Thursday, January 14, 2021

Poets Who Didn't Know Its

Robyn gave a fun lesson in FHE the other night. She talked about making goals and developing talents. Then she had us all write some poems. She gave us words and we created. The first set of words were all colors. Here is what we came up with.

MY BLUE HAIKU

This is a haiku
about the color sky blue
it looks good with white

by Daisy (blue)

WHITE

Glitter shining
Winter blinding
Calming clean
Smiling beam

Angel wings
Diamond rings
Wedding dress
Silver tress

Flimsy note
Freshly Washed Coat
Divine and true
Toilet paper tissue

by Robyn (white)

GET SUCKED IN

Get Sucked In…
To a close chess game
Or a sizzling pan
Or a star filled sky
Or a project plan.

Get Sucked In…
To a mystery book
Or the glint in his eye
Or the open road
Or the reason why.

Get Sucked In…
To a thick blanket
Or a TV screen
Or a pounding beat
Or the best sports team.

Get Sucked In…
To something you love.
Try something new.
Live in the moment.
Keep being you.

by June (black)

RED

Rewarding
Exciting
Dainty

by Pearl (red)

THE BUTTERFLY

Flapping, flying, day and night
Fluttering by, bringing delight
Not a spot of pink in sight
Nothing will disturb its flight

Looking up the sun shines white
Making everything seem so bright
Small but strong and with its might
With a glimpse, makes a day right

Almost perfect but not quite
Almost there, just off a slight
Inside your soul it sparks a light
The butterfly, floating by

by Ivory (pink)

AT THE END

So precious that one might sell his soul
Or fight a war against men from afar
The cost of hoarding can take its toll
The damage of greed leaves a nasty scar

Who determines the worth of a stone
You can’t eat it or shelter yourself from the rain
Yet a treasure that glitters is surely know
To bring your pleasure and lessen your pain

Hold it close even though it is cold
You can buy more friends, I am told
And when beauty fades and you are old,
Your one true love will remain...yes, gold.

by Maleen (gold)

YELLOW

"The Big yellow one's the sun!"
He exclaimed as he ran the rounds.
"The Big yellow one's the sun!"
His enthusiasm knows no bounds.

The sun warms us all
Gives us light for hours and hours
Only dimming slightly in the fall
and sometimes behind cloudy showers.

Yellow's on flowers, bananas, and lemons.
It's great for mustard and signs, and fun.
Hats and towels and certain melons.
"The Big yellow one's the sun!"

by Tyler (yellow)


Then we were given new words. These weren't colors, but could be anything. Ready for the next round?

UNTITLED

White
Icy
North Pole
Threatening
Elegant
Remote

by Daisy (winter)

AN ARCTIC CHILL

An Arctic chill blasts through your coat
You're cold, depressed and turning blue
You feel a tightness close your throat
You feel yourself slip away
It's sad. I know. But true.

by Daisy (winter)

UNTITLED

A haze of mysterious syrupy
possibility hands in the air
just to be wasted
Tank tops and fireworks for
parties with balloons, so much
eaten but little tasted
Blinding lights and pumping music
starry camping trips, spas and
day trips just because
Dripping exhaustion and 
intoxicating highs, boredom, freedom
slipping into time's gaping jaws
Wishing and waiting, crying
because you never thought it'd
end even though you always knew it would
Savoring the flavor and
toasting familiar bittersweet newness
Drinking in every sip
because you know you should

by Robyn (summer)

THE FALL

When autumn arrives,
The leaves let go.
They fall to the ground;
They drop to the snow.

Whenever you jump,
You come back to the ground.
All of the rain
Slips from the clouds.

The biker falls,
He skins his knees.
The storms sink ships,
The loggers fell trees.

Towers have crumbled,
Cities have burned.
Wars have been fought—
Has anyone learned?

Are we all meant
To stumble and fall?
Do we all break?
Can no one stand tall?

The answer is yes,
But not till the end.
All those who fall
Can stand up again.

When you are weak,
When you feel small,
When you have faith
in nothing at all,

If you can't make it,
Reach up for the hand
Of the Father who guides you,
For He has a plan.

He'll help you up,
Put you back on your feet.
Remind you that you
Aren't so easy to beat.

Remember these words:
The fall happens fast.
Your troubles may hurt you
But no hardship lasts. 

 by June Cazier (fall)

A COLOR

I once tried to buy a color for only a dollar.
But what I didn’t know was that it was half a dollar to buy a color.
But then I found watercolor for no dollar.
Then I realized a color was not a dollar, or even a half dollar, but the real color was much smaller than a dollar, but was found only within your COLOR-ful heart.

by Pearl (color)

THE AQUARIUM

Shimmering colors, reflecting lights:
Deep blues and bright whites.
People stand saying oohs and ahs,
Unsuccessfully searching for flaws.

The silent sounds that you can hear,
The voices around, so far yet so near,
Disturbing the peace you so easily see
As if it were you, under the sea.

Passing slowly through the water,
Not in any rush.
The eyes, reflecting back peoples’ faces
Bring a quiet hush.

The glass is so clear,
It feels so real.
But you’re glad that it’s there
So you aren’t their next meal.

Pictures snapping, lights flashing,
Peeking over others’ heads.
All the colors, all the beauty,
Wishing the trip would never end.

But it’s time to go home,
Time to climb into bed
And visit the ocean again,
In your head.

by Ivory (aquarium)

NIGHTTIME

Sleep

Dream

Rest from all the lights that gleam

Forage

Prey

Or in your little burrows stay


Party

Drink

You’re stupider than you might think

Work 

Toil

Doctors burn the midnight oil

Gaming

Insane

There’s always just one more campaign

Cuddle

Kiss

But your curfew can’t be missed

Sprout

Grow

Mushrooms come from down below

Think

Read

Ideas that will plant the seed

Snooze

Doze

Wear some socks that warm your toes

Murder 

Steal

Your grievances are truly real

Glimmer

Shine

Stars never sleep and that’s just fine

Study

Rest

Tomorrow you can pass that test

Release

Drain The nighttime will recharge your brain


by Maleen (nighttime)



There you have it. Some poetry straight from our brains. Tyler only had one since he was he wrote it later when he came back from the pet ER with Nova. But you guessed it, that is a story for another day...


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