Tuesday, May 2, 2017

Nature In A Picture (Haiku)

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Nature in a picture
By: Erik Sattler
Fields grazed with green grass
The sun is shining  brightly
ocean glistening

A Fireman's Life



A Firemans Life:
By: Daniel S. Driscoll

A fireman's life is one big surprise,
Usually he laughs, sometimes he cries.
There's always stress, toil and strife,
Hoping he's good enough to save just one life.

His wife understands, when he misses dinner,
If he runs out of church, don't think he's a sinner.
Answering a call, is tops on his list,
Regretting each one he's ever missed.

He tries and tries, but can't make us see,
The happiest men, still work for free.
Jumping from bed, fighting the cold,
Knowing what to do, without being told.

He rushes to the station, jumps on a truck.
Depending on skill, never on luck.
Putting his life on the line, for an unknown friend,
Hoping and praying, it won't be the end.
"The Bravest Men in the World", the title is fitting,
They all do their best, never come close to quitting.
Next time you see them, all their lights blinking,
Take just a minute, to think what they're thinking.

It's a hard job, so show them you care,
And help them out, with a little prayer.

This poem does a great job showing the sacrifices fire fighters show. When firefighters get a call, they get a jump of readiness to save someones life. They rush to the station, put on their gear and, jump on the truck. They put their life on the line to save others, however they are trained and ready. They miss moments in life like dinner with the family sometimes but its for a good reason. This poem hit me because it notes all the good things i want strive to be or do while being a part of the fire department. I recently joined, and I love the fact that I am able to help people.


To My Father



To My Father
By: Erik Sattler

I look up at my dad, not in height but as a man
someone who always tries his best, always does the best than he can
doesn’t show much emotion, but when I was born he did cry
shows the love he has for his family, a family for whom he would die.

he grew up in a small town, kind of a derelict kid
not too book smart, knew how to make his teachers blow their lid
he enrolled in the army, got stronger, learned how to fight
he learned to respect, how to serve, and serve with all his might

got out the army, learned construction , learned a very good skill
learned to , swing a hammer, build a house,  how to drill
through this he met a girl, they used to dance the night away
he married her, had kids, and she’s still his wife today

he has a great trait, and its is  that he is not selfish at all 
he’s actually a volunteer firefighter, he’s always ready for the call
helping is what he does, always does it  with a smile on his face
taught me to love the flag and salute it in all its grace

I'll fight with my mom sometimes and always make her look like a mess
my dad says why you gotta do that son and I apologize for causing all the stress
 but no matter how mad i get him sometimes I know he will always have my back
 together well take any challenges, face the world,  be ready to attack

The best thing about my dad, is that he is who I wanna be
his traits that he passed down is my favorite part about me
He took me through baseball, fire department, and even boy scouts
He taught me what I know today, things I once knew nothing about

I don’t know why I don’t hug him to often, I guess I just forget
But I know one day when he’s gone, not hugging him I will regret
I don’t really show enough love, as I really should do
“its not manly”  but the love I got for this man is very true

so I wake up every morning and smile when I see him there
cause when he won’t be, its gonna be really hard to bear
your my hero dad, I love you every single day
Those are just some of the things I think about you, but never really say

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

So we drink on

I see a few regulars in the bar everyday
Many people say all they do is drink
I don't judge, i actually study them
I want to know what they think

Some are rude, some are nice
but i look at the calm and serene
because there is a little mystery behind them
of whats going on behind the scenes

see the man on the end was in world war two
he remembers all the horror and all the freight
so when he comes, he comes to forget
and stays here almost all night

Theres a younger man next to him
who he talks to about everything he did see
the young man wants to enlist
a hero is what he is dreaming to be

to the left is one man who is black
discrimination he has faced
the bar is where he fits in
Where everyone drinks, no matter what your race

Theres usually a kid who comes in
He has an ID but we all think its a fake
We all judge him that hes too young to drink
but disregard the abuse at home he takes

On man comes in and everyone cheers
Everyone knows his name and screams"Fred"
We all though he had the perfect life
Till one  night he put a bullet in his head

My favorite guest comes in
but always sits to the side
and yes he gets drunk, drunker than ever
but everyday walks out with his pride


Monday, April 10, 2017

The Stolen Child- W. B. Yeats


The Stolen child
By: W. B. Yeats
Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water rats;
There we’ve hid our faery vats,
Full of berrys
And of reddest stolen cherries.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.

Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim gray sands with light,
Far off by furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night,
Weaving olden dances
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight;
To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles,
While the world is full of troubles
And anxious in its sleep.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.

Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car,
In pools among the rushes
That scarce could bathe a star,
We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams;
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.

Away with us he’s going,
The solemn-eyed:
He’ll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast,
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal chest.
For he comes, the human child,
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping than he can understand.

The Scouting Trail


The Scouting Trail


This is the trail that the Scout shall know,
Where knightly qualities thrive and grow.T
And the strength that spring, from the good brown earth.
The trail that Scouts, in their seeking blaze,
Through the toughest tangle, the deepest maze.
Till out of boyhood the Scout comes straight,
To manhood's splendid and high estate.

This poem is pretty good. The message that comes across is the message of a maturing boy scout. A boy scouts path should be one where he matures. By the time he ages out, he should be a man with knightly qualities. It is an honor to be a boy scout. You should have certain morals and a sense of respect for certain things.

Fire and Ice- Robert Frost

Fire and Ice
By: Robert Frost


Some say the world will end in fire, 
Some say in ice. 
From what I’ve tasted of desire 
I hold with those who favor fire. 
But if it had to perish twice, 
I think I know enough of hate 
To say that for destruction ice 
Is also great 
And would suffice.



Fire and Ice is basically an argument of how the world will end. The poem says some believe in fire and some believe in ice. This poem is so relative today. The poem relates to people wondering how humans will destroy this planet. In the poem, Robert Frost tells what he would side with, but then also says if it goes down in the other way he wouldn't be suprised. He says that ice can do just as much damage as fire, and both can cause this world to end. 

Nature In A Picture (Haiku)

Nature in a picture By: Erik Sattler Fields grazed with green grass The sun is shining  brightly ocean glistening