Thursday, February 24, 2011

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Where I'm From Poem

Back where I come from-
When dinner’s on the table,
We all gather ‘round.
If we’re all together,
Childhood stories are bound to come up.
If we’re telling stories,
We’re probably laughing ‘til our stomachs ache.
If our stomachs ache,
We ate too many Christmas cookies after opening presents.
If we opened presents,
We’ll be having friends over to play with new toys.
If we’re having friends over,
Start poppin’ the popcorn because we’ll be eating all night.
If we’re eating all night,
We might as well sleepover.
If we’re having a sleepover,
We’ll sleep straight through Saturday morning.
If we sleep through Saturday morning
We’ll have to rush through our chores to make time to play.
If we play all day,
We’ll be hungry for dinner,
When we all gather ‘round-
Back where I come from.



Shel Silverstein Found Poem

Summer is
Worn-out flip flops dragging across the sand
Green grass turned yellow atop the dried-up land
Countless afternoons spent lying on the boat
Or cruising down the river in a neighborhood-wide float
Soda by the bottle lying in coolers in the sun
Boxes full of puzzles ensure that we have fun
Ice cream cones are melting as they bake in the heat
Leaves provide shade for those people with bare feet
These are the things that I'll always treasure.


 

Gary Paulsen Found Poem

It is perhaps wise to remember
Life is the plot
Make the story flow
There will never be another first like this one
Every one, every single one
Becomes too contrived, a sham
Think of that now
All that energy, all that time, all that work and focus and drive,
So fragile
This will be wonderful to write about in my next book