I could tell
She hated me.
She'a a human.
I'm a ghost.
Things can be funny.
Even when ghosts meets humans.
I stared at her back.
She picked up a rock. 
Nameless 
Girl.
Foolish
Girl.
She threw a rock at me. 
It went through me. 
How 
Rude.
I stared.
"Hahaha! You Missed!" I shouted.
Me,
 it should all be about me.
Forgetfull girl. 
She forgot that I'm a ghost.
Life.
No life in me, Only Spirit. 
There's life in people 
though.
Mistakes is all she made. 
Hahaha.
I will laugh at her.
Death, I am dead. 
Death sure occurred with me.
I'm dead.
Now and forever.

loose your footing?

Footloose By Emma Lippincott
(revised)

They said I'm footloose,
They said I have too much
Happy
Inside of me.
They told me that I
Have
No
Feet.
They made a joke out of that.
-.-
Am I footloose?
Am I too happy at times?
Do I have no feet?
Is it real or all in my head?
Am I footloose?
Am I too happy at times?
Do I have no feet?
Is it real or all in my.........
HEAD........
In my head.
All those questions jumbled in my head!
In........my..........head.
??????????
So many questing pondering me.
What can become of me, oh Jesus?
Jokes, footloose, fear.
Jokes.
Fear.
Happy.
Too.
Much.
No.
Feet .
Head.
Pondering me.
So many questing pondering me.
Pondering me.
They called me ugly and mean.
They had no words of lifting me up.
I feel like sitting in a corner and crying. 
Well I do! 
-cries head off-
My Mother came.
"O little one, don't cry, I am here now." 
I grasped her.
"Never leave me." I whispered. 
He never left me. 

Home..........;(


Home (revision) 
by Emma Lippincott


From the days I have wandered
To the places I've known
I've been looking for a place to call
HOME.
A place to call my own.
Mine.
^.^
I have never found a place to stay longer than a day.
My very own.
I've never knew about anything
Until I came to a world that is so strange.
Did I die and come back to life?
Was I killed and burnt?
Does anybody know about what happened to me?
Because I obviously don't know. 
I have tear stains on my eyes,
I'm crippled by love fear
I know all the lines,
I know all the answers,
I'll try to do better,
Until I'm too weak to try.
I will try to do better until
I can find a place to call
HOME.
My own place.
A place that I can call home...
FOREVER.

Feeling The Power...... ;D

Feeling The Power (revision)
By Emma Lippincott

I walked into my house.
I felt like I glowed.
Standing on the balcony 
Looking up at the stars. 
Am I beautiful with this shimmering dress? 
Someone walked up behind me. 
"Baby, You don't need a pretty dress. You're beautiful just the way you are." 
With that, he stripped me of my treasure leaving me
In my patched up pajama's. 
He threw my treasure away. 
I wanted to slap him. 
Instead, tears rushing down my face. 
"Why? Why? How could you do that?" I whispered with my tears. 
I wanted to push him. 
"I told you." He replied.
I snuggled my head into his arms. 
"You let my greatest treasure leave me." 
I pushed him off the balcony.
I heard a loud thump. 
He's dead. 
I snuggled my head in my coat. 
"He did it to me."
He deserved it. 
But did he or did I? 
He deserved it.
Did he deserve it? 
I threw myself after him. 
I was no more. 
I loved him so much. 
I gave him something I deserved.
But I did give it to myself too.
I figured out that no earthly item can overcome
The power of Love. 
Because I loved him.
I loved him lots. 
I got my nerves fed up
With him. 
He pulled my tail. 
He pushed my buttons.
He took my ice cream.
He was love. 
My love.
Power of love.........

My Mountain Meow :P

My Mountain (Revision)
By Emma Lippincott

Did I ever tell you?
Well
Did
I
Ever
Tell
You!?

I, 
My, 
Family
Has
A
Mountain named after us.
It is called
Lippincott Mountain.
I have no idea where it's located.
Don't ask me.
My
Mom
Told me. -.-
Boring.........

I guess if we have a Mountain,
My family is famous, 
or should be.
My dream is to be famous.
Maybe I'm already famous and
I just haven't or known or heard
About
It,
Just
Yet.
Just
Yet
Just yet.
Yet.
Yet.
Yet.........

My Mountain.
I want it to be ALL mine.
Which
It kind of is.
Is it a snowy Mountain?
Or a trees Mountain?
Or is it a sand Mountain?
Or a grassy Mountain?
A plain Mountain, perhaps?
I just want know that.............

I capitalized Mountain every time because.......
It's my Mountain.
My Mountain. 
Mine!

O.O o.o -.-
 Boring!
My eyes open, closing, then closed.
It's boring...................
Because.....................
I have no idea what My Mountain is supposed to be.......
Now and
MAYBE
Forever.


Now
And
Forever!!!!!
Now
And
Forever.

Friday, October 11, 2013

my blogs

if you want more of my blogs click on one of the links below.

http://novicats.blogspot.com/
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http://stellarstarsnebula.blogspot.com/

If u click on the first link, this website will reload.

Monster high



I grasped
My Dolls.
I need them!
Don't take them away!!!!


click on the link below to see a monster high blog.
http://monstergirlmania.blogspot.com/

revise poems 3

Hello, again! Ummmm....... This is a post or revising 3 poems so enjoy!


My Mountain (Revision)
By Emma Lippincott

Did I ever tell you?
Well
Did
I
Ever
Tell
You!?
Answer me!!!!!

I
My
Family
Has
A
Mountain named after us.
It is called
Lippincott Mountain.
I have no idea where it's located.
Don't ask me.
My
Mom
Told me. -.-

I guess if we have a Mountain,
My family is famous, 
or should be.
My dream is to be famous.
Maybe I'm already famous and
Just Haven't Or Known Or Heard
About
It,
Just
Yet.
Just
Yet
Just yet.
Yet.
Yet.
Yet.........

Soon again.
Soon again. 
Soon again. 

My Mountain.
I want it to be ALL mine.
Which
It kind of is.
Is it a snowy Mountain?
Or a trees Mountain?
Or is it a sand Mountain?
Or a grassy Mountain?
A plain Mountain, perhaps?

I capitalized Mountain every time because.......
It's my Mountain.
My Mountain. 
Mine!
Mine! It's all mine!
-Guards a picture of the mountain.-
-Hisses-
Go away!
It is and was and always
Mine.
Doom!!!!!!!!
Just
Kidding.
My Mountain will never be made of doom as
Long
as my family holds it in
Our grasp.
It's
Mine!

Now
And
Forever!!!!!
Now
And
Forever.



Feeling The Power (revision)
By Emma Lippincott

I walked into my house.
I felt like I glowed.
Standing on the balcony 
Looking up at the stars. 
Am I beautiful with this shimmering dress? 
Someone walked up hide me. 
"Baby, You don't need a pretty dress. Your beautiful just the way you are." 
With that, he stripped me of my treasure leaving me
In my patched up pajama's. 
He threw my treasure away. 
I wanted to slap him. 
Instead, tears rushing down my face. 
"Why? Why? How could you do that?" I whispered with my tears. 
I wanted to push him. 
"I told you." He replied.
I snuggled my head into his arms. 
"You let my greatest treasure leave me." 
I pushed him off the balcony.
I heard a loud thump. 
He's dead. 
I snuggled my head in my coat. 
"He did it to me."
He deserved it. 
But did he or did I? 
He deserved it. 
Did he deserve it? 
I threw myself after him. 
I was no more. 
I loved him so much. 
I gave him something I deserved.
But I did give it to myself too.
I figured out that no earthly item can overcome
The power of Love. 
Because I loved him.
I loved him lots. 
I got my nerves fed up
With him. 
He pulled my tail. 
He pushed my buttons.
I took my ice cream.
He was love. 
My love.
Power of love.........




Home (revision) 
by Emma Lippincott


From the days I have wandered
To the
Places I've known
I've been looking for a place to call
HOME.
A place to call my own.
Mine.
^.^
I have never found a place to stay longer than a day.
My very own.
I've never known about anything
Until I came to a world that is so strange.
Did I die and come back to life?
Was I killed and burnt?
Does anybody know about what happened to me?
Because I obviously don't know. 
I have tear stains on my eyes,
I'm crippled by love fear
I know all the lines,
I know all the answers,
I'll try to do better,
Until I'm too weak to try.
I will try to do better until
I
Can find a place to call
HOME.
My own place.
A place that I can call home...
FOREVER.


Monday, October 7, 2013

my things

i'm gonna make these poems beautiful:
my mountain
feeling the power
home by emma lippincott

Footloose

Footloose By Emma Lippincott


They said I'm footloose,
They said I have too much
Happy
Inside of me.
They told me that I
Have
No
Feet.
They made a joke out of that.
-.-
Am I footloose?
Am I too happy at times?
Do I have no feet?
Is it real or all in my head?
Am I footloose?
Am I too happy at times?
Do I have no feet?
Is it real or all in my.........
HEAD........
In my head.
All those questions jumbled in my head!
In........my..........head.
??????????
So many questing pondering me.
What can become of me, oh Jesus?
Jokes, footloose, fear.
Jokes.
Fear.
Happy.
Too.
Much.
No.
Feet.
Head.
Pondering me.
So many questing pondering me.
Pondering me.

Thursday, October 3, 2013

My Mountain

My Mountain
By Emma Lippincott

Did I ever tell you?
I
My
Family
Has
A
Mountain named after us.
It is called
Lippincott Mountain.
I have no idea where it's located.
Don't ask me.
My
Mom
Told me. -.-
So yea.
I guess if we have a Mountain,
My family is famous,
or should be.
My dream is to be famous.
Maybe I'm already famous and
I
Just
Haven't
Or
Known
Or
Heard
About
It,
Just
Yet.
Just
Yet
Just yet.
Just yet.
Just yet.
I will hopefully though,
Soon.
Soon.
Soon.
My Mountain.
I want it to be ALL mine.
Which
It kind of is.
Is it a snowy Mountain?
Or a trees Mountain?
I capitalized Mountain every time because.......
It's my Mountain.
My Mountain.
Now
And
Forever.