Young Poets

Winter

Rattle / February 20, 2016

The winter winds blow ooooooooooooo oooooooooo snow falls falls taptap my nose is red my tongue is stuck but most […]

Rattle / February 13, 2016

I listen I hear. I Close my eyes. The wind the Wind is talking. It says come Come live. Come

Rattle / February 6, 2016

The blossoms were closed. The blossoms are slowly blooming. The blossoms are happy to see the world. The blossoms fall

Rattle / January 30, 2016

The bee is a yellow light. The brilliant bee lands on a flower. The bee sucks the nectar out of

Rattle / January 23, 2016

Whenever you count do you ever leave out one? Whenever your lamp doesn’t shine, it means that it just doesn’t

Rattle / January 16, 2016

Does this ever happen to you? You don’t eat your oatmeal But your oatmeal eats you?