Hope

No matter what happens, there is always one thing to hang onto: hope. Hope is the spark that starts the flame. Hope is the drop that starts the storm. Hope that everything will go back to normal. Hope for long, warm, up-close hugs. Hope that our story will soon have a happy ending. If we can all stand up and do what is right, everything will go back to normal. Hope. Continue reading Hope

Bases Empty

I walk to my room quietly, I get into my room quietly, I lay in my room quietly, I fall asleep quietly, I wake up the next morning quietly, I get dressed quietly, I put on my shoes quietly, I get my water bottle and fill it up loudly and feel the heavy backpack loudly and run with my cleats loudly get to the field loudly see who is there loudly and then walk back home very sadly. Continue reading Bases Empty

Ollie

So sorry I tried that trick again, I know you told me not to. You shouted loudly, “Come back, Ben!” But the sidewalk was empty and new. I felt the ground beneath my board. Can’t stop…don’t want to. Up up…catching air, I soared. Happy through and through. Continue reading Ollie

Lemons

The bright yellow color of fire It burns you if you hold it. The bright color of the sun When you cut it, drops can go in the air and sting you like a bumblebee. Its sour taste makes you want to spit it out. It knows everyone’s weak spots, their eyes are one of their best spots to try to get to. It’s cold and bumpy on the outside, it looks harmless, but inside it can sting you very badly. Continue reading Lemons

Fish

The ocean Dark like a dinner party The fish In a long dress With a crown On Its head Soon Arriving to the dinner party In its long Red Dress Continue reading Fish

Trees Bring Thoughts Like the Kindness That I Have for You

When I think of licking maple from a treeI think of me and you as friends.When eating sap from a treeI think of the kindness of the things you do for me.And why do I think of that?Because you are the one who’s kind and makes me smile.You are like the air that a tree brings usto the tip of my tongue and kindness you bring.So thank you tree for bringing me into this world and being my friend. Continue reading Trees Bring Thoughts Like the Kindness That I Have for You

Family

Family can be a lot of different things. Family is people who make you feel at home . Family is people who make you feel safe. Family is people like friends who are kind. Family is people who comfort you when you are sad. Family is people who forgive you no matter what. Family is people like cousins or grandparents. Family love you for who you are. This is what Family is. Continue reading Family

What to Do if You’re a Cookie

If you’re a cookie, you’ve got a BIG job to do.If you’re a cookie, you need to look delicious.If you’re a cookie, you need to smell delicious.And most importantly of all, taste delicious.And if you love chocolate enough, you probably wouldn’t even last a day,seeing that you will eat yourself before the crack of dawn when you melt. Continue reading What to Do if You’re a Cookie

Carlos the Cat

I hate being gruffly groomed I like being pet, but only when I am not sleeping. I don’t get much sleep. I meow for my munchies to get my chicken cutlet. It tastes so very good. I do not share a single slice. Not even a centimeter cube. Why doesn’t every cat do that? Continue reading Carlos the Cat

Biking

I throw my leg over the seat Grasp the rubber handlebars Feel my feet on the spiky plastic pedals And hop on my leathery seat I’m off with a burst in just one pedal A rush of wind pouring in my face I begin to glide and all is calm and quiet I put my foot fast on the pedal And stop with the sound of claws on the pavement Tired, accomplished, and in control Continue reading Biking

Marker

Up, time to slip on my bright cap. I hop in to the box full of all the other marvelous colors. After a while I cannonball out of the box And splash across a blank piece of paper. It’s not blank anymore! Wherever I go a thick red line follows me. Continue reading Marker

The Bike

Biking is the wind in your face. Biking is happiness boiling inside you. Biking is the feeling that you get when you forget about all other things. You feel like you are flying. Continue reading The Bike

Griffey

I remember when I got him Griffey The perfect name a blur white gray whisping around the room and then one more blur there he was Griffey. Griffey. Griffey. Continue reading Griffey

Unicorn

I glide and I sparkle I make wishes come true I bring people to where they’ve always dreamed of going I give people presents on their birthday I heal people overnight I try to make everyone’s wishes come true I fly through the air, making everyone wish they could be me I am colorful like a rainbow I am a unicorn Continue reading Unicorn

George, the Gerbil Agent

George was the only gerbil in the agency. His fellow agents were his family! George the gerbil…faster than a turtle. He knew what had to be done. He kept on the fight for fun. George the gerbil! George was very fast. He could do a play without a cast. He could battle a pirate while handling a mast…for a ship. But for Passover George got a dip…for the plague. It is the beef he usually takes. George the gerbil!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Dondon Dondon. Continue reading George, the Gerbil Agent

Airplane Fish

An airplane slices Through the sea Its eight sharp wings As sharp as knives Help it glide Through the rippling water The dark open cockpit Has nobody inside… At least we hope so! Continue reading Airplane Fish

The Sky

The little stars are sparkles, just sitting there at night. Oh how it’s beautiful, and doesn’t give a fright. You wake up in the morning, the sky is very blue. You go to bed at night, and you see the moon. Puffed up in the sky, clouds are fluffy marshmallows. You see a dark cloud and boom, there’s thunder! In the winter days, the sun does not come out. Then summer comes in a haze, and the sun shines bright! Continue reading The Sky

Chimneys

Inside is fire so hot like a burning oven.It makes you as warm as the sun on a sunny day.Smoke comes out of the top like someone breathing.And be careful not to go too close to the burning fireor else you can burn yourself like the cake thatyou left in the oven too long. Continue reading Chimneys

The Scar

I ran up a slide and I fell down. I hit my head hard and now I have a frown. Now I roared so loudly I shook the earth because it hurt so much. My mind went black like a cave. Then I woke up on a bench and had no healing. So I put on a diaper and went to the doctor and laid on the bed. Then it was okay. Continue reading The Scar

The Black Cat’s Howl

The black cat’s howl, the shadow of the yard and the flash of red and blue. The sound of running feet as the shadows gain and retreat from the ground with the flash of the sirens. The cold skin, the life draining away, through the window, down the drain. The quiet feet of the retreating man that nobody sees and nobody hears. But is there all the same. Who, quick as a flash, slips out of the window and, quick as a flash, slips out of the yard. The spindly skeleton leaves in the dark of the shadow, in the quiet … Continue reading The Black Cat’s Howl

Clown Fish

I was in the waterand I saw something orange and white.It was so funny. Then it went into some anemone. It was out and swimmingwith a little baby fish. Continue reading Clown Fish

Kangaroo

The kangaroo hops down the road.Jumping over fences as high as a bunny, tall as a giraffe.All the sheep are jealous of the hopping monstrosity… …As he c-r-a-s-h-e-s into a fence. Continue reading Kangaroo

Where I’m From

I am from the the yumminess of sushi and the mouth savoring of key lime pie I am from Linzer cookies too I am from an amazing family of 4 Henry Chad Claire and me I am from Yadier Molina my favorite player who I am greatly inspired by I am from the roars of Busch stadium and the Boola Boola from Yale I am from the brains of Vanderbilt and the strength from Ohio state I am from baseball and soccer and the fun of all other sports I am from playing with my brother to going to a … Continue reading Where I’m From

This Is A Poem For You

This is a poem for you. You wrote one for me. On April 3. To April 8. This is a poem for you. This is a poem for you. For all the birds that fly above. For everyone. But mostly for you. Because this is a poem for you. This is a poem for you. To all the students who don’t skip school. And study. This is a poem for them. But this is also a poem for you. This is a poem for you. As you can probably tell, This poem is not only for you. But I tried. … Continue reading This Is A Poem For You