Poetry

Haikus

The juicy filet Best kitchen entertainment Sizzling for me

The ball hit the net The sand in between my toes Great game, I would say

My legs are all wet No more towels left to use I’m soaked to the bone

Thinking in dollars Confused by the way things work The complex pesos

Ding-dong the bell rings Here comes our bowl of fruit So much food to eat

Quaker Ridge School

Lets go see the new Quaker Ridge School, You’ll hear the construction workers drilling holes in the cement, The kids loud voices bouncing off the brick walls.

The wet paint dripping down the wall of QRS, The sound of lockers slamming kills my ears, the white tiles are sparkling with the sunlight shinning through the clear glass windows.

The announcements are said, and the silence is broken.

A new day is launched.

Rain Hard

The rain plowed me down. It started to hit my house hard. The rain welcomed the thunder. It sang a song to me. Dropping like bombs on me, exploded water balloons. Take out my umbrella, and put me to sleep.