Over the summer, I taught kids how to write poetry. Some of the pieces I wrote that month. |
Haikus The day is perfect Breeze cools the warm yard outside A/C comes to life Hot and humid days Lead to cool and quiet nights We all need a break Through the pristine land Tourists gawk, "Unspoiled sights!" Cars speed by on tar Wall of fire wood, logs meticulously stacked. Soon it will be burned. Couldless blue fall sky The air is perfectly clean Jets fly overhead A map of the world Each land a different color USA soaked red. Trees stretch t'ward the sky Close to heaven as we get Cut them down for wood. In a Chinese field Hot humidity rolls in Heat is oppressive Cinquains Ivy Climbs the brick. It covers the walls, saying, "Ivy is the mark of the best learning." Millions of miniscule creatures crawl around the yard while children gawk awestruck at some bugs Gutter filled with lost shoes. Shoes lost by absent minds. How could a guy leave without his right shoe? Rhinos painted blue. Zebras talking with green hippos. Children learn from the drawings in kids' books. Monkeys swing through the trees, bananas clenched in their hands and feet. I wish I was a monkey. Cinquains are easy to write. Just put down a few words, Make sure you have the syllables all right. Baseball fills summer nights. May until September. The Sox are on top, but then they slide... |