Monday, April 4, 2011

Syllable Poems

I wake up to a snake
scary
threatening
it lunged
missed
and seceeded to its hiding place with grace.
He came out again
only
to be killed by my father.

- Mason S


My Time in the Sky

I once had a good dream
I flew
I hovered
I soared high above
Glided with a dove
Flew
Wind was whistling, my world glistening
Through my hand
Sifted sand
My time was soon gone
- Bailey

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