I Dream of Paradise
I dream of paradise
a snowy world with mountains of ice
the design of a castle outlined in the sky
a place of adventure for my friends and I
to reach the castle will be tough
this dream is made of powerful stuff
imagine the challenge of the ice peak
not a place to be fragile or
a time to be meek
celebrate our success as we arrive
and there will be to our surprise
places to explore; so much fun
our wildest dreams are being spun
our mystical journey to a wintry place
enjoy the moment but just in case....
you did not dream your dream on a Friday night
and reality sets in with a forceful fright
that you must wake up early on a cold school day
and all of our dream quickly slides away.
- Paul Britvar, age 12, Aspen, Colorado
Till It's Gone
It's funny how sometimes you can relate to the old saying:
"You never miss it till it's gone."
When you're so sure of how you feel,
tired of them and wanting a change.
But when they're actually gone,
you start to feel empty inside.
Your feelings change,
and you realize that you need them.
But when you try to get them back,
they are reluctant to return to you.
Afraid that you might once again
break their heart in two.
And you are left feeling alone,
wishing they were with you once again.
- Billy Ashley, age 13
Sometimes I Wish
Sometimes I wish
We were all color-blind
Our skin wouldn't matter
Only what's in our mind.
If we couldn't see color
It wouldn't matter what race,
Nobody would be lonely
'Cause of the color of their face.
We'd be treated the same
If we're black or we're white
We're all the same
When you turn out the light.
Since we can't live in peace
And races always fight
I'm begging for someone
To turn out the light.
- Lindsay, age 12
The Face On The Wall
Who's that girl staring back at me,
The face on the wall I'll always see,
That face on the wall I'll always be,
That face on the wall I'll never know,
The kindness it will never show,
Never satisfied with itself,
Always wishing to be someone else,
Always dreaming of a better place,
Instead of being just "that face",
A place in life with milestones passed,
Instead of stuck inside that glass,
The face on the wall a reflection, you see,
The face on the wall, it's always just me.
- L.E. Fritzinger
Quiet
I am as quiet as a little ant
trying to make a home
or a book on a shelf
waiting to be read
- Ali, age 6
I Like Poems
I like making a poem,
I make lots and lots.
Most of my family know 'em
And I write them on the spot.
I make ones about legends, books and trains.
Some about buses, some about planes.
Ones about giants, bridges, cars,
Some about science, some about Mars.
I write funny poems, crazy poems,
very nice and dangerous poems.
- Jamie Swan, age 7
Dinosaurs
Dinosaurs, dinosaurs,
leaping, eating dangersaurs.
Raptors hunting in pairs,
catching creatures unawares.
Triceratops eats a feast,
living far in the east.
T-rex has a mighty time,
just waiting for his dinnertime.
Pterodactyl in the air,
asking : "Got a fish to spare?
Diplodocus, very tall!
Looking below, seeing nothing at all.
- Jamie Swan, age 7, Ayrshire, Scotland
Life
As morning breaks, darkness still prevails
There is a child
As the minutes pass, the lovely colors of morning start to mix in the sky
what will this day bring?
Thoughts of the many blessings in life make me want to spring up and
attack life as it is
there is so much to do and share
I've got to get going
I can't miss anything
I have to do it all
During the long hours of the day I sit in my place of learning
For me, these hours are for exploring
This is when I grow
The marvelous mysterious adventures entertain me and my
dreams come to life on paper as I write.
As I study English and spelling I start to wonder about our language.
At the end of the day I walk home thinking of the homework I have.
I get home, my mind crammed with things I have to do
I can't think
I need to escape it all.
I go to the mountain - to
think important thoughts, take in fresh air.
Think thoughts and clear my mind.
I return in solitude to able to think, live and
do my homework.
- Paul Britvar, age 12, Aspen, Colorado
Where To Bury a Dog
...There is one place best of all.
If you bury him in this spot,
(the secret which you must already have)
He will come to you if you call --
Come to you over the grim, dim frontiers of death,
And down the well-remembered path,
And to your side again.
Although you call a dozen living dogs to heel
They shall not growl at him,
Nor resent his coming,
For he is yours and he belongs there.
- Erik Sweet
Diamante'
swamp
smelly, noisy
rotting, reprocessing, oozing
bog, quagmire, ocean, palms
floating, blossoming, isolating
island
- Nick, age 12
Clerihew
Mr.Franklin could not see far away
or be warm in his house on a cold day
so he made something this content
the bifocals and the stove he did invent
- Nick, age 12
Tanka
the frog of the beach
builds castles of sand and shells
and is respected
by animals of the sand
and water as a swimmer
- Nick, age 12
Graduation
Graduation is a time when all your friends move on.
Remember all the times we had skipping through the playground.
All you do is wonder if you will ever see them again.
Don't forget all the times we made each other laugh.
Understanding each other as the best of friends not the worst.
And don't forget the laughing contests to see who laughs first.
Trying not to forget ALL the memories, it's ok to forget some of them,
but it's not ok to forget them all.
I understand we must move on, just wishing not so soon.
Undergoing all the methods that friends should understand.
Never forget the memories us friends will always have.
- Amanda Ralston, 13
My Bovine Repast
Oh how, oh how, how in the heck
did I eat a cow?I ate the hoofs, I ate the flank,
oh did that flank stank!I ate the ribs; I ate the breast,
I was not up to the test.I ate the nose; I ate the toes,
I squirted milk in with a hose.I ate the calf; I ate the thighs,
(which made my knees rise to my eyes.)The cow that I ate, it was alive,
from its legs to its eyes.It wandered off a cliff one day,
while eating a large brick of hay.Then it fell on me, it fell on me.
How could it be? A cow
fell on me, not in the sea?
I had to eat all the cow, how could it be,
how, how, how?I ate that cow to stay alive. I wanted
to keep my jump and jive.And when I licked the last bone clean,
I felt very very keen.- Sam Logan, age 11
All The Seasons
Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall
Every season we have a ball.
In the winter we have fun in the snow,
And you can feel the cold wind blow.
In the spring we plant flowers and trees
And we start to hear the bumble bees
In the summer we sit on the beach,
and we drink lemon-peach.
In the fall we pick the pumpkins
and we have blue berry dumplin's.
- Jason Bezanson, age 10, Nova Scotia, Canada.
Overwhelmed
Overwhelmed with rage,
I rattle my cage.
Overwhelmed with joy,
I bounce like a toy.
Overwhelmed with stress,
Deep wounds can be pressed.
Overwhelmed with energy,
I can hardly contain me!
- Todd Romkema, age 11
A Time
a time to laugh,
a time to cry,
a time to say good-bye
or we'll meet again in the distant future,
a time to love,
a time to hate,
a time left forever more
so as we move on we become more thoughtful people
- Melissa, grade 6
Poems
Dragon
Cool, hot, fiery
Flying beast
I wish it were dead
Our church is a
Peaceful place
Were you can pray
It is very helpful
The people help you
Amen
Me a dumb ant,
Here so strong,
Opening a basket,
Me so fat and strong
Joyful
Artistic
Mighty
Encouraging
Smart
The electrobuzz,
Buzzing and shocking,
So yellow and gray furry and soft,
So powerful, strong, shocking, growling,
So very wild,
With 2 eyes I watch so close,
And 2 ears I hear so well,
Ready to pounce
Is school over?
Yes, no more work,
Yes, more play time,
Yes, freedom at last
Wiggly giggly jello,
It smells and tastes so good,
Blue are you,
So funny to,
My wiggly giggly jello
Clouds soft fluffy white,
Looking like cotton candy,
Clouds that bring delight
- Anthony James Hawes
Poem
I feel as though I'm alive again but I know
I'm really dead trying to see the earth but it's
Just blur instead wanting to see the sunrise come
Up like I use to when I was very much alive
Wanting to smell the flowers that blow through
The breeze. Wanting to hold you once more in my
Sweet embrace.
- Carrie S.
Star Wars Self Portrait
My evilness is like the black cape and armor of Darth Vader.
My eyes are like the ocean planet Calamari, for you can get lost in them.
My arms are like the mechanical arms of the Sith Lord,
Darth Vader responding to my every command.
My brain is more demanding than a Sith Lord's presence.
My heart holds anger and darkness that is black as coal.
I live in the Super Star Destroyer, The Executor and eat Submarine sandwiches.
- Matthew L.
Teacher's Kisses
My teacher gives us kisses.
They are wrapped in silver and gold.
I hope she never gives real ones,
Because she is way too old.
Margaret Woodall, adult
Angel on My Tree
Won't you come over
And play with me
You can be the angel
On my Christmas tree
Jesus won't mind
He won't mind at all
He will hold you steady
He won't let you fall
Angels must be
Little girls
They are all so precious
Like little pearls
If you are sure
You want to be
The angel
On my Christmas tree
Give me a sign
No not a kiss
Just a smile from you,
Little miss
When you come over
And I know you will
I'll be very quiet
I'll be very still
I just want to watch you
Sitting up there
Like a little angel
With long dark hair
So won't you come over
And play with me?
You can be the angel
On my Christmas tree
- William Cazalas
(Written for Kelley Andrews
and Anna Gable)
From the Horse's Mouth?
Where do Easter eggs come from?
I don't think it's from chickens
Then where else would they come from?
As I ponder, the plot thickens
Some of these eggs are huge
And many are colored funny
So I don't think it's very likely
They're from the Easter bunny
Easter bunnies are rabbits
And rabbits are classed as mammals
And mammals just don't lay eggs
Says the world book on animals
So I went to the supermarket
And asked the powers that be,
"Where do your Easter eggs come from?"
They said I should try aisle three!
By Papa
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