8th Grade Poems | Examples of 8th Grade Poetry

Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace, she shone like the midnight sun; I must confess, she looked rather whimsical sitting there by a green wooden door, waiting for your lore ! ...

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Ancient howling came back to Earth And before long more species followed Some contested against this unnatural birth But no one could deny it’s monetary worth Then after a little - our world was swallowed Even though we lacked a time machine We ended back up in...

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Tornado Jim was an unruly evil F-5. He barely left anyone alive. Threw cattle and tractors into the air. Crushed combines and backhoes; he did not care. Gloated that he had destroyed more farms than his sis. She gave him a mean finger and snarled with a hiss. Next time she destroyed, she vowed to be worse than him. She was always...

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Mama’s chili pot put out a call Wanting a variety of beans in the fall Forty-nine types of beans showed up in all Auditions were conducted by me and Saul Lima beans were boring, dull and bland. Chili beans are always close at hand. Pork and beans were stuck up and snobby. Garbanzo beans were hard and knobby. We finally chose six types...

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your mirth warmed a room....like rich coffee with cinnamon rolls on sundays...

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Would you be mad if I picked up the bottle? Would you cry if I were to die Lost to the cradle of death Would you hold me close as I cry? Would you hum me to sleep As I softly weep? Would you comfort me through the sorrow Beg me to see tomorrow? And I ask one more time, would you?...

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A green eye like a shining Emerald Like the waving seaweed The leaf bearing trees A wonderful green A blue eye like a sparkling sapphire The foamy ocean, washing lost memories ashore A juicy blueberry A splendid blue A red eye like a cut Ruby A glistening strawberry The autumn leaves A beautiful red. A yellow eye like a dazzling topaz A tart lemon The wildflowers blooming in...

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Once human, I walked through the trees, In fields where the wildflowers danced in the breeze. I laughed with the sun, I wept with the rain, I cherished each moment, felt pleasure and pain. My dreams were like stars in a velvet night sky, I reached for the cosmos, my spirit would fly. With love in my heart and a fire...

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I am plagued by memories My eyes have seen things I will never un-see I am plagued by thoughts that my mind continually harbors Stuck in my mind, a prisoner in her quarters I’m outside looking in The farmer should’ve kept the healthy hen But he let her run...

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Love is patient love is kind This comes from the One who is divine! love does not envy and never boast. That’s only pride and to God it’s gross! It is not arrogant or nor is it rude. Christians like that have the wrong attitude. It does not insist on having its own way. Those pushy people will account...

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sun struck laborers....come home to nightfall bread repose in his kingdom...

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They all wanted to be “Real men” So off into the cruel seas they go In a big scrap of metal.. Might as well be going to their coffins.. And so they did, i never saw them again.. And when i think of them, all i can see is the pain and...

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I can’t do it anymore. They tell me to do what I think is right. But what I think is right, It seems to be wrong. Suicide. Maybe it’s simply just a word to you But the day that I leave you, The horrible day that seems closer everyday, Is also the day when my parents are the most...

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We were worn from war, emptied and exhausted, with morose winter of psyche, it took courage in calling, crossing the dusky abyss. We heard their collective caring voices, their calming connecting reassurance. They give their time just for us, it is now the morning of our risings. ~...

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In the water hole by Littleton’s Cave There sits a rascal, a snarly knave You can go down there if you are brave But it might mean an early grave He is a stranger, after all He who lingers by that waterfall Strangers are scary is what we teach Stay slightly out of this weirdo’s reach...

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