Paradelle For a Man Preparing a Flower

Paradelle for Chipotle

Paradelle for Chipotle: Mary Jane Ripley and Maddie Zomb

A Broken Paradelle

A Broken Paradelle

Never drop a glass vase on the pavement

Never drop a glass vase on the pavement

Or else the flowers will die in your care

Or else the flowers will die in your care

The pavement will die, or else your care

Never on a drop in the glass vase flowers.

The red bowl will shatter if you hit it

The red bowl will shatter if you hit it

Across the table and off of the ledge

Across the table and off of the ledge

If the ledge hit it across and off,

You will shatter the table of the red bowl.

Always hold your hot mug with two hands

Always hold your hot mug with two hands

Otherwise it may fall and crack open

Otherwise it may fall and crack open

Open hands hold hot with two, always

It may otherwise crack your mug and fall.

Never hold your pavement, your hot mug

A vase may otherwise shatter, else, if you care

The flowers fall across it and die red

Will the glass with two hands on drop,

Or will the bowl in the table crack

Always hit it open and off of the ledge.



For this paradelle, I focused on things that could break. This is why I picked a bowl, a mug, and a vase. This made it easy to include imagery in my poem.

Paradelle for Utah

Paradelle for Utah

The stars turn always above me

The stars turn always above me

They're brighter in Utah

They're brighter in Utah

Always brighter, they're me.

In Utah, turn above in the stars.

Your speakers stutter on the bass

Your speakers stutter on the bass

We all drive better through the desert

We all drive better through the desert

Drive your speakers better on the desert,

we all stutter through the bass

My hands shake in the frost

My hands shake in the frost

I breathe in miles of air

I breathe in miles of air

Frost breathe, my hands in miles

Shake I of the air

The bass brighter drive speakers in the desert

Through miles of frost, the air of shakes

Hands, they're stars! stutter above me

Utah the I.

I'd just come back from Utah before writing this poem, and I felt that the paradelle would capture the experience pretty well.

Paradelle for AI

Paradelle for AI

by John S.

The conveniently convenience of modern day conveniences

The conveniently convenience of modern day conveniences

Are hugely convenient and a big help

Are hugely convenient and a big help

Conveniently big help convenience conveniences  and a

Hugely Modern day of the convenient are

To my mission to be lazy today

To my mission to be lazy today

And to never have to worry about work

And to never have to worry about work

To lazy to work never worry today and

My mission about to have never to work

It is blissfully warm on the beach

It is blissfully warm on the beach

As a computer does my work for me

As a computer does my work for me

Blissfully a computer as me on the beach

For the warm work is is my

Blissfully convenient and a modern worry about to

Work on the conveniences of the day

Conveniently are help to my lazy and

Never to be mission computer today to

Have big warm it is as beach

Hugely Work convenience does my for me a


This poem comes from the fact that my response to any question is "just Google it". Electronics and the internet are become so important in our everyday lives, I don't think I could even drive to someplace that isn't with 2 miles, without using a GPS or Google

A Space Knight With A.D.D.

Maddie Perry Paradell

December

chopping at the root, down it goes.

chopping at the root, down it goes.

pine needles cover the floor,

pine needles cover the floor.

lights hug the branches tightly.

the tree glistens

delicate glass ornaments are hung,

delicate glass ornaments are hung,

some slipping, slipping and crash

some slipping, slipping and crash

ornaments hung are glass and delicate

crash.

warm Gingerbread wafts throughout the warm fireplace air

warm gingerbread wafts throughout the warm fireplace air

fire crackling, popping, and chestnuts burn

fire crackling, popping and chestnuts burn

the warm air, crackling as the gingerbread wafts throughout the fireplace

glass lights glisten throughout

branches chopped are crackling in the fireplace

delicate ornaments hug the pine

and slipping needles cover the floor

burn the chestnuts and waft gingerbread

This poem came to us from the example you explained at the start of class. When the lady booed him because of his basic and "not best" work it made us think of typical poems. With the holiday season coming up a Christmas poem we thought would fit the description of a typical poem with the "christmasy" adjectives and lines, this is what sparked the idea for our poem. 
Maddie & Perry

Paradelle

This is a video of me reading my paradelle. I hope you enjoy it.

Hallucination

Haunting through the seamless long dark night

Haunting through the seamless long dark night

Almost as if fear surrounds a mind

Almost as if fear surrounds a mind

Fear through as a seamless dark night

The long mind if almost surrounds haunting

The soul diminishes with many heartbreaking nightmares

The soul diminishes with many heartbreaking nightmares

When resting but, discomfort still in thought

When resting but, discomfort still in thought

Discomfort diminishes but many resting in thought

Still heartbreaking when the soul with nightmares

Terror spreads each and every single night

Terror spreads each and every single night

Realization that it only was just a hallucination

Realization that it only was just a hallucination

Hallucination was a terror every single night

And that only just spreads each realization

Heartbreaking soul in the dark long nightmares

Terror diminishes and surrounds every single night

Each realization as if discomfort spreads many

Resting through only a still seamless hallucination

That was when the fear almost haunting

But with every thought just a mind

Explanation: I decided to write this poem due to the "Hallucination's" or dreams that I have been having recently. Lately, I have been having nightmares when I am dreaming at night.  Since my dreams have been about nightmares lately, I tried to center my poem around this topic due to the common occurrence of this topic when dreaming.

Good Old Saint Nick Paradelle

Old Saint Nicholas flies through the sky

Old Saint Nicholas flies through the sky

Leaving presents and eating cookies

Leaving presents and eating cookies

And Old Saint Nicholas eating cookies

Flies leaving presents through the sky

Rudolph leads the slay with his red nose

Rudolph leads the slay with his red nose

The fast wind is cold on the face

The fast wind is cold on the face

Cold on the face is his red Rudolph nose

Wind is the cold fast slay

A fat man who needs to lose some pounds

A fat man who needs to lose some pounds

He climbs down the chimney bearing gifts

He climbs down the chimney bearing gifts

Bearing gifts a fat man who needs the chimney

To lose some pounds he climbs down

Eating cookies Rudolph leads the slay

The fast wind is cold and leaving presents

A fat man flies on the face through the sky

His red nose needs to lose some pounds

Who needs to lose some pounds?

Bearing gifts with is Old Saint Nicholas

Explanation: I chose this topic because it's Christmas season now and what better to celebrate Christmas than with a poem. I thought about writing about Santa Claus but use a different alias other then his original name. With the two end lines in the first three stanzas I tried to have them make some sense. I think I did that fairly well.

Sarah Kay and Phil Kaye "An Origin Story"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=esgfG3BoAPc

This poem begins with a familiar face, Sarah Kay. She stands next to one of her friends Phil Kaye. Sarah first addresses the fact that her and Phil have the same last name. The rest of the poem is about how they met. They're not siblings, boyfriend and girlfriend, or childhood friends but a lot of their lives are similar. They begin by talking about their childhood. Where they're from, where their parents are from. Not only is the last name the same, but their mom is Japanese and their dad is jewish. Coincidence?
The good thing about this combo of Phil and Sarah is that they balance each other out. Sarah is more formal while Phil adds comic relief. The poem ends with both of them talking about friendship. They explain how friends are always there for you and that you can hold their hand, "They won't let go."