12 Months Haiku
Snow footprints
Vanishing into the distance
A silent thief
Young Poets
Owl’s Kahoot
Outside my window at night I hear sounds.
Sounds of animals having fun. As my eyelids
were shutting I heard a “Who Who”
I was being funny I said “Me” and the owl said “You”
Friend
He waits by the door
when I come to school.
At recess, he waits for me
on the playground
with a smile.
Congratulations
You got the tattoos you always wanted. The two betta fish on your arm, sunk in red, the black spider lilies across your stomach. You love the kids you teach now. First graders who will do anything you want as long as you say, you really disappointed me last time!
Big Hat
I like to write poetry because it makes me feel happy and also because I like to write it with my papa. And because it makes me think of my home.
All’s Fair
The bell rings
And Love and Hate come in for lunch
Love orders soup with coffee
Hate orders salad with whiskey