By Miranda Coleman

 

 

Ocean

Large rolling waves

Vast spans of blue water

Pirate ships seeking great treasures

Land-ho!

By Leigh Bowen

 

 

 

 

Neverland

Beautiful island

Dwelling of many

Mollusks, mermaids, orphans

Home

By Whitney Rikard

 

 

 

 

Molly

Bright, Independent

Heroin, Survivor, Starcatcher

Brave, Infatuated, Compassionate, Protective

Molly

By: Heather Darling

 

 

 

 

Mr. Slank

Ugly, Livid

Lies, Kills, Cheats

Hatred, Contempt, Disdain, Disrespectful

First Mate

By Kathryn Leys

 

 

 

 

Black Stache

Smelly and hateful

Steals, kills, and lies

Frustrated, upset, angry, pain

Captain Hook

By Andrea Gnisci

 

 

 

 

NeverLand

Magic Trunk

Stealing, Fighting, & Rescuing

Excitement, Suspense, Curiosity, Compassion

Adventure

By Anna Hagaman

 

 

 

Peter

Red-headed, Mischievous,

Flying, Leading, Protecting,

Brave, Nervous, Clever, Disappointed,

Black Stache’s Enemy

 

By Jenna Alllman

 

 

 

 

Black Stache

Greasy, greedy

Now lives near Neverland

Lost his hand to a crocodile

Now Hook?

By Megan Hamilton

 

 

Slank

First Officer

Second in Command,

Aversion towards young boys

Mysterious
 

By: Angela McCloy

 

 

 

By Darrell Wise

 

 

 

 

I Poems

 

 

 

 “I Smee”

FIRST STANZA
I am loyal and obedient
I wonder if I will ever make captain
I hear the cries from a Mermaid
I see the treasure chest of the stars
I want to become wealthy
I am loyal and obedient

SECOND STANZA
I pretend to not to be scared to fly
I feel the magic of the stardust
I touch the sands of time
I worry that I will screw everything up
I cry when I think about losing my captain
I am loyal and obedient

THIRD STANZA
I understand that the sea as her own mind
I say that everyone man for himself
I dream that one day Black Stache will treat me like a friend
I try to be a good first mate
I hope that I will not be thrown overboard
I am loyal and obedient

By Diana Boyette

 

 

 

 

“Peter”

I am curious and brave
I wonder if I will ever grow old
I hear my fairy flying
I see the big orange ball descend into the ocean
I want to explore all of Neverland
I am curious and brave

I pretend that Black Stache does not scar me
I feel butterflies in my stomach when I talk to Molly
I touch the waves that creep up on shoreline
I worry about becoming Mr. Grin’s dinner
I cry when I think about the family that I do not have
I am curious and brave

I understand that the Mollusk people have been very kind to me
I say that friendships are what make life enjoyable
I dream about adventures and magic
I try to fly as high as the eye can see
I hope to live happily ever after on this  island called Neverland
I am curious and brave

By Caroline Efird

 

 

 

 

“I Poem: Peter”

I am a leader and I can fly.
I wonder what is being kept locked and guarded on my ship.
I hear bells.
I see a floating rat.
I want to reach out and touch Molly.
I am a leader and I can fly.

I pretend I am older than I think I really am.
I feel what a Mermaid thinks.
I touch the sky when I fly.
I worry that I won’t be able to protect James and the boys.
I cry when I think about losing Molly.
I am a leader and I can fly.

I understand there are bad men who want the StarStuff at any cost.
I say the Starcatchers are real and the StarStuff can make you fly.
I dream that I can live my life for who I am without hiding it.
I try to be brave for the other boys.
I hope I can fly out to see Molly very soon.
I am a leader and I can fly.

By Erin Miller

 

 

 

 

Peter

I am a young starcatcher.
I wonder what it will be like being young forever.
I hear bells.
I see fairies and mermaids.
I want to visit Molly in England.
I am a young starcatcher.

I pretend to be older than I am.
I feel the most wonderful feeling when I touch the box of starstuff.
I touch the sky when I fly.
I worry I will never grow up but my friends will.
I cry because I miss Molly.
I am a young starcatcher.

I understand the magic and power in the starstuff.
I say that nothing is impossible.
I dream about my mother that I never knew.
I try to take care of the other boys.
I hope to always keep the Others away from the starstuff.
I am a young starcatcher.

By Ashley Winters

 

 

Fighting Prawn

I am wild and civilized
I wonder if my boy thought of me as the teeth came down
I hear children playing
I see black eyes and smooth brown skin
I want my boy back
I am wild and civilized.

 

I pretend that Mr. Grin has a conscience
I feel compelled to feed the beast
I touch my granddaughter’s cheek
I worry that Mr. Grin ended my lineage
I cry as the shouts subside
I am wild and civilized.

 

I understand that the flying boy is here for a reason
I say that he CAN LIVE on my island
I dream of flying with him
I try to forget that white men bring only trouble
I hope the Orange Haired Boy will fly me to my son
I am wild and civilized.

 

by Beverly Seitz

 

 

Poems for 2 Voices