Monday, 27 February 2012

I wonder poem


Why is the sky blue?
By: Harrisen pike
The sky is like a
Bulletin board
Full of thoughts
Like cotton candy on
A stick

Why does the sky disappear by night?
Like a lion
In a cave

Why does the sun float in the sky?
Like a light bulb
Above a piece of work

Why
Is the sky blue?

Thursday, 23 February 2012

Song/Poem Interpertation


"With Arms Wide Open"

Well I just heard the news today

It seems my life is going to change
I close my eyes, begin to pray
Then tears of joy stream down
my face

With arms wide open
Under the sunlight
Welcome to this place
I'll show you everything
With arms wide open
With arms wide open

Well I don't know if I'm ready
To be the man I have to be
I'll take a breath, I
'll take her by my side
We stand in awe,
we've created life

With arms wide open
Under the sunlight
Welcome to this place
I'll show you everything
With arms wide open
Now everything has changed
I'll show you love
I'll show you everything

With arms wide open
With arms wide open
I'll show you everything ...oh yeah
With arms wide open..wide open

[Guitar Break]

If I had just one wish
Only one demand
I hope he's not like me
I hope he understands
That he can take this life
And hold it by the hand
And he can greet the world
With arms wide open...
With arms wide open
Under the sunlight
Welcome to this place
I'll show you everything
With arms wide open
Now everything has changed
I'll show you love
I'll show you everything
With arms wide open
With arms wide open

I'll show you everything..oh yeah
With arms wide open....wide open





Song Interpretation By:Harrisen pike

The song with arms wide open
 means a lot to my family because when my dad was driving home from the hospital
Where I was born he heard this song
 and it reminded him of me and
he told my mom about the song,
because it is about
Scott Stapps Son being born.

P.I think the person speaking is
Scott stapp because It is him welcoming his new born baby
To the world and he wants his baby to chose the right path in life.
Then he also notices the huge responsibility
in raising a child.

O. My opinion is that Scott stapp is a very loving
Father to make this song
For his new born baby and
To take on the responsibility of
Having a child.

E. I can see and feel the surprise and joy
on Scotts face as he welcomes a new baby
to this world and
Have the gift of ever lasting love and joy
for his baby.

T. looking at the title with arms wide open
Makes me think that the song would be about
 welcoming someone or something into there lives
 or taking on a big responsibility with there arms wide open.

R. I was wondering about some things in this song like when it says “If I had just one wish only one demand I hope he’s not like me”, I was wondering maybe Scott stapp did something bad at one stage in his life. Because I would think that someone would want there son to be just like him, but
Scott stapp actually said “I hope he’s not like me” because
When Scott was a kid he did not get along with his dad
And he wants’ to have a
More open relationship with his son
then his Dad had with him.

Y. This song was written because
 Scott stapp wanted to welcome his newborn baby
to this world with a song and inspire his son
and his sons name is Jagger and he is now 11.
Thanks for listening!!!!!!



Noun poem


Pack Of Deer
By: Harrisen pike


As fast
As a Squadron of lions
Full of fear
As strong
As mushroom-Men

As exited
As pigeons eating Fries

As fast as Matt Forte
Full of passion

As cool
As volley balls
Full of Molecules



As shiny
As a dark brown log


And as unique
As the Statue of liberty

Nothing can beat a Pack of Deer



Poem about me


ME
By: Harrisen pike
Family and friends
Make my day
While
Mario takes my face

I’m a
Cheerful golfer Happy, strong and Shy

While favors
Take to Hockey and
Football

This is what I’m made of!

People call me cool
Which is what I like

People call me shy
Which is
Not to fight
People say Ice Hockey
Is my type

This is
What
I’m made of!

Slam Poetry


Ghetto
Inspired by: Lupe Fiasco
Poem by: Harrisen Pike
The ghetto is the poorest part of town
Nobody spends money on “em”
Charities’ may help out but don’t do enough
People come around
Just to help us out “thanks”
But, I was once that little boy
Lost and terrified of the world
But now I’m on a world tour
And I hope
Your son aint have a gun
And never be a D-boy
The show goes on all “right”

I’m unaffected by them threats
But, don’t let nobody play me boy
If you are my homeboy you never have to please me
But, just remember
When you come up
The show goes on all right
(Pause)

1 in the air for the people aint there
2 in the air for the kids in the ghetto
3 in the air for the kids that don’t wanna be there
None in the air for the people trying to hold “em” back
The show goes on all right

I would even start a world war
For them ghetto boys and girls
I’m running round the world for
“Ya” the show goes on all right

No matter what you’ve been through,
No matter what you’ve seen
When you look out your window
Green grass or brown grass
Picket fence or barbwire
Never ever put “em” down
Just lift your arms higher till your arms tire

Let them now that your there
Struggling ya!
Aint nobody leaving aint nobody going
              Even if they turn the lights out the show still goes on ya!




Metaphor poem


Life
By: Harrisen pike
Life is a journey
Travel it well

Life is an Astroughnaut
Floating through space
Of despair

Life is a game
Follow the route

Time is a virus
That spreads through out life

Life is a door
That you chose
At birth

Life is everything
Life is you



Thursday, 9 February 2012