Weather

Never know
it just happens
everyday
and everynight
why?
I hope to find out
soon

The not so ryming limerick

There was once a man confused.
for he had paddled all day
so he went back to his boat
and he slept all night.



Please read comments. They tell you why I bothered to make this horrible poem.

Shimmer

a soft sound
waiting to come out
from the darkness

a turtle's shell
gleaming on an open
beach

a knight's pride
bold and dream- like
going into battle

a tiny drop
falling into a
puddle of rain

Slick

a wet river otter
slipping away from
the ferosious dog
into the water

a soft weasle
sliding from a hungry wolf

a smooth waking dream
waiting to be
revialed to the night

this tiny memory
unwanted and unfinished
seeping out of a forgetful
brain

nothing..................

but quietness

Stray Dog

I found it
whimpering
in the rain
It looked at me,
with big brown eyes
I took it in
that little
Stray dog

Roller Coaster of Guilt

This is your Roller Coaster of Guilt:
start here
your friend wants you to go
down here
you'll get in trouble
should you?
you choose

same friend
wants to help you
but
do you trust them?
(slow down)

I wish I took their advice
(really bummed)
same friend says sorry
you accept
end here

Chocolate

Rich tasting
Mouth watering
Joy bringing
Chocolate!

Milky
Creamy
Goodyness
Chocolate

Smiles fill it
Sweetness covers it
Sugar smothers it

it's CHOCOLATE!

by Izzy and Claire

Lost

Stagger through the bramble
into he pond

dart throgh the river
then crawl up the stairs
into nothing but the above

scramble through the murkey depths
of the indian's water

plow through the mud that will lead you to
a shimmering miror

waddle through the creek
and play in the liguid

the guts of your watering can
spill into the plants
and make the plants geen

slink through the lake
I don't care

the freshness of the world
is in this color

Your striding though aqua blue

Guilt

She invited,
me over
I came
We were having
a vast time

We had an adventure
through the prickly bushes
and falling leaves
of her backyard

We went to the,
treehouse
We kept a lookout

I could hear the,
screeching of tires and
the barking of dogs

She invited me to stay
Should I ? no
I left
and I felt
Guilt

The lead man

There was a man in his bed,
who dreamed that he bumped his head
he woke with a start because he wanted to make art,
but all he had was lead.

The man

There was once a man in sleep,
who dreamed he was feeding some sheep.
He awoke in the day in the middle of the bay,
and soon he started to beep.

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An image
fell from below

it was my shadow
young and unpredictable
not like any other
he once put his hand into a pool of water
and screamed in pain and agony
because water is like acid to him

it's powers are useful
it fights away evil spirits
sliknking and creeping around
it makes everything dark
so I can get away from trouble

it makes things appear and reappear
even the wach-dogs scramble away

we slip into the shadows
not to hide
but to party

devils, spirits, and ghosts befriend him
he is like the pit of a plum
like the heart of a giant party

at night he lurks around dark, forgoten streets
on sad, cloudy days when I can't see him, and he can't see me
he goes into nowhere
and nagotiates between
the sun and the clouds

he let's me know if there's danger
he hears chating, secrets, whispering, and laughter

it's like he's attatched to me
and when he's torn away from me
streaks through the world,
desparate to find me

and sometimes he does,
when the sun and clouds agree.

Robot's poem

beep bleep bob,
boop boop, bleep bleep
Honk! Honk!
bleep bleep,meep meep mleep.

Step by step,
Crawl by crawl, it merges through the hills

It comes from the sea,
Into the valley,
Through the town,
Over your head,
In one ear, it breaths in, twists around your brain, goes out the other ear, then breaths out
It sucks up everything, and wraps it's self around you.

It pults a chill on the world.


Fog