Poem of the Day: 3 Jun 2005

He sat down
His face was down
He was holding his knees
And rocked his body back and forth
His eyes were shut
His face was crinkled up like he had just eaten a lemon
There were bruises all over his face
His face was pale,
And he looked like the walking dead.

Ellie P. (Middle School, 2004-5) (p#254)

The lion’s tail flashing through the trees.
The victim,
A large gazelle stood drinking by the stream.
The lion crept closer,
The gazelle whirled around,
But the lion was hidden behind the tall grasses.
He crawls up to the gazelle, his shoulders back.
He crouches ready to pounce,
And....

India E. (Middle School, 2004-5) (p#255)

Bored
 tired
  waiting
    waiting
      waiting
         waiting
          and
        then
              zzzzzzzzzz.

Gideon N. (Middle School, 2004-5) (p#256)