Crazy Fast in circles round and round– Cuckoo cuckoo flop! Chaos galore, screaming loud!
Poetry
Poetry: Scared
Scared Scared, when the wind blows tight around my neck And the lightning crackles Making tall shadows dance in the midnight black And the glass shatters And the walls move closer around me The floor shakes The lights fall The rain storms on The thunder booms Out threats This is scared.
Poetry: Free Sunrise
Never Forget What I saw that one day The sunrise Golden Brighter than anything And I won’t listen anymore Cause I’m free, Freer than ever before When I run to the snow, Where the sun still shines And the shimmering lake Has little ducklings quacking to the rhythm of the sunrise And the beats of…
Poetry: On The Other Side
I said to meet me on the other side Where the sky is blue and there’s no fear ever No worry Where I’ll be free So why don’t you just meet me on that other side? Just listen Stop with the bargains Once just Listen to me! Where there’s no mistakes, No worries, No problems,…
Poetry: Spring
Spring When green grass, strong and sturdy, pops up out of the wet dirt, When chicks peep, birds cheep, And frogs leap, And crickets hum into the night. Clouds rain sun unpredictable yet amazing and new.
Poetry: Miss Muffet and Spider
That huge Miss Muffet Sat on my little home She ate her slimy food I sat down beside her To ask her to leave she screamed and ran away. Well, that worked! I sat down To eat some curds and whey I hated it Still ate it If I didn’t I would pay A…
Poetry: When Silence Gleams Bright
When Silence Gleams Bright When the trees no longer whisper When the moon no longer shines When silence gleams bright In a misty cold clearing I will be here On those dark days When silence gleams bright And tears freeze to ice I will be here Even though I will be a statue of ice…
Poetry: Working in a Bog
Working in a Bog Working in a bog– On a log Sitting like sod. Blip blop, Stones in water, Fish swimming, Pebbles on The ground. The ground– Pebbles on Fish swimming! Stones in water Blip blop! Sitting like sod On a log Working in a bog.
Poetry: What Silence Sounds Like
What Silence Sounds Like Silence sounds to me like ghost winds floating round a person with no voice words without sound sunbeams sunset fog rising over still water the turns of a page stars shining a lonely fire small candlelight shining in darkness and sunrise shining over the silence.
Poetry: October
October October, rising falling flaming leaves on fire trees waving in the sharp fresh cold wind. Wind blows colorful leaves down into an ice cold stream. Two gentle deer, running away from the wind in the tall grass toward home. Four children walk back from school Talking voices combine with the rushing stream to create…