Tones of Songs to Poems

Author's Note: This piece was written to show the difference of modes from a song to a poem.

I think the music of "Field Below" helped portray the mood you would get from the poem. Because it was sad. Although in "Big Yellow Taxi" it is the complete opposite from music to poem. In the poem you would think sadness but from the music its really up beat and energetic.

I don't think the artist should've changed the mood off the song "Big Yellow Taxi" because when you listen to what the lyrics really are you're like should I feel happy or sad? But I guess some people say that's what makes a good song if it makes you think about it.

Chocolate Milk

Chocolate milk is delightful
It makes my tummy feel quite full
It tastes oh so yummy
In my tummy
After I feel insightful

Party in Canada

Authors Note: this is a parody of the song Party in the USA that I made with two of my classmates.


So I jumped on the Plane heading to Canada
Welcome to the land of maple syrup, whoa can we eat it all
Jumped on the dogsled, here I am for the first time
I look to the left, and see a gun toting French mime


This is all so crazy, everybody keeps on saying Aye
My tummy’s turnin and I'm feeling kind of homesick
Too much snow so I want to leave today
That’s when my pocket radio played my favorite tune


And the Beethoven was on
And the Beethoven was on
And the Beethoven was on


So I put my hands up, they’re playin my song
The Yetis fly away
I'm noddin my head like “yeah”
Movin my hips like “yeah”


Got my hands up, they’re playin my song
I have the urge to say Aye
Aye! It’s a party in Canada Aye
Aye! It’s a party in Canada Aye


Got tavern in my dog sled
Eskimos are lookin at me now
Like whos that chick rockin the beaver skin
Shes gotta be from outta town


So hard with peeps not around me
Its defenetly not an American party
Cause all I see is beaver pelts
I guess I didn’t get the memo


My tummy’s turnin and I'm feeling kind of homesick
Too much snow so I want to leave today
That’s when my pocket radio played my favorite tune


And the JB song was on
And the JB song was on
And the JB song was on


So I put my hands up, they’re playin my song
The Yetis fly away
I'm noddin my head like “yeah”
Movin my hips like “yeah”


Got my hands up, they’re playin my song
And now I'm gonna be okay
Aye! It’s a party in Canada
Aye! It’s a party in Canada


I feel like hoppin on a flight
Back to the U.S. tonight
Something stops me every time, every time
The DJ plays my song and I feel alright


So I put my hands up, they’re playin my song
The Yetis fly away
I'm noddin my head like “yeah”
Movin my hips like “yeah”


Got my hands up, they’re playin my song
And now I'm gonna be okay
Aye! It’s a party in Canada
Aye! It’s a party in Canada

How Free Were Free Blacks in the North?

Imagine yourself in an old town. With tons of white people walking around you and you’re black. You can’t go and talk to them because you’re restricted from it. People say you’re free but you’re really not, you still have restrictions even though you’re “free”. Around 1860 this is how black people had to live. The only reason blacks were free a little bit was they fought for the north in the Civil War. Technically blacks were free but, they weren’t that free.

The fact that black’s couldn’t vote until around the 1860’s and 70’s is sad because they had pain and suffering along with the whites trying to build this country. Massachusetts set a good example for the northern states about letting blacks be in judicial cases because they were the first to allow it.

In the economic world black’s had some freedoms. A good amount but not as many as they could. One of the freedoms they had was be able to pay taxes. This isn’t a good thing. All the stuff they couldn’t do is good. For example a black man couldn’t vote. Although they could make money working, but usually a white person didn’t hire a black man.

The black man had the most rules against socializing. He couldn’t marry a white, dine with a white or go to church with a white. So mostly they didn’t associate. Since they couldn’t really talk to each other, it would cause a lot of problems in the town. Because blacks would probably start riots from being so mad.

The black man wasn’t very free but still free. They didn’t have many rights, but still had some. Overall better place than the south.

Family and Survival

Imagine yourself in a land of mystery, alone besides you and your crew members. It’s five verses about 500 sometimes. The chances of you surviving are very little. In the book Fallen Angels by Walter Dean Meyers the only thing keeping you alive is your crew, because you know that they got your back. The theme of this book is friendship and trust and how they impact survival, because without friendship and trust, they all would’ve died.

Say Perry wouldn’t have friends that wouldn’t have been true friends. Perry would’ve felt more nervous and made more mistakes. He probably hadn’t have lived throughout the whole war, but he did. If he wouldn’t have trusted his crew he wouldn’t have lived. Even in the book Perry says “if these guys didn’t have my back, I’d be dead right now”.

The other theme that the book could’ve been is survival. It could be survival because Perry has to survive in Vietnam. Without survival, well he wouldn’t have survived. In the book Perry says survival is key over here in Nam. He said as of right now all he cares about is survival.

Overall I think the book is both, because without the first theme the second theme wouldn’t have happened because without his friends he wouldn’t have survived.

Never Give Up

In the poem Mother to Son there is a lot of metaphors. I think that because down south they compare things a lot. For example the mom says "life hasn't been no crystal stair". I think the metaphors were used because when you compare something to something terrible and painful then it makes it 10 times more terrible. The mood of the mother speaking is sad because of how hard her life has been. But she is trying to be motivational to her son, trying to never ever give up. Always persevere!

Describing Perry from Fallen Angels

Author's Note: This piece was made to describe Perry

It was a calm cool night in Vietnam, as cool as a cold shower. Perry was walking alone, alone as the number one. He was looking for a companion because of his lonely heart. What he was wearing wasn't much. Just a dirty ragged army uniform that looked like one dollar. You could tell the way he looked that he was looking for a friend. Maybe more than a friend, someone he could be with for millions of years. He acted like he was out of his homeland, which he was. All he attracted was flies with the way he smelt, he smelled like 25 year old dung. He twitched every second from nervousness of being attacked by V.C.

Then a young attractive American woman walked his way. What should he say? What should he do? All he could think about was I like licking lollipops that taste like lemons. She looked at him as if he said the funniest thing in the world. She asked if he wanted to get out to eat and of course he said yes. When they were eating he didn’t know what to say he was so nervous.