The Whole Me

I. Hair. It is a dark shade of unknown. It is not long But not short It is a beehive. It is a curse, but it is a blessing too. II. Clap I run on my toes The springs feel good on my feet. I jump I flip I make contact with the mat. Perfect landing Cheers fill the arena. III. I Talk. My voice wanders on its own path. For better or for worse. Who will ever know. IV. Numbers are everything. I love the possibilities that come with them They fly all over the room They flood my … Continue reading The Whole Me

Walkin’

I’m walking down the steps as my foot trips! and it gets back up again but now I’m walking slow er as I don’t want to trip oh no I tripped again Continue reading Walkin’

War

War War Awful Right Is Society Nothing Only bad things happen Gore Only deaths Only killing Do not do that! Continue reading War

Monday Morning Poem

Sun streams Through my window Birds chirp, As I walk down the sunny street. Clouds float in the baby blue sky, Coffee shops Filled with people Spring is here. Green trees, Colorful flowers blooming, People are happy. In the fresh Monday morning air I think: Rainy days are In the past, sunny skies Here at last. Continue reading Monday Morning Poem

Monday Poetry

Monday poetry The sunny blue skies seemed to crash. And the little girl in front of the coffee shop came crashing down with them. Was the presence of this cookie so important That she had to scream and yell. She was the lightning to the storm People’s eyes turned to stare. Mouths starting to whisper But the screaming never stopped. Her mom was about to blow No one could stand anymore of her kids’ show. But just like that As I crossed the street all of those sunny skies came back to me . Continue reading Monday Poetry

Snakes

We spring We bite but only a little We jump We fight We circle around you no where is safe not the trees nor the land and you barely get safety in the waters Continue reading Snakes

Monday Morning

I walk down the stairs Through the gassy doors Just to take in the morning air. 8:15 I walk down the stairs Slugging my backpack behind me Walk past the cold clear doors Just like I did before Breathing in the sunny clear skies I walk down hard brown shapes And turn my least favorite way, The un right way. 8:21 As I walk up 1st street I overhear people mumbling I watch emo kids looking at people But when I look forward I see the rush of people and that’s when I know it’s time for school. Continue reading Monday Morning

Who Am I?

Big Round Dark Eyes As Clean as Sand Cousins Great big smiles, Flooding the room with big wide hugs. 4’’11’’5’’0 As big as a tiny tree making its way up. Curved Face perfectly round and nice. I admire. Old Grandpa says “he’s retired”. Very clean Very neat Very tidy And very nice. WHO AM III??? Continue reading Who Am I?

Ode to My Friends

Ode to my Friends Friends Sweet like frosting Hugging tight As a parent would their child. Playing and laughing, Till we drop on the floor. As if we were Playing Ring around the Rosie. Never a day, Without you by my side. Friends forever, till the end. Continue reading Ode to My Friends

Emo Kid

As I walk to school Everyday I see an emo kid Always alone On the phone But today Of all days I am noticed He looks me straight in the eye With a killing glare Accompanied By a man He notices me For the first time ever Continue reading Emo Kid

Waves

A wave, Climbs up, and goes down A wave, Crashes upon the shore, and rises up, once again A waves movements Move with The tide The way a wave Waves Continue reading Waves

A Heart

A heart a heart is not just some ordinary shape it has lots of love and kindness and if you share that kindness you share love. Continue reading A Heart

Isle

Many trees cover The great island of the sea It gives them cover The laboratory Through a long path in the caves It empowers them The hunters arrive They drop down with strong weapons And begin their search Using team power And monsters on the island Those five disappeared But five more soldiers With more shell-shocking weapons They turned to ashes We have all four keys Let’s find our bright escape from This simulation Continue reading Isle

Monday Morning Poem

I hear the sound of birds, Chirping in the air Clear skies, Sunny skies, Quiet air. WAIT… WHY IS THAT EMO KID LOOKING AT ME?!?!?! Look at their disgusting little wet eyes! They’re as red as blood and as wet as the sea! Gross! Eww! DEADLY Continue reading Monday Morning Poem

Ode To My Dog

Ode to my dog Brown fur Hazel eyes Stubby paws Waxed mustache She gleams in a chocolate tux Her coattails sway back and forth when she is joyous A hat that flops down A fear of swimming Fluffy She likes ground beef And a pig ear appetizer In her silver bowl with clear water She dances Sleek swift slippery Slides Between my legs Twirls Tries to catch scraps from the table Wool jackets Paws clad in boots So cute. . . . . . Oh, she pooped! Continue reading Ode To My Dog

Ode to Time

Ode to time An idea brought up by the mind. Ticking Ticking Ticking And alarms accidentally going off at night. Ode to the time spent with me and you Ode to the times that I am sent to do. Ticking Ticking Ticking Ode to time Past Present Future Ode to time That Makes Things New. Continue reading Ode to Time