Thursday, April 23, 2015
Wednesday, April 8, 2015
Poetry by Znae
As I fly I spot a tree
I would like to know if he or she can see me
So I fly and rise
To go to the tree because I am very excited for him to meet me
I introduce myself as a bumble bee
He says his name is Alex the oak tree
But I had to leave because my mother called for me
She says come eat honey before your food gets cold as a rock
So I say bye
And tell him that he was my friend at last
Bye Alex the oak tree.
I would like to know if he or she can see me
So I fly and rise
To go to the tree because I am very excited for him to meet me
I introduce myself as a bumble bee
He says his name is Alex the oak tree
But I had to leave because my mother called for me
She says come eat honey before your food gets cold as a rock
So I say bye
And tell him that he was my friend at last
Bye Alex the oak tree.
Monday, April 6, 2015
By Chris Tody
Mother earth spies winter bouncing on the bed, “Go see father” she says
Patting his head so winter sprints across the way
Father, father come on let’s play
Father time smiles and kisses his son
Not now my little one!
So winter waits an hour or two painting a frosty hue he whitens and
glistens the world
He paints it ‘til it sparkles ever so bright like a light or a star in the night
Hollywood
By Diante
Hollywood is like jollwood.
I see the blue when I go outside.
I saw a dark knight and saw light at the right at night.
When I go to the beach I feel the air blowing in my face.
When I went swimming I saw a jellyfish swimming by my face.
The jellyfish was trying to chase me.
Then I got out of the water to eat dinner.
My house looked like a tree and I saw a dark knight.
By Fatima K.
In summer I like to go to the beach.
When I go through the sand my feet starts to burn!
The sun shines in the water!
I see my reflection and it’s kind of crooked!
I almost drowned.
I listened to the ocean sound before I leave.
I love the beach and the ocean!
Sweet Colors
By Takara Y.
Orange, Red, Purple, and Blue
They light up the sky just like you!
They are pretty
They are blue
They shine the ocean just like you!
Round brown is my thing, but all I see are brown rings.
Soar soar through the sky
I see blue clouds so so high!
Orange, Red, Purple, and Blue
Is it me or is it you?
So Go Go Go Go to the Blue Ocean Sea
Don’t you know it’s you not me.
Sweet Colors!
Saturday, April 4, 2015
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