Dec 20, 2010

December 20, 2010

Walking home frome school
your insides are in a knot
its your birthday
and you're 12
you're SOOOO excited
'cause its your birthday
you walk in your door
and its quiet
you remember your mother saying
we'll be home after school
but
they're not
you hear a rustling and giggling
you turn
nothing
you turn back around
and.........
SURPRISE!!!!!!
they jusmp out
like lions on an antalope
yelling
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
in your ear
suprise indeed

December 20, 2010

You can never think
of the future
until you get there
if you think about
the sun rising tomorrow
don't
wait until tomorrow
then think about it
go outside
and enjoy the now

Oct 14, 2010

October 14, 2010

I wish
that I could touch
the stars
they twinkle
and shine at me
but I can't reach out
to them
They cry
because I can't play
with them
And I wish
I could
reach out
and comfort them

Oct 10, 2010

STUCK!!!

I'm stuck on ideas to write about. If you can think of any, please tell me. Comment your ideas on this post. Thank you.

Sep 10, 2010

September 10, 2010

Its the first day of school
and even worse
middle school
the older kids
growl at you
as you walk past
your locker gets jammed
and you are
late
to your first class
your teacher
ends up being mean
your best friend
isn't in
any
of your classes
its a nightmare
I'm so glad
that was a dream

The first day of school
was wonderful
it wasn't
half
as bad as i
thought
it would be
the older kids
pretended we
wern't there
which was fine
with us
my locker
opened on the
first
try
not the 5th
which is what
all the 7th graders
say
happened
the first day
of 6th grade
was easy
I'm happy
that
was not
a dream

Aug 17, 2010

August 17, 2010

I've figured out
how the beginning
of the poem goes
it's about
a little girl
who is riding
her bike down
a beaten path
her bike swerves
on a rock
and she falls
but lands in a pile
of hay
I can't figure out
an ending though
that poem could go on
forever
you don't know
where the beginning
or the ending is
you don't know
where the middle
or the 3/4 line is
I've figured out
the beginning
of that poem
about a little girl
who is riding
her bike down
a beaten path
her bike swerves
on a rock
and she falls
but lands in a
pile of hay
this poem could
go on forever
it almost has
and I can't
figure out
the end

Note

I HAVE POEMS IN THE BACK AS WELL!!!!!!!!!!! Just saying.