Final Projects – The Book Without Words – Poems
Please post your poems here.
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Use strong descriptive langauge – as long as it is middle school appropriate.
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The young and the restless is what Thorston inspires to be.
It might sound easy to you and me, but just wait and see.
Dead! Alive! Dead! Alive! Dead! Alive!
Which one is it?
He makes a spell with a book without words you see to make him and vibrate just like me!
All he has to do is devour four stones and thats what he shall be!
But its not that easy with three against thee!
Dead! Alive! Dead! Alive! Dead! Alive!
Unfortunately its dead for Thorston, he couldn’t devour all four stones you see, he came so close with just one more to go!!!!
DEAD!! DEAD!!! DEAD!!!
Time was the fourth stone not to mention the last.
So important it was he was willing to take a life and have a blast.
Damian was rude and ignorant while Sybil had some sense.
Too bad he was turned into a coin only to be spent.
Alfric was an orphan, Sybil was too.
Damian was the child of who knows who.
In the town of Fulworth they lived.
Not knowing their master they would deceive.
They were so young and poor.
All they were concerned with was to have more.
They all wanted more food at night.
While Alfric wanted someone to hold tight.
Damian wanted gold.
Too bad he was turned into a coin only to sold.
Odo thought he was human before being turned into a raven only for his feathers.
To his disgrace he was a donkey no matter what wheater.
Off to Italy they set.
Only knowing that their needs would be met.
I was left on my own with nothing
You found me and gave me something
You gave me food and a roof over my head
You didn’t care about the color of my hair
Or what I wear
All that mattered was my age;
That I was just starting my teenage stage
I thought I would have a life to live
But I’ll learn that you have an alternate motives to why you give.
As you swallow each stone
You take a part of my life that should be mine alone
At first I was told
That you were making gold
You wish nothing but to decieve
You ignore my every single plead
And now my time is running out
But all you do is scream and shout
But I won’t give up so easily
As you die feebily
THE MAGIC WITHIN
There once was a man named Billy Bob.
He was a witch and he loved corn on the cob.
There was a little girl named Mary-Ann, she was a mortal who loved a man.
The man she loved was named Josh.
His famous saying was “pish-posh.”
He had a wish to Mary-Ann and he knew one day he can!
One day he tried to put a magical spell on Mary-Ann but it reversed and flew into the fan and hit another wo-man!
Josh got mad and told everyone Billy Bob was an alchemist.
But instead Billy Bob punched him with his fist.
Mary-Ann got mad, but right then Billy Bob proposed to her, she said “yeah, sure”Billy Bob was over-whelmed with joy cause he finally got his wish! And they finally had their first kiss! Josh moved on and married a rich woman, and they finally all found their magic within!
There once was a man named Thorston,
Who created a spell,
It worked out,
Oh so very well.
The town found out,
It gave them a pout,
It was very bad,
The town was sad.
But then he regained,
Everything got rearranged,
It worked, he’s alive,
We even saved peoples lives.
Now everything is settled,
The town is very proud,
HOORAY!! HOORAY!!
The town shouted very loud.
Thorston was dead
but because he stuck a stone in his head,
he came back alive
and his age took a dive.
He came back much much younger,
that made everybody wonder.
How can that be?
Has there eyes deceived what they see?
But it was true
just like how the sky is blue.
See what happened was
the master had past away
so they put him in a hole,
where he would lay.
But he did not stay
The master stood up and just walked away.
most people dont beleive
the magical powers the stone can achieve
but it was true
just like how the sky is blue. =]
Magic
You have magic in your finger tips,
Magic in your eye.
Magic in the arms that hold,
and tell me not to cry.
Thorston is so mean,
he makes Sybil and Odo scream.
He lurks in the dark,
when they tried to bury him he started to fart.
If he lived, Sybil and Odo would die,
this made them very sad and cry.
Only people with green eyes could read the book,
Damian tried because he was a crook.
Sybil returned the book ad stone to brother Wifred,
this made Thorston mad an turn red.
In the end Thorston died,
nobody n Fulworth cried.
Three stones is all it will take
For Sybil and the ravens like to be at stake
They need to stop this evil man
Because he’ll do whatever it takes and whatever he can
For him to be young, living, and complete
So there will be no more gray or missing teeth
The Book Without Words has the key to gold
To find a green eyed-child, the secret will unfold
They search and search for a child with green eyes
And then when found, it ended up to be dangers with lies
She had to find Brother Wilfred to return the book
The book that Master Thortson stole and took
Sibil went through the cemetry to look for the monk
But instead saw Master Thortson and her heart sunk
He took her by the neck and started to strangle her, so she’ll give in
But Brother Wilfred camed to the rescue and stepped in
They fought and wrestled with both of them to collide
Brother Wilfred swallowed the last stone and Thortson fortunatley died
~Thorston’s Lament~
A heartless man with a thoughtless plan
is what you must think I am
But did no one ever stop to consider
the horrible truth behind my sham?
My loved ones slipped into eternal rest
and I, a young boy, watched and wept
Grasping the concept of this dreaded Death
and resolved to learn to escape it.
On the dark streets, cold and alone
is where I was thrust soon after
The rats became friends, the sewers my home
Forever gone was the sound of my laughter.
It was a misty morning, soft and bright
that fate took pity on me
A fellowship of monks noticed my plight
and took me in happily.
A goatherd I was, and content was I
that I finally found my place.
But a certain rare book caught my eye
And my heart began to race.
Would I, thought myself, be a goatherd evermore?
Could I ever be mentioned among royals and lords?
Or was there a great destiny in store?
Would I earn fame from the book without words?
My yearning for immortality
was paired with my thirst for wealth.
My desire got the better of me,
And the book was stolen with stealth.
So now, young reader
Do not judge me in haste
Think of me as an ill-fated orphan
Whose ambitions laid him to waste.
A book without words
Say it ain’t so
Is master dead or alive
Yes or no?
Whoever can read the book shall find out the secret to masters gold making
They say the reader has to have green eyes
Thats a lie
It’s a combination of concentration and lots of patient
As they carry master
He releases a scary fart
Laughs start
Is there still a beat in his heart
Surely after he awakes
He swallowed stones to rewind his time
Brother Wilfred fights and wins
Then swallows the last stone
And master true age is shown
Now he is gone
And the others are headed to Italy
For they don’t know where it is
So they will rome and survive off of Damion’s coin
old man Thorston
wanted to live forver.
The stones he took
gave him the power.
He wanted to live forever,
without a fear of dying.
He wanted to be young
again without even trying.
So he took the stones
one by one, taking
the lives from
younger ones.
Without even knowing
the pain he caused,
he left people in
an endless awe.
When he died for good
they sighed with releaf.
They countined their
lives making their
way to Italy.
In this village so far away, there is a price you must pay
for if you wish to stay young, Thorston do you wish to make the ultimate sacrifice?
unfortunetly, you demise is far to close for you are afraid to die,
which is only in human nature. But your green eyes of greed seek no deal. You just comply apoun yourself to take what you want.
Sybil, you servant girl had no say in the matter you just watched her idly chatter with the raven that you transformed form a goat.Yet late at night you’d steal her breath before she had a chance to fight or object. Sneaky little Thorston you may receive want you desire now, but in the end you will fall. Your fate is sealed. Your sin deep in deceite, so live while you can my dear friend
sorry mistake on thorston.
Tactical
halfhearted
old
rabid
scary
tempermental
obscene
naughty
Sybil, Thorston, Odo’s characters.
Sad
young
brave
independent
lonely
Obsessed
defiant
Overreact
Tactical
halfhearted
old
rabid
tempermental
abscene
naughty
there once was an old man,
so wrinkly he looked like a crushed can,
master thorston was his name,
his bird was odo which he treated bad what a shame,
his dream was to live forever with no conserns,
in order to do so he needed the book without words,
everyone thought he knew how to make gold,
when actually he didnt and was growing very old,
to stay young he had to swallow 4 stones,
he swallowed one and fell like old bones,
his servant dug him up and he came back out,
he was so angry he gave a powerful shout,
he ate the second one and died again,
sybil servant girl with some help dug him once again,
then the girl seen the man that owned the book at once,
he asked for it back before master thorston could eat the third one,
he cought her and brung her back and ate the second to last one,
while dead again sybil took the last one back to the man,
he ate it and fought master thorston after he woke again still human,
now instead of digging master thorston they dug up the book,
which contained alot of evil magic that could now never be took.
Thorston and Odo
Threatining to sybil and odo and
Hasty to get the book without words while being
Ominous and full of
Rage and
Savageness
Time-worn is what he is because he is
Old and needs the stones, he’s also a
Northumbrian resident because he lives in Northumbria
Obnoxious little bird who is
Defiant and also dark
Onyx-colored raven
HAIKU.
there once was a book.
titled the book without words.
not very pleasing.
about an old man.
who supposedly makes gold.
known as alchemist.
he wished to be young.
he owned a poor servant girl.
and a talking bird.
i read the book once.
worst experience ever.
no offense, Avi.
Immortality,
The secret of gold making,
All are found in one book.
The way to read is with green eyes,
Without them nothing you’ll see,
Blank pages are all there will be.
The land of Fulworth where the Dark Ages aren’t far away,
the residents of this small town, they all live in dismay.
Except for Damian, Sybil, Alfric, and Odo who are all brave souls,
while the evil Master Thorston is busy making things into gold.
He also wants their lives to claim as his own,
so then his age will have done the opposite of grown.
But he was banished forthwith, and everyone was safe,
Then they all went to Italy, in search of a great place.
In the dusky heart of a dusty home,
an old man by the name, of Thorston was known.
He mixes and stirs the potion brewing,
his life, he is out for renewing.
Raven feathers, and manx cat tails,
concoct it all, it never fails.
Taking the life, of a raven and girl,
the potion inside, beginning to twirl.
Creating the shining, illegal gold,
all the power he will hold.
The town folk wondering, becoming curious,
Thorston in all, becoming furious.
Only a child, with eyes of emerald green,
can look into the book without words,
and see the unseen.
Distorted images, of Thorston’s past,
but with evil magic, his life will last.
He swallows a stone, expires and comes back,
it’s impossible, his life you can’t track.
Arriving back, he grows young,
Meanwhile by Bashcroft, he is to be hung.
Servant girl Sybil won’t wait for the day,
she will make sure, his thin hair stays gray.
With this evil book, and friends by her side,
she darts away, without a ride.
Sybil tries, and jumps about,
though Thorston is afollow her route.
But she perseveres, on and out,
she will suceed, without a doubt.
Out of time, and Thorston melts,
the book is returned,
and now their abominable past is forever burned.
MR.MOSHE, i FOUND MY POEM—
There once was a man who was very old,
behind him was a story often told.
He liked to make potions and tons of spells,
and made a new one after he heard church bells.
The spell was meant to make lots of gold,
but it could never be spoken of or ever told.
But the thing you needed was a boy with green eyes,
but they couldn`t read the book after so many tries.
So the man that was oh so wise, burried the book
and beneath the earth it lies.
There once was an alchemist man,
who could make magic, yes he can.
he made magic stones,
but he was all alone.
Except for a little girl.
When he did spells it made his head twirl,
because he was very old,
so theres the story thats told!
One day there was a man at home,
He was always sad because he was all alone.
All these years throught his life,
the only thing he desired was a wife.
But one thing I forgot to tell,
was he was an alchemist who made a spell.
The spell was for him to find true love,
But first he had to find a dove.
This bird would soon set him free,
So he could make his wife to be.
So he made the spell because he found the bird,
But to his surprise it was tears he heard.
So the man sent he back home,
and for the rest of his life..
HE WAS ALL ALONE.
mr. moshe, i already posted my poem beforee u made it into all these little section thinggyss and lost thaa paperr so I can type it over. I was just wondering if u saw it or not and put in the grade because i dont have the paper no more.
Mr. Moshe I was wondering if we could post any type of peom like a haiku or something like that??