THERE ONCE WAS A BOY NAMED Omar
There once was a boy named Omar.
He always was driving his car.
He went to the mall,
To buy a big ball
Instead of that he bought a chocolate bar
by Wendy R.
( I hope you like it
and I want to see
great comments)
Posted in Limericks | 1 Comment »
What is YELLOW?Yellow is a banana, juicy and soft.
Yellow is sunflower because of the sunrise.
Yellow is peace, relax and calm.
Yellow are French fries when you buy it at Mc Donald’s.
Yellow is Jell-O, I eat it when it is cold.
Yellow is lotion because it makes me feel clean.
Yellow is margarine when you put it in the bread.
Yellow is a wonderful garden with all the yellow flowers.
YELLOW is YELLOW.
By Wendy.R.
Posted in Color Poems | 3 Comments »
The sun
In the blue sky,
Boys playing in the street
playing soccer, the birds singing
and eat.
by Alexis N.
Posted in Cinquains | 2 Comments »
What is purple?
Purple is violets, plums, and gladness
Purple smells like flowers and ice cream
Purple is the taste of cotton candy
Purple makes girls attractive
Purple is a fantasy castle
Purple makes everybody cool
Purple is the end of the world
Purple is the fall.
by Eduardo F.
Posted in Color Poems | 2 Comments »
The night
The stars
Bright in the sky
Lighting full moon way up
High the stars shiny and bright in
The night
By: Eduardo F.
Posted in Cinquains | 3 Comments »
Silent
I look at the sky.
Window opens up.
In the night I see the
stars shine.
by: Nayeli C.
Posted in Cinquains | 6 Comments »
The world
Has continents
And beautiful countries
The oceans are so interesting
And big
by: Raul Q.
Posted in Cinquains | 4 Comments »
What is black?
Black is a storm coming.
It can be the devil’s home.
I think I’ll say some more words.
Black is the taste of a wilted rose covered with sour caramel.
Black feels when the end of the world is coming.
Black is being left behind.
It can sound like a ghost howl.
Black can taste like a rotten apple.
It can taste like blackberry jam.
Black is a lonely me.
Black is a creaking door.
Black is a black leather purse.
Black can be a lonely skunk.
Black can be so many things.
Most of all black feels like when your pet dies.
Black is sadness in my heart.
Black is always mean to me.
Black is sometimes vivid.
It’ll always be BLACK.
by Yomira V.
Posted in Color Poems | 4 Comments »
Louder
Reading a book
Sentence to sentence
The first pages to the end of
A book.
By Martin . C.
Posted in Cinquains | 1 Comment »
My family
My sister is for shoving,
My parents are for loving,
My pet is for playing,
My friends are for saying,
My uncle is for earning,
I am for learning,
Dad is for working,
Aunt is for smirking,
Mom is for hugging,
Cousin is for jogging.
by: Yomira V.
Posted in Poems modeled on "Trees are for Climbing" by F. Dodson | 2 Comments »