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  • Tanka 短歌

    and

    Haiku 俳句

    Poetry

    Ms. Coyne’s

    7th Grade Core Classes

    June 2015

  • Tanka and Haiku Poetry: Ms. Coyne’s 7th Grade Core Classes, June 2015 - 2

    Cherry blossom tree

    Clouds of white and pink

    Fragrant flower smell

    Outside my window in spring

    Pure, peaceful serenity.

    -- Ramón Aguilar-Arizmendi

    Spring track and field

    Large tree with many branches

    Leaves gently whisper.

    -- Ramón Aguilar-Arizmendi

    Rain splashes down

    Dancing on the thirsty earth

    A song is sung now

    The shaking song of the rains

    Can it sing into my heart?

    --Sam Allen

    Cackles at the fire

    That leaps about in a hearth

    What is so funny?

    Why does the fire make this sound?

    This crackling, little fire voice.

    --Sam Allen

    When the sun sets here

    It paints hills with golden light

    Turning them a hue

    Far more precious to my heart

    Than any true gold could be.

    --Sam Allen

  • Tanka and Haiku Poetry: Ms. Coyne’s 7th Grade Core Classes, June 2015 - 3

    Why do people fight?

    Is it a survival urge?

    Trying to help us?

    We have changed far too quickly

    For our nature to keep up.

    --Sam Allen

    Crickets chirp tonight

    A symphony of insects

    Wonders of nature

    That we should strive to enjoy

    Free concerts are hard to find.

    --Sam Allen

    The river flows by

    Knocking at the door of land

    It seems very calm

    But also had great danger

    Pushing onward to the sea

    --Sam Allen

    Dust blows from dry fields

    Is that the despair of earth?

    To blow dry ever?

    No, in fall, rains blow again

    And then all land shall rejoice.

    --Sam Allen

    I cannot see time

    That shall blow on distant shores

    Or know what happens

    To those that sail from my sight

    But perhaps I will dream it.

    --Sam Allen

  • Tanka and Haiku Poetry: Ms. Coyne’s 7th Grade Core Classes, June 2015 - 4

    Rain blows on the peak

    Washing over ashen slopes

    What is the cause here?

    A senseless battle for naught

    None shall win in this anguish.

    --Sam Allen

    Beauty lies inside

    Shouting through an eagle’s eye

    Shining bright within

    And burning outward ever

    Can anyone really see?

    --Sam Allen

    Look me in the eye

    And see if you say again

    That I do not know

    Why I have been against you

    And you evoke rage in me.

    --Sam Allen

    The truth in this world

    Just as in any other

    Can be hard to find

    If you don’t know where to look

    You must consider them all.

    --Sam Allen

    A flower blooms bright

    But it will be gone quickly

    What do I imply?

    That which is best shall soon leave

    And should be seen while it stays.

    --Sam Allen

  • Tanka and Haiku Poetry: Ms. Coyne’s 7th Grade Core Classes, June 2015 - 5

    Are you breathing now?

    Is there breath inside of you?

    Then you have something.

    Never waste any you have

    It could leave any day.

    --Sam Allen

    If you wish to have

    More than you already do

    Think of changing now

    How you use what you hold to

    And you’ll find that you have more.

    --Sam Allen

    Finding what you want

    Is not what you expected

    Small thing, and simpler

    You’ll find are more than you thought

    More than more, and more, and more.

    --Sam Allen

    A fire that burns high

    Can burn what you thought was grandstable

    But when the ash falls

    Strong new shoots come from the ground

    Growing back the old forest.

    --Sam Allen

    When I see waves crash

    Upon the rocks of the land

    I compare to war

    The endless push of the tide

    An unwilling fight continues.

    --Sam Allen

  • Tanka and Haiku Poetry: Ms. Coyne’s 7th Grade Core Classes, June 2015 - 6

    The spring floods have come

    In the whispering waters

    I cannot cross now.

    --Sam Allen

    When the fall changes

    The leaves to vibrant colors

    They then quickly die.

    --Sam Allen

    A Hawk in Four Seasons

    Spring

    The spring has come now

    Bringing things to life again

    I’ll go stretch my wings.

    Summer

    Ah, the sun and heat

    That summer has now brought me

    A big fat gopher.

    Fall

    The cold is coming

    And fall turns leaves to colors

    Brightening my hunt.

    Winter

    The winter and cold

    Where has all of my food gone?

    I think I will rest.

    --Sam Allen

  • Tanka and Haiku Poetry: Ms. Coyne’s 7th Grade Core Classes, June 2015 - 7

    Listen to the wolf

    Howling in the winter storm

    A sad song of loss?

    --Sam Allen

    Distant melody

    A bright summer meadowlark

    Sings up to the sky.

    --Sam Allen

    The summer is hot.

    The sun is always shining.

    The blue sky is clear.

    The gentle breeze is cooling.

    I wish it would last always.

    --Patrik Baker

    The tree is cool white

    The wood looks so soft and young

    I am sad it died.

    --Patrik Baker

    I awake to light

    The sun shines bright in the sky

    I get up and walk

    So many miles

    A state of weakness.

    --Cade Clary

    The trees with brown leaves

    Snow fills the sky full with white

    The night is quiet.

    --Cade Clary

  • Tanka and Haiku Poetry: Ms. Coyne’s 7th Grade Core Classes, June 2015 - 8

    The leaves are orange

    The birds sing songs of the day

    Then night comes, and quiet.

    --Cade Clary

    Trees sway in the breeze

    The birds sing songs of the day

    Night comes and silence.

    --Cade Clary

    Jagged peaks loom here

    Stumble up the face ahead

    Perpetual climb

    Triumph fills my blood and veins

    Descent begins in earnest.

    --Ruby Donaghu

    Clouds appear so dark

    Thunder claps boom overhead.

    Will the bolts strike me?

    Am I completely safe here?

    The sun will rise brightly again.

    --Ruby Donaghu

    So cold it is now

    Snowflakes drift toward winter’s floor

    They bring with them joy.

    --Ruby Donaghu

    Heat rises in waves

    Cool water laps at my skin

    Summer beckons me.

    --Ruby Donaghu

  • Tanka and Haiku Poetry: Ms. Coyne’s 7th Grade Core Classes, June 2015 - 9

    My dying wishes

    Are my most amazing things

    The blossoms call me

    To my starting places here

    And the lights closing around

    --Bjorn Dyer

    Splish, splash, car goes crash

    Involuntary swimming

    Summer dries my bones.

    --Bjorn Dyer

    River flowing in

    The background. The sun is

    Glowing bright. Dust in

    The horizon. The shining

    Glow fails to be beaming.

    --James Ericson

    Water falling kids

    Laughter is in the background

    Blue sky with sunblock.

    --James Ericson

    The stream flows silent

    The cherry blossom tree drinks

    I sit down and watch

    There is nothing I can do

    The great emperor shall die.

    --Connor Evans

    Snow falls silently

    The sky, a menacing grey

    Daring you to come.

    --Connor Evans

  • Tanka and Haiku Poetry: Ms. Coyne’s 7th Grade Core Classes, June 2015 - 10

    Plums are in blossom.

    The trees are awakening.

    The springtime is here.

    Beware of rain in Portland.

    No matter what, we have fun.

    --Mia Ewell

    In the summer breeze

    Colorful flowers bloom quick

    The sun goes down slow.

    --Mia Ewell

    Consider nature

    Some people have opinions

    Not everyone knows

    I think space is natural

    Serene, frightening, beauty.

    --Aaron Freedman

    My life, worth living

    Spending days in the forest

    Sorrow, all must go

    Disappear in front of me

    Nothing here now, all must go.

    --Aaron Freedman

    The pain in his eyes

    The same as the pain in mine

    For we are different

    Maybe we will meet later

    Or maybe not, but we laugh.

    --Aaron Freedman

  • Tanka and Haiku Poetry: Ms. Coyne’s 7th Grade Core Classes, June 2015 - 11

    For I am not here

    But if I were, maybe

    I would get along

    But here I hide, in the folds

    Sit here, all but forgotten.

    --Aaron Freedman

    My life is sad

    But yours doesn’t have to be

    Rejoice in the bells

    You go out into the world

    And maybe I will go, too.

    --Aaron Fre

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