Poems by Addie, Josie, Eliza, Julia, Riley, Aghogho, Mackenzie, Sevi & Lindsay. Taking the joy of writing a little further, the Creative Writing class contemplated numbers and their implicit beauty. These poems are inspired by and dedicated to Mr. Perkins, for his enthusiasm for integers.
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I am nothing
When you use me and I am blushing
I don’t feel that special
I’m not even a level
The only time people multiply me I turn just another to nothing
I feel I am crushing
Crushing down others
Those others are numbers
What can I be
I will never be able to see
My possibility
By: Addie '20
Number Poem
Swooping, soft, and curving
The number is a two,
Soft on top, sharp on the bottom,
It can be half of a heart,
A form of true art!
By Josie '18
Number
The number 3 looks like a backwards E.
If you turn it to the right it looks like a W
and when you turn it to the left it turns into an M.
As you write the number,
your pencil can easily flow on the page
By: Eliza '20
An ode to “8”
The number “8” ,
always sounds nice to me,
When you say “8”,
Your lips would always curl up uncontrollably.
It is a beautiful number,
When you run a pencil over it,
It never comes to a end,
The form of infinity.
Chinese people favor this number
in every New Year's card.
The Chinese letter “8”
Sounds exactly like the letter for “wealthy”,
And it also looks like a calabash,
Which signifies long living!
By: Julia '19
“6”
6 reminds me of a soccer ball at my feet,
It’s also the number I can actually write neat,
It take me back when I learn how to tie a lace,
When I was six I had my first bobster taste.
By: Riley Robinson ’20
I am everything yet nothing
I am everything yet nothing,
Each thing made up of my 360 degree,
A loop,
I continue to spin as a ferris wheel in a starry night,
The sun even like me,
Its perfect roundness,
I am everything yet nothing.
By: Aghogho ’20
Ode to 4
For or four, you may ask
one is a spelling for a number
the other, a word written on a gift tag
4 is a square,
but also a pitchfork
maybe a candlestick.
Its possibilities are endless.
By: Mackenzie '20
Number
The one weighs a ton
The two is also called poo
The three is me
The four is a bore
The five is still alive
The six is under a crucifix
The seven is already in heaven
The eight is already late
The nine is all mine
By: Sevi '20
Numbers
Number “1” reminds me of a exclamation point
Number “1” reminds me of level one
Which means everyone started from number one
It has a pointy part
It also has a flat part
It reminds me of when I was a year young
By: Lindsay '20