Bella Lewis
4/5
I Am From
I am from
Porch-sitting on a rainy day
Feeling the bitter wind whipping through my hair
The pitter patter on my skin
I am from
Excruciating softball in the summer
And freezing polar plunging in the winter
I am from
Driving to school in the morning
Just to get shoved and pummeled in the halls
Listening to the teacher ranting on in the same monotone voice
Blah blah blah
I am from
Fresh food from the sea
Shrimp, crab, and lobster
Still with their nasty fish scents
I am from
Asking for bizarre, shocking, neon socks
Knee high and warm
I am
Chloe, Moni, and Jones
The most fabulous, craziest siblings ever!
Scholastic Haiku
Futures can be pure
Some of them can be scary
What will mine behold?
Zombie Haiku
Comes up from the dead
Really scary and mean
Groaning and moaning
Imitation Poem "Choices"
even if i don't want to
i have to
work work work
no extra time day after dreary day
long nights
too much homework
even if i don't want to
i have to
two more years of eagerness
all my friends go just not me
sitting at hame instead of dancind.
even if i don't want to
i have to
play the songs one note at a time
the ticking of a metronome
once a dull beginning
now a beatiful song
but that's how
mankind made a song
out of noise
