Monday, November 12, 2007
Unpunctuated Paragraph
I went skiing yesterday in Copper Mountain Colorado. It was amazing exiting and the scenery was beautiful. The snow was perfect, the sun was shining. Me and my team loved the mountain. The hotel was nice. I loved my new skiis, but i didnt love the ski patrol. They stopped my whole team because we were " going too fast" even though we were racer's. All of us are looking forward to an fun and exiting week.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Peace
We all fought,
The enemy and us,
For one thing,
Peace
We shot and killed,
They fell, still in line.
The enemy and us,
For one thing,
Peace
We shot and killed,
They fell, still in line.
We were poisoned,
And bombed,
And bombed,
And deafened, by hate,
by love, and by the sounds of war.
Is that Peace?
Now we lie,
Is that Peace?
Now we lie,
Still in line,
Under the gravestones that name us,
Or someone else.
Rows and rows of us,
Just lying here.
Is that Peace?
Under the gravestones that name us,
Or someone else.
Rows and rows of us,
Just lying here.
Is that Peace?
Duff I.
Temagami
Questions were left unanswered
Thoughts were nagging at the back of our minds
We drove, flew and went on water to get there
We were taught what to do
But we still didn’t know what lay ahead
We ate drank and slept
A luxury compared to the trip
We finally set out
For our trip
We worked non-stop, through headwind
Through portaging and setting up camp
Tears were shed,
But we couldn’t stop
We weren’t allowed to stop
Days passed and we all learned
This is amazing
We were taught
Not by School teachers or principals or our parents
But by what was around us
Wilderness, lakes, canoes, paddles, wanigans
A life lesson
Learned here
Duff I.
Thoughts were nagging at the back of our minds
We drove, flew and went on water to get there
We were taught what to do
But we still didn’t know what lay ahead
We ate drank and slept
A luxury compared to the trip
We finally set out
For our trip
We worked non-stop, through headwind
Through portaging and setting up camp
Tears were shed,
But we couldn’t stop
We weren’t allowed to stop
Days passed and we all learned
This is amazing
We were taught
Not by School teachers or principals or our parents
But by what was around us
Wilderness, lakes, canoes, paddles, wanigans
A life lesson
Learned here
Duff I.
Grandfather Clock Poem
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