I thought I would share a few more text poems that were written by my seventh graders. Some of the poems I’ve read were surprisingly beautiful! Is texting a valid form of expression? After reading these, I dare you to say “no”!
Luv
Thy look at echoter
Trn awy.
Look agin,
Turn awy.
Thy act lyk thy don’t lyk echoter,
But u can c it in their i’s.
She
’s
He :)’s.
Ths is their rutine.
It hppns evryday/
Thy act lyk thy don’t ntice echoter,
But thy rlly luv echoter.
it’s tru n u c it evryday.
by Adriana
Sounds like the perfect description of a middle school crush, doesn’t it? Please excuse the all-caps of this next poem, but it was just too amazing to not share.
TXT POEM
LITNIN STRIKS FROM THE BLANKET OF DRKNESS
BRINGIN A FLASH OF LITE
A REDWUD TREE IS ITS NXT VICTM
SPLTIN IT INTO 2
THE 2 SPLT SIDES REACH 4 THE SKY OPENIN IT’S ARMS 2 HEVIN
ANTHER LITNIN BOLT FALLS FROM THE SKY
HITTIN A GRASY FIELD
A FIRE SPROUTS FROM THE LONG YLLOW GRAS
SENDIN UP SMOKE AND ASH
THE FIRE TWIST N TURNS IN THE NITE
IN A REDISH ORNGE LITE
THE FLMES LIC THE EDGS OF THE DRKNESS
WHILE THE FIRE QUICKLY SPREADS
THE FIRE REMAINS TO BURN
WHILE THE STORMS SEEMS 2 NVR END
CHAOS STRTS TO SPRED THRO THE FOREST
WHILE THE ANMALS RUN N HIDE
CUZ NO ONE WNTS 2 B IN THE WAY WEN A FIRE COMS OUT 2 PLAY
by Megan
I have some deep thinkers in this class…many deep thinkers, actually. It’s exhausting. My brain often hurts.
Wat Wud i SA
Evry1 wants da chnce 2 b herd,
4 ppl 2 lisen, when dey speek deir wurds.
i’ve said it mslf, mny tyms b4,
Bt now i think, wat wud i speek 4?
i have so mch 2 get out, if i ever come 2 da day.
Bt if i do get da chnce, i wunder, wat wud i sA
Wud i speek of my God, and his all healing pwr.
How he wants us 2 trust him, nt cwer.
Or wud i speek of understanding
Da pwr of listening 2 my surroundings.
Or mayb of love and hope and faith.
Or how i have ben changed by da goodness of da human race.
Evry1 wants da chnce 2 be herd,
4 ppl 2 lisen, when they speek deir wrds.
i’ve said it mslf, mny tyms b4,
Bt now i think, wat wud i speek 4.
i have so mch 2 get out, if i ever come 2 da day.
Bt if i do get da chnce, i wunder, wat wud i sA?
by Colleen
Feel
I wlk alng the old nd rsty railrd trcks,
Kckng stns whle wlkng silntly witout a thght in my hd.
I c the lke 2 my lft glimr in the snlite,
Bt I do nt stp to behld its beuty, 4 I hve a mtting.
Instd I kp on wlkng,
yt no thght in my hd.
Nd as I grw closr 2 the forst,
Drknss sprds ovr the lnd as if a blnkt.
Bt yt no thght in my head,
Jst a…. Feelng.
1 tht no scientst cud xplane,
Bt I knw tht ths feelng ws ldng me somwhr.
A plc of whch I do not knw.
Bt I do knw tht ths gut feelng tht I hve is no ordnry feelng,
Bt yt it is.
The strng thng is, is tht I knew wht it ws,
Nd as I grw clser 2 tht drk forst, with no nd to its drknss,
Ths feelng bilds 2 the pnt of no nd.
Bt as I look bck I reliz tht I hav trvled no whr.
So now I wait 4 the drknss to grb hld of me,
Because ths feelng hs no mrcy.
The feelng tht 1 mst lt go of,
1 I can’t ovrcom
….Fear
by Nick M.
Of course, not everyone is skilled at texting. Jack can explain why:
Jus a fone
Evry1z got a fone
Itz as smpl as that
No mattr where I look
Im da only1 w/out
Common mom n dad
Plz I beg u
Just 60 buks a munth wont kill u
it’s a teenage necessity
I shuldnt need 2 giv any mor xplanation than that
Wen u pay urself day say
But by the time I reach in my own wllt
It just mite b my 30th bday!
by Jack M.
One more before I go…and this one is just plain fun! Thanks Dominic!
A txtn poem
dis is new
wht a srpris
i hve nvr seen dis b4
who rites thse poems
well i do
nd so do my clasmats
they r fun 2 rite
u can misspll wrds all da time
no markn down dis time
well dis waz fun
now it’s done
my txtn poem 4 u!
by Dominic D.