I told you a lie,
Just before I was ready,
And I had to die,
I never got to say,
What I wanted to,
Everything was in the way,
I never got to know,
What you said,
And I never got to say so,
It can seem strange,
And it can seem unimportant,
For all the change,
When the pain was in my chest,
I knew it was all over,
And never knew the rest
- Morgan, age 12
The Sky
Is the sky blue,
Because of you,
All your tears,
And all your fears,
And if the sky has a cloud,
Is it because you are proud,
There are so many things I need to know,
If you just have the time to show
- Morgan, age 12
A Day With You
A day with you,
Would be so nice,
A day with you,
Couldn't have a price
- Morgan, age 12
The First Time
I met you at the park,
Just before,
It was getting dark,
We were walking by,
Without really knowing,
Just why,
We both tripped over,
The very spread out,
Strange clover,
And fell into the pond,
And from then on,
Shared a special bond,
And being clever,
We found a special friendship,
That would last forever
- Morgan, age 12
Your Poem
Look in a book, sing a song, write a poem all day long,
When you find the right poem, you might feel like you’re at home,
Or riding on a dolphin fin,
Then you might say: ‘I want to swim’,
When you get to a river, jump on a log,
You might see a croaking frog
Then get on the land, green, trees, flowers and honey bees,
Then go back to your home, back to your room, back to your poem.
- Ali Turk, Age 7
Somber Afternoon
As I sit here,
On this somber afternoon,
Thunder roars and lightning wails,
To hear the house shake like an earthquake
And light up like a lamp.
Patter, Patter
The rain is tip-toeing up to me
As suddenly, Boom!
More thunder.
The trees sway in the wind,
And airplanes pass by,
And I sit here,
On this somber afternoon.
- Maddy, age 11, USA
Feeling Afraid
Hearing the floorboards creak,
Seeing nothing in the dark,
Walking round the corners
Peering before I walk,
Noticing the warm glow from the street light,
Wondering what the odd-shaped silhouette is.
Trembling inside and out,
Frightening, this house is,
Hearing floorboards creak,
Seeing nothing in the dark.
- Victoria Newlands, age 11, Southampton, England
Our House
A blue chair was stuck on stairs!
We have hard walls so we can throw balls.
My boys always play with their toys!
There are hooks and books behind our TV!
Do you moan like a funny telephone?
I had a mole that has been in the hole!
You must have a brown hound!
- Demetrius,age 7
Fang
Naughty dog!
Barks in the dark!
Blue eyes!
Cute eyes!
Big dog!
Eats frogs!
Cool dog!
Bull dog!
He looks ugly!
He looks tugly!
He kissed the log
with the frog!
"Dang that Fang"!!!!
- Domonique, age 7
Hong Kong
Hong Kong is a fun and vibrant city
I live in Hong kong city,
where girls are so pretty.
we see a lot of chinese people in this city.
it is a pity,
it is so dirty.
the people don't keep clean this city, but i still love this city,
because i was born in this city.
- Ishitaa Gidwani age 8
Eternity
i smile whenever i recall
the special moments we have had,
walk always hand in hand
through the good time and the bad,
sometime, i think it is a dream
the love you give me could not be
but the when you are in my arms
thre's no mistake in its purity
whenever i'm with you or far away,
my throuths are drawn to you
like a compasss pointing north
to a love much more then true,
of all the people on this earth
how lucky can a person be,
to have found the likes of you,
my love
whom to share eternity.
- sarah hutchings, swansea
For My Best Friend
Sometimes when I'm to depressed or drowning in self doubt
I know that I can call your name and you will pull me out.
You tought me that I'm worth much more than I had always though.
You gave me strength and confidence that so long I had sought.
You showed me that I am beautiful both outside and in.
you proved that I'm not second best time and time again.
One day I will return to you all that you've given me.
I don't know in what time or form, but I promise soon, you'll see.
For richer for poor, in sickness, in health,through all of the thick & thin,
I trust I can always count on you My Bestfriend.
- Deatta
Love
Love has no meaning,
Love has no right,
Totake over something,
That I call my life.
It shouldn't be shown,
To children who believe,
It brings to them,
Hopes and dreams.
A recipe for disaster,
That's for sure,
Love shouldn't be bought to our door.
- Chloe Durrant, age 14
The Cool Kid
If I were to be somewhat cool
I'd always hang around at the pool.
If I were to be that ugly girl
I'd have 1 friend her name would be pearl.
But now I am me I am nobody else
I love me I am myself!
- Margaret Zygadlo
123
123 your mommy's after me.
456 she's bigger than Phoenix.
789 she squishes me all the time.
10 and I hope she doesn't do it again, amen.
- Sean-Michael, age 10
If You Want to See a Bear
If you want to see a bear,
You must go down to the dark,
misty skelified wood.
He's dangerous...a killer in fact,
Yes! If you want to see a bear,
Go down to the dark,misty skelified wood.
You must creep up to it,
And shout "BOO!"
But don't stick around,
Run for your life!
- Jake Newsome, age 8, W. Yorkshire, England
Unhappy
I am unhappy.
I am sad.
People have tried to
Help me, but it just
Won't work.
I don't know why
I am.
I just am.
Maybe it's just the 'hood
I live in.
Maybe something might of happened
At school.
But whatever it is it's making
Me really sad.
Hey. It might even be my
Teacher.
I know every time I
Come home I cry.
I want to stop but
I can't because I'm too
Sad.
And I pray. Every night I pray
Hoping I will be happy.
But I guess I am not praying
Hard enough.
Because it hasn't worked.
I just want to know.
Why am I so sad?
And why aren't I
Happy?
- Deena, 6th grade
Clouds
The birds fly
in the sky.
Lost in the blue
and don't know what to do.
Look at the clouds
up in the sky.
Are they creamy,
or are they dreamy?
So soft and white,
they look like marshmallows
big enough to bite.
Oh! They are so yummy,
I wish they were in my tummy!
Fluffy and squeezy,
squishy and breezy.
Never with a fright
as they soar through the night.
As I stare at the sky,
clouds seem to drift by.
Clouds are never shy,
but why do they cry?
Each one
is a new creation.
It's what you see
within your imagination!!!!!!!
- Ashley Jakubowski, age 14
Marching In March
Marching in March is a hard thing to do.
In the Spring,
Close to my birthday,
Being so happy,
And cheerful too!
The drums beat,
The horns blow,
The whistles go "toot toot"
And that's the end of Winter.
So then comes Spring in a very gold month,
March.
- Janet, Hawaii
The Rainbow
The rainbow shines,
The rainbow gleams,
What a beautiful rainbow.
It floats and floats,
Through the sky,
It touches the clouds up so high.
It can feel the atmosphere,
the rainbow can,
but we can't.
So, what's so good about that rainbow?
I'll tell you...
'Cause I'm the moon,
I'm not a rainbow.
You know, my brother, Sun,
he hates it.
- Janet, Hawaii
Summer Vacation
I didn't know that I owned a shoe store
Until I packed the car;
Without the tennis shoes, dress shoes, and casuals
I wouldn't get too far.
The drive is leisurely,
But beware of construction zones;
When four lanes become two,
I wish I'd flown.
You finally reach your destination
And make yourself at home,
Put everything in its corner,
Clothes, jackets, and the portable phone.
You sit on the deck
And enjoy the boats, jet skis, and sails,
Who raise the waves
Like you'd just seen a whale.
Being at the beach
Is really top-notch,
Dig a hole in the sand
And bury your watch.
Before you know it,
The vacation is over;
Driving home is a drag,
Will you ever recover?
But, for a moment,
You've had a field day;
Aren't you glad
That you could get away?
- Joel Bjorling
The First Day at School
I used to sleep until eleven
When I was four,
But the unthinkable has happened
And I can't do it anymore;
The first day of school
Has finally arrived--
If I go into that forbidden place,
Will I come out alive?
I've got my back-pack
And it weighs a ton;
Now I know how a turtle feels
And it isn't fun;
When I get on the bus,
The kids are bigger than me;
They steal my books and lunch
And leave nothing for me.
I've heard about those teachers,
Alien dungeon masters, with eyes behind their heads,
They talk about arithmetic, science, and spelling,
And then strike you dead;
Beware if they make you stay after school--
They want to rearrange your brain!
They say it's to clean erasers,
But that only hides their evil game.
It'd be easier to be a kid
If you didn't go to school,
To run and hide in the grass,
And never follow any rules;
The school bell is ringing,
There's no escape,
The teacher is taking attendance,
I'm already late!!
- Joel Bjorling
A Scary Poem
A mad scientist,
With a skull mask,
Leaps from the darkness
To do his evil task;
The wind shrieks,
Like a thousand ghosts,
Wailing and screaming,
Rattling the doorpost;
The slasher chases me
With unrelenting speed,
I can't slow down
Or stop to feed;
I feel his breath,
Stale like month-old socks,
Time is running out
To defeat the clock;
He's on me now,
No need to fight,
I couldn't defeat him
With all my might;
He's beat me again,
It's always the same!
Am I ever glad
This is just a video game!
- Joel Bjorling
Escalators
Escalators are for me,
An exhausting activity;
And although I've long admired
Their design, it makes me tired.
They keep on rolling down and down,
They never seem to stop;
And all the time I wonder
If I'll get up to the top.
Ordinary stairs I see,
Are much more my cup of tea;
But Escalators as I've said,
Are an invention that I dread.
They keep on rolling down and down,
And every Station's got 'em;
But no matter how I try,
I end up at the bottom.
© Jonathan FeBland, adult
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Nothing to Wear
I've got simply nothing to wear,
Apart from plenty of underwear,
And shirts galore,
And hats by the score,
And dozens of T-shirts from Bangalore.
I've trousers in every colour and size,
And shoes that fit like apple pies,
But I'd swap my boots,
And all my suits,
For a couple of airworthy parachutes.
I've got simply nothing to wear,
Apart from accessories for my hair,
Like headbands and scarves,
And all kinds of rigs,
Which match to perfection my various wigs.
I've bumper jumpers that encompass
Frames of every size and shape;
And some things unidentified:
Is it a vest or is it a cape?
I've goggles and woggles that make the mind boggle,
And shoes in blues that make the news.
I've socks in a box, the size of an ox,
And things with rings made out of string,
And cotton, velvet, silk, and wool,
My cupboard is completely full...
But I've got simply nothing to wear,
And nothing to wear for me...
Means I'll have to watch the fashion parade
At home, on my TV.
© Jonathan FeBland, adult
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