I am poems

Students at Pulaski wrote poems using anaphora, or repetition of the beginning of the line, after reading M. Scott Momaday's "The Delight Song of Tsoai-Talee"

7th Grade - Room 309

Diego B.

I am a pencil that is writing on this paper
I am a bottle of water that is sweating when it is tired
I am the sun that is active in day and dormant at night.
I am a building that is standing tall
I am a cheetah that is running through the forest.


Aimee P.

I am the shadows of everyone
I am the one who is always heartbroken
I am the wind who is always blown away
I am the complete opposite of my friends
I am the cloud who rains always
I am the tear drops of every adolescent
I am the echoes in your mind telling you to do the wrong things
I am the weakness of your mind
I am everywhere
I am your sorrow
I am in your mind, floating and waiting
I am here waiting.

Anjelica A
I AM

I am the gentle breeze in the fall
I am the maple tree in a field of pines
I am the roar of a crowd of many
I am the passion of music
I am the gentle song of a songbird
I am the great roll of thunder
I am the gentle strokes of a painters brush
I am all the colors in a rainbow
I am the simple beauty os a blooming flower
I am the mysterious presence of the moon.

I stand in good relation to the moons gentle glow
I stand in good relation to the steady pace of waves
I stand in good relation to the beauty of music
I stand in good relation to the peace of the world.


8th Grade - Room 303

Janelle S.

I am a baseball throwing people out at home
I am a bible loves talking about Jesus/God
I am a dog always happy
I am a car that won't start
I am a bank always quiet like a princess in trouble
I am a tree with all his colorful leaves on it
I am a whale swimming through the great beautiful ocean
I am a candle on fire with a good smell coming out of it
I am a dream that what I say comes true

Jorii W.

I am the moon taking the sun's shift
I am the only balloon sailing the sky
I am the insect in a lion
I am the last leaf on he decomposing tree
I am the rapid wind pushing a bag across the meadow
I am the lost bird in the wood
I am who you're not
I am who you think you are
I am those that are above
I am legit

Jessalyn C.

I am a bright star shining on a pitch black night
I am a bird picking on his food
I am a coqui in the night
I am the disco light at a club
I am a dog running with children
I am a bird flying with its flock