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Dreams by Langston Hughes

Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow. This poem uses metaphors. This poem discribes that if you have a dream dont let it go away. Also do what you can to make it come true. If not then life will be hard and boring. Thats what this poem explains.

The Things by Donald hall When I walk in my house I see pictures, bought long ago, framed and hanging —de Kooning, Arp, Laurencin, Henry Moore— that I've cherished and stared at for years, yet my eyes keep returning to the masters of the trivial—a white stone perfectly round, tiny lead models of baseball players, a cowbell, a broken great-grandmother's rocker, a dead dog's toy—valueless, unforgettable detritus that my children will throw away as I did my mother's souvenirs of trips with my dead father, Kodaks of kittens, and bundles of cards from her mother Kate. This poem explains the memories of the authors life. This poem uses imagery. Every thing the author explains is a seperate memory.

Mr. Grumpledumps Song by Shel Sliverstein Everything's wrong, Days are too long, Sunshine's too hot, Wind is too strong. Clouds are too fluffy, Grass is too green, Ground is too dusty, Sheets are too clean. Stars are too twinkly, Moon is too high, Water's too drippy, Sand is too dry. Rocks are too heavy, Feathers too light, Kids are too noisy, Shoes are too tight. Folks are too happy, Singin' their songs. Why can't they see it? Everything's wrong! This poem uses rhymes. This poem complains about how every is wrong. But what something is suposed to be it complains it is to much.

Another way to die by disturbed

There can be no other reason why. You know we should have seen it coming. Consequences we cannot deny will be revealed in time. Glaciers melt as we pollute the sky. A sign of devastation coming. We don’t need another way to die. Can we repent in time?

The Time bomb is ticking and no one is listening. Our future is fading. Is there any hope we’ll survive?

Still, we ravage the world that we love. And the millions cry out to be saved. Our endless maniacal appetite. Left us with another way to die. It's just another way to die. Can we repent in time? 1.) this song is saying that our world is coming to end. Also that people know it is, but they dont care. Overall it means we found we are going to die and thats it. This uses rhymes, and imagery

//__Why I am __// I am Rudy I say what I want usually when I shouldn’t I __wonder what the world worries__ __I see the world crumble while everyone runs in shock __ I pretend to know what is to be known I want to know is to be of the future I understand how I will describe myself as I see __I feel heavy as a rabbit feels agile __ I hope I can predict what is too become of me    I am Rudy and I feel as though I need to see the reason for why I think