Mrs. Falconer - Poetry Genius ELA 2 - 2nd period lyrics

Adrian Green Mirror There are no lies in the morning no cheating of age an illusion of eye smoothing skin over bone. No portrait hidden away becoming skeletal and demanding release. Another day to face, my confessor, so laugh at this charting of years. (Samantha, Kayla, Diego, and Clayton) _ _ Karen Fitzpatrick A Soldier's Cry Jagged heart Souls plead Voices cry No time to bleed Whispers linger In the night d**h all around Horrible sight Face to face You're just like me Sad to think War has to be k**ing fields Battle sweeps End is near Soldier's weep (Travis, Emily, Aundre, and Audrey) _ _ Robert McGough Survivor Everyday, I think about dying. About disease, starvation, violence, terrorism, war, the end of the world. It helps keep my mind off things. (Jordan, Ashley, Emily, and Kielen) _ _ Sir Herbert Read The Happy Warrior His wild heart beats with painful sobs, His strin'd hands clench an ice-cold rifle, His aching jaws grip a hot parch'd tongue, His wide eyes search unconsciously. He cannot shriek. Bloody saliva Dribbles down his shapeless jacket. I saw him stab And stab again A well-k**ed Boche. This is the happy warrior, This is he… (Ashley, Lydia, Theo, and Alex) _ _ John Clare First Love I ne'er was struck before that hour With love so sudden and so sweet, Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower And stole my heart away complete. My face turned pale as deadly pale. My legs refused to walk away, And when she looked, what could I ail? My life and all seemed turned to clay. And then my blood rushed to my face And took my eyesight quite away, The trees and bushes round the place Seemed midnight at noonday. I could not see a single thing, Words from my eyes did start -- They spoke as chords do from the string, And blood burnt round my heart. Are flowers the winter's choice? Is love's bed always snow? She seemed to hear my silent voice, Not love's appeals to know. I never saw so sweet a face As that I stood before. My heart has left its dwelling-place And can return no more. (Brooke, TJ, Remi, and Frank) _ _ Shel Silverstein Where The Sidewalk Ends There is a place where the sidewalk ends and before the street begins, and there the gra** grows soft and white, and there the sun burns crimson bright, and there the moon-bird rests from his flight to cool in the peppermint wind. Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black and the dark street winds and bends. Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow we shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow and watch where the chalk-white arrows go to the place where the sidewalk ends. Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow, and we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go, for the children, they mark, and the children, they know, the place where the sidewalk ends. (Bryce, Josh, David, and Ashton) _ _ Vernon Scannell Gunpowder Plot For days these curious cardboard buds have lain In brightly coloured boxes. Soon the night Will come. We pray there'll be no sullen rain To make these magic orchids flame less bright. Now in the garden's darkness they begin To flower: the frenzied whizz of Catherine-wheel Puts forth its fiery petals and the thin Rocket soars too burst upon the steel Bulwark of a cloud. And then the guy, Absurdly human phoenix, is again Gulped by greedy flames: the harvest sky Is flecked with threshed and glittering golden grain. ‘Uncle! A cannon! Watch me as I light it!' The women helter-skelter, squealing high, Retreat; the paper fuse is quickly lit, A cat-like hiss, and spit of fire, a sly Falter, then the air is shocked with blast, The cannon bangs and in my nostrils drifts A bitter scent that brings the lurking past Lurching to my side. The present shots, Allows a ten-year memory to walk Unhindered now; and so I'm forced to hear The banshee howl of mortar and the talk Of men who died, am forced to taste my fear. I listen for a moment to the guns, The torn earth's grunts, recalling how I prayed. 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