{"content":{"sharePage":{"page":0,"digests":[{"id":"19386191","dateCreated":"1264631736","smartDate":"Jan 27, 2010","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"},"monitored":false,"locked":false,"links":{"self":"https:\/\/maher-poetry.wikispaces.com\/share\/view\/19386191"},"dateDigested":1531976897,"startDate":null,"sharedType":"discussion","title":"Poems with Prefixes and Suffixes","description":"We are studying prefixes, suffixes, and roots. Here are poems with some of the prefixes, suffixes, and roots we have learned.","replyPages":[{"page":0,"digests":[{"id":"19386231","body":"Bene:
\n
\n
\nThere once was a benevolent girl
\n
\nWho never asked for more than love.
\n
\nShe never asked for birthday presents,
\n
\nAnd she never asked for souvenirs.
\n
\nEveryone knew her as the beneficent one.
\n
\nShe believed that in order to be loved,
\n
\nYou must love them back.
\n
\nWhen she smiled, you could tell
\n
\nThat her smile contained stilbene.
\n
\n
\nShe always promoted personal happiness
\n
\nNo one ever said \u201cbye\u201d to her without a smile.
\n
\nShe wasn't buying friends
\n
\nShe never made friends for gifts.
\n
\nShe made friends because of her heart
\n
\nThe beauty inside her that shined ;
\n
\nShined like her mother's nails.
\n
\n
\nShe never turned down a benefice
\n
\nShe never asked for one either.
\n
\nAll she ever asked for
\n
\nWas true love from their hearts.
\n
\nShe never had that much money
\n
\nBut her friends mattered more,
\n
\nMoney wasn't everything.
\n
\n
\nShe never gave up on life
\n
\nShe knew that if she did,
\n
\nThen others would too.
\n
\nShe inquired if she mattered to anyone;
\n
\nIf she was admired, loved.
\n
\nHer mother said \u201cNo,\u201d
\n
\n\u201cYou're not only loved; you're needed.\u201d
\n
\nThe vivacious benevolent girl
\n
\nSmiled at her mother.
\n
\nHer mother gave her back
\n
\nA large, warm smile.
\n
\n
\n
\nMal:
\n
\n
\nDarn, I heard bad news.
\n
\nMy friend\u2019s town is maladjusted.
\n
\nDon\u2019t be amused,
\n
\nNow her house is busted.
\n
\nHer family can\u2019t pay taxes,
\n
\nThese days it\u2019s just too much.
\n
\nThere will be no access
\n
\nFrom her to me and such.
\n
\nPeople think this is malapropism,
\n
\nBut believe me, it\u2019s really not.
\n
\nWe need to stick to optimism,
\n
\nSoon our smiles will rot.
\n
\nHer dad has a malady
\n
\nBut they can\u2019t go to the doctors
\n
\nThis isn\u2019t funny; it\u2019s no parody
\n
\nHelp! We need some mentors.
\n
\nToo many have attempted to cause malice
\n
\nThey don\u2019t know how bad this is.
\n
\nBut go tell your friend Alice
\n
\nThat their family is like soda fizz;
\n
\nTheir family can suddenly lose it all.","dateCreated":"1264631776","smartDate":"Jan 27, 2010","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"}}],"more":0}]},{"id":"19382195","dateCreated":"1264627263","smartDate":"Jan 27, 2010","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"},"monitored":false,"locked":false,"links":{"self":"https:\/\/maher-poetry.wikispaces.com\/share\/view\/19382195"},"dateDigested":1531976898,"startDate":null,"sharedType":"discussion","title":"Gilgamesh Poems","description":"We studied the "Epic of Gilgamesh" in class, and the students wrote poems to celebrate Gilgamesh, the King of Uruk.","replyPages":[{"page":0,"digests":[{"id":"19382221","body":"The skies of brightness,lost their
\nlight
\n
\nNo one around: no kids running
\nWhy should I live if I am the lone
\nsurvivor?
\n
\nTaken away, form the only place
\nI was happy
\n
\nFire, has done its job
\nAnd so have I
\n
\nMy world has finished
\nMy hope has died
\n
\nI should rest
\nWith the heavens
\nAnd with my people
\n
\nBy: THE GODDESS OF HEART","dateCreated":"1264627296","smartDate":"Jan 27, 2010","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"}},{"id":"19382611","body":"
\nA Letter for Gilgamesh
\n
\nGilgamesh our great hero,
\nTaught us to be Merciful,
\nThankful for his fight,
\nAnd not to be afraid of anything,
\nI thank you,
\n
\nMy great King
\n
\n
\nBy: THE GODDESS OF HEART","dateCreated":"1264627857","smartDate":"Jan 27, 2010","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"}},{"id":"19383371","body":" Gilgamesh and the Bull of Heaven
\n
\nMy hair wraps around my head
\nas I whirl around
\nweapon in hand.
\nThe sword's metal meets
\nthe beast's flesh,
\nand the bull falls.
\nHe releases his final cry
\ninto the winds.
\nMy blood coursing through me,
\nI turn to face
\nmy cheering people,
\nand Ishtar.
\nHer once-perfect face is purple
\nsplotched with red.
\nShe pulls her crimson lips apart,
\nrevealing
\npointed fangs.
\nHer gruesome, oily wings
\nSlice the air noisily.
\nShe slashes the air threateningly
\nwith her deadly, sharp claws.
\nYet strangely,
\nI feel
\nno fear.
\n
\nby: Poe E. Tree","dateCreated":"1264628678","smartDate":"Jan 27, 2010","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"}},{"id":"19383653","body":"Gilgamesh
\n
\nGilgamesh
\nYou
\nThe one we
\nCherish
\nThe one we
\nLove
\nThe one me we
\nWarship
\nWe care about you!
\nIf you left us
\nWe would cry
\nWe would feel
\nUnsafe\u2026","dateCreated":"1264628964","smartDate":"Jan 27, 2010","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"}}],"more":0}]},{"id":"19381249","dateCreated":"1264625924","smartDate":"Jan 27, 2010","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"},"monitored":false,"locked":false,"links":{"self":"https:\/\/maher-poetry.wikispaces.com\/share\/view\/19381249"},"dateDigested":1531976898,"startDate":null,"sharedType":"discussion","title":"Lament for Ur","description":"We studied Mesopotamia and wrote lament poems for the fallen city of Ur","replyPages":[{"page":0,"digests":[{"id":"19381283","body":"
\n
\nMetal Clashes : Blood all over
\nDead soldiers lay on the royal courtyard
\nFire grazes the sky as the souls float away
\nAs loud as fear : as silent as death
\nThe terror within releases
\nAs if we are doomed for this destiny
\nWe fall like rocks when we experience real grief within
\nBricks crumble from our smoldered, red ziggurat
\nAs I look over my shoulder, being taken far away
\n
\n- Infamous Bob
\n
\nAs if time slows for real
\nI look around for once
\nAs it was only 60 seconds ago
\nThe bodies are rag dolls splashed in red
\nUp from the wall
\nThe red is the gift of war
\nAs if time yet bends again
\nBlood from the throat : from the chest
\nA shaft of an arrow meets me
\nAs I fall down into an endless nothing
\nSoul floating away from the body
\nStuck between life and death
\nNo city : No family
\nEver more
\nFor my life : Ur must not fall
\n
\n- Infamous Bob","dateCreated":"1264625983","smartDate":"Jan 27, 2010","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"}},{"id":"19381797","body":"Even though our City Has Fallen
\n
\nEven though our city has fallen,
\nand so many lie dead,
\nthe smoke-filled sky has
\nbrightened and
\ndays turn to weeks
\nno one remembers,
\nno one cares and
\nthe world goes on
\n
\nEven though our city has fallen,
\nand so much of Ur is gone,
\nother people never knew
\nother people never will
\nso I write this poem
\nas I lie down to die
\na sword stabbed through
\nmy heart, a bloody daggger
\n
\nEven though our city has fallen,
\nand the children now are slaves,
\nthey are so young, they
\nwon't remember
\nthe siege that killed our city
\nthey just know they are slaves
\ndon"t remember, never will
\nEven though our city has fallen
\n
\nBy: Jill","dateCreated":"1264626682","smartDate":"Jan 27, 2010","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"}},{"id":"19382823","body":"Death, has come around
\nGlory, has vanished
\nSouls, have risen
\nSmoke, has come across my heart
\nHope, will never come again
\n
\n
\n By:THE GODDESS OF HEART
\n
\n The skies of brightness,lost their light
\n No one around: no kids running
\n Why should I live if I am the lone
\n survivor?
\n Taken away, form the only place
\n I was happy
\n Fire, has done its job
\n And so have I
\n My world has finished
\n My hope has died
\n I should rest
\n With the heavens
\n And with my people
\n
\n By: THE GODDESS OF HEART","dateCreated":"1264628136","smartDate":"Jan 27, 2010","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"}}],"more":0}]},{"id":"14648951","dateCreated":"1253822953","smartDate":"Sep 24, 2009","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"},"monitored":false,"locked":false,"links":{"self":"https:\/\/maher-poetry.wikispaces.com\/share\/view\/14648951"},"dateDigested":1531976898,"startDate":null,"sharedType":"discussion","title":"Poems Using Root words, Suffixes, and Prefixes","description":"To me there\u2019s something special
\n
\nabout the word EUPHONIUM.
\n
\nTo me there\u2019s something interesting
\n
\nabout the word EUPHONIOUS.
\n
\nTo me there\u2019s something wonderful
\n
\nabout the word EUPHORIA.
\n
\nTo me there\u2019s something magical
\n
\nabout the word EUPHONY.
\n
\nThey all have a pleasing rhythm
\n
\nto the way you say it,
\n
\nEU-PHO-NI-OUS
\n
\nMaybe because a euphonium can make pleasing sounds
\n
\nAnd so can euphorias;
\n
\nBeing euphonious has a nice tone to it
\n
\nAnd hearing the word euphony as well.
\n
\nMy favorite words are the words
\n
\nThat start with e and u
\n
\nThey\u2019re fun to say and mostly,
\n
\nThey\u2019re pleasing words to hear.
\n
\nBy: Grumpy","replyPages":[{"page":0,"digests":[],"more":0}]},{"id":"14237849","dateCreated":"1252969333","smartDate":"Sep 14, 2009","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"},"monitored":false,"locked":false,"links":{"self":"https:\/\/maher-poetry.wikispaces.com\/share\/view\/14237849"},"dateDigested":1531976899,"startDate":null,"sharedType":"discussion","title":"Poems using Idioms","description":"Post poems using idioms","replyPages":[{"page":0,"digests":[{"id":"14324531","body":"I'm Up the Creek Without a Paddle
\n
\nBy "Grumpy"
\n
\nRight now I'm in a pickle,
\nI've got butterflies in my stomach.
\nI forgot to do my homework,
\nMy teacher'll think I'm a white elephant.
\nI wish I could bury my head in the sand,
\nI would love to beat around the bush.
\nI'm up a tree,
\nI'm in a pickle.
\nMy mind is telling me to keep my shirt on,
\nBut I know I'm in a lot of trouble.
\nMy teacher'll fly off the handle,
\nShe'll throw the book at me!
\nI can't cry over spilled milk.
\nI'm up the creek without a paddle.
\nMy mom always told me,
\n"Let sleeping dogs lie"
\nI know I can't hide it
\nShe'll know something is fishy.
\nI must take the bull by the horns,
\nI'll just have to face the music.
\nMaybe if I can clam up
\nAnd act like nothing is wrong
\nMy teacher won't notice
\nAnd I can keep my head above water!
\nBut of course I'll be in trouble
\nI hope she won't jump down my throat.
\nOh well, I'm behind the eight ball...
\n
\nThe End","dateCreated":"1253134011","smartDate":"Sep 16, 2009","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"}}],"more":0}]},{"id":"13510581","dateCreated":"1249939896","smartDate":"Aug 10, 2009","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"},"monitored":false,"locked":false,"links":{"self":"https:\/\/maher-poetry.wikispaces.com\/share\/view\/13510581"},"dateDigested":1531976899,"startDate":null,"sharedType":"discussion","title":"Hyperbole","description":"Post poems that use hyperbole in them.","replyPages":[{"page":0,"digests":[{"id":"13510589","body":"Definition:
\nNOUN: A figure of speech in which exaggeration is used for emphasis or effect, as in I could sleep for a year or This book weighs a ton.(American Heritage Dictionary)","dateCreated":"1249939988","smartDate":"Aug 10, 2009","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"}}],"more":0}]},{"id":"13510533","dateCreated":"1249939562","smartDate":"Aug 10, 2009","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"},"monitored":false,"locked":false,"links":{"self":"https:\/\/maher-poetry.wikispaces.com\/share\/view\/13510533"},"dateDigested":1531976899,"startDate":null,"sharedType":"discussion","title":"Rhyme","description":"Post poems that use a patterned rhyme.","replyPages":[{"page":0,"digests":[{"id":"13510695","body":"Definition:
\n
\nNOUN:
\n
\n 1. Correspondence of terminal sounds of words or of lines of verse.
\n 2.
\n 1. A poem or verse having a regular correspondence of sounds, especially at the ends of lines.
\n 2. Poetry or verse of this kind.
\n 3. A word that corresponds with another in terminal sound, as behold and cold.(Yahoo Education)","dateCreated":"1249940723","smartDate":"Aug 10, 2009","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"}},{"id":"19384315","body":"Winter
\n
\n
\n
\nWinter behold,
\n
\nThe season of cold
\n
\nSome people are warm like that
\n
\nFor they have a thermostat
\n
\nWhile some shiver
\n
\nWithout blankets, they\u2019re a-quiver
\n
\nWon\u2019t you help raise some bliss
\n
\nYou don\u2019t want the holidays to go amiss
\n
\nBy: Ajay","dateCreated":"1264629665","smartDate":"Jan 27, 2010","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"}}],"more":0}]},{"id":"13510529","dateCreated":"1249939538","smartDate":"Aug 10, 2009","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"},"monitored":false,"locked":false,"links":{"self":"https:\/\/maher-poetry.wikispaces.com\/share\/view\/13510529"},"dateDigested":1531976899,"startDate":null,"sharedType":"discussion","title":"Rhythm ","description":"Post poems that use a patterned rhythm.","replyPages":[{"page":0,"digests":[{"id":"13510721","body":"Definition:
\n
\n1. An ordered recurrent alternation of strong and weak elements in the flow of sound and silence in speech b : a particular example or form of rhythm <iambic rhythm> (Merriam-Webster Dictionary)","dateCreated":"1249940913","smartDate":"Aug 10, 2009","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"}}],"more":0}]},{"id":"13510515","dateCreated":"1249939459","smartDate":"Aug 10, 2009","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"},"monitored":false,"locked":false,"links":{"self":"https:\/\/maher-poetry.wikispaces.com\/share\/view\/13510515"},"dateDigested":1531976899,"startDate":null,"sharedType":"discussion","title":"Concrete and Shape Poems","description":"Post examples of concrete poems or shape poems that you have written.","replyPages":[{"page":0,"digests":[{"id":"14237537","body":"Fall
\nIt's fall, can't you see!
\nAutumn breeze through maple trees
\nand flowers filled with bumbling bees
\nthe golden leave crinkle under my feet
\nsoon rain will fall, as ice and sleet
\nIt's fall, can't you see!
\n-Annonomous
\n
\nSummer's Quickly Fading
\nsummer's quickly fading!
\nsummer's quickly fading
\nsummer's quickly fadin
\nsummer's quickly fadi
\nsummer's quickly fad
\nsummer's quickly fa
\nsummer's quickly f
\nsummer's quickly
\nsummer's quickl
\nsummer's quick
\nsummer's quic
\nsummer's qui
\nsummer's qu
\nsummer's q
\nsummer's
\nsummer'
\nsummer
\nsumme
\nsumm
\nsum
\nsu
\ns
\n
\n-Anon","dateCreated":"1252968769","smartDate":"Sep 14, 2009","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"}},{"id":"14324055","body":"
\nGiraffe Poem
\n
\n
\n
\nTall
\nand slender
\nis this horse, it
\ntowers
\nover us
\nwith force.
\nWith much
\nease, it can
\nreach high trees,
\nbut for grass it must take a pass.
\nThe Giraffe looks kind, but you will find,
\nthat's just all in your mind. The Giraffe is quick, the giraffe is slick, The Giraffe looks like a
\ncandle stick. But this tall being weighing 2,000
\npounds, it could crush you without a sound.
\nIt's legs are skinny
\nbut they are strong,
\nat least enough to
\nhold him up, the legs
\nare held on with a
\njoint but I am sure
\nthat's a clear point.
\n
\n(used to be a shape)
\n
\n-Humu Humu Nuku Nuku Apua'a","dateCreated":"1253133310","smartDate":"Sep 16, 2009","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"}}],"more":0}]},{"id":"13510407","dateCreated":"1249938636","smartDate":"Aug 10, 2009","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"},"monitored":false,"locked":false,"links":{"self":"https:\/\/maher-poetry.wikispaces.com\/share\/view\/13510407"},"dateDigested":1531976900,"startDate":null,"sharedType":"discussion","title":"Humor ","description":"Post your poems that use humor, satire, and irony.","replyPages":[{"page":0,"digests":[{"id":"14649063","body":"Soing Gimming
\n(Going Swimming)
\nI like to so gimming
\nfeel the rater wushing around me
\nthe wool, cettness surrounds me
\nespecially on a dot hay.
\n-Anonymous","dateCreated":"1253823107","smartDate":"Sep 24, 2009","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"}},{"id":"14649233","body":"YOUR HOMEWORK IS DUE AND YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO! TO YOU THIS IS TOTAL JINX BECAUSE HOMEWORK REALLY STINKS. AT SCHOOL YOUR NAME IS MUD AND ON YOUR WAY YOU TRUD. YOU NAMED YOUR PENCIL MARY LOU BUT SERIOUSLY, YOU'VE GOT NO CLUE. YOU NEED TO FINISH YOUR HOMEWORK OR YOU'LL END UP FEELING LIKE A DORK!
\nBy: Grumpy","dateCreated":"1253823298","smartDate":"Sep 24, 2009","userCreated":{"username":"jmaherjmaher","url":"https:\/\/www.wikispaces.com\/user\/view\/jmaherjmaher","imageUrl":"https:\/\/ssl.wikicdn.com\/i\/user_none_lg.jpg"}}],"more":0}]}],"more":true},"comments":[]},"http":{"code":200,"status":"OK"},"redirectUrl":null,"javascript":null,"notices":{"warning":[],"error":[],"info":[],"success":[]}}