Only ate one drumstick At the picnic dance this summer, Just one little drumstick– They say I couldn’t be dumber. One tough and skinny drumstick, Why was that such a bummer? But everybody’s mad at me, Especially the drummer. By: Shel Silverstein One reason that I like this poem is because of its playful nature, … Continue reading Turkey?
Photo Credit: Tc Morgan via Compfight The Lotus tree blooms Its petals silky soft float Kissing the water Khoi fish swim silent Content in their stagnent ponds Harmonious souls Bamboo plants grow strong Standing straight, sturdy and tall Foresting the soil Frogs splish-splash around Hoping from the lily pads Diving through water The lone bridge … Continue reading Japanese Flower Garden
I’m from Austin Texas From Lake Hills Community Park From Downtown and U.T. I’m from Nintendo From Super Smash Bros. to Mariokart From the Wii and DS I’m from home From driveway basketball and croquet From lazing around on Saturdays I’m from summer From snow cones dripping down my chin And swimming at the lake … Continue reading I’m From Poem
Let me tell you something, There are places I remember all my life, The long and winding road that takes me to your door, Strawberry fields where nothing is real, An octopuses garden, A barrel in the marketplace, Penny lane, Though some have changed, Some for ever, not for better, Way back down in the … Continue reading A Poem Told Through Beatles Lyrics
Thoust shall cometh into thou proper place, but only once a blue moon Thou graces the with the most perfectly tantalizing flavours in thy kingdom The is a flatbread sandwich I spy the most delectable food sold at the school cafeteria, I have no worries My mind is lost in sandwich heaven; floating around in … Continue reading Ode To A Flatbread Sandwich
The sweltering heat beats down against me, Sweat drops roll off my face, I expertly dribble the ball down the field, I quickly dodge around the slow defenders, I shoot the ball towards the goal, The goalie leaps after the speeding bullet, His hands skim the edge as he falls among the grass, Swoosh! The … Continue reading Prepositinal Poem
Photo Credit: @Doug88888 via Compfight There once was a boy who said moo He was afraid that was all he could do He screamed with a howl Ran in to an owl And now he can only say who!
Photo Credit: blmiers2 via Compfight Twirling swirling snow Taints the ground a brilliant white The world is asleep