Lyme school
Blind
Submitted by S.Finley on March 31, 2008 - 10:38.Summer stir and I
Blind to the world going on,
A widow cries on.
Falling Hard
Submitted by S.Finley on March 31, 2008 - 10:34.He hurt his head
His hand reaches
Blood trickles into dark.
Leaves in the Wind
Submitted by zestes on March 31, 2008 - 10:01.Leaves in the Wind
By Zach Estes
Lyme School, Grade 7
Acrobatic leaf comes
Bunging out of the sky
Lands in a perfect upright posture
Cartwheels up and down
The road
A gymnast of a sort
The leaf lunges upward only
To seconds later
Parachute downwards
To the ground
The leaf is then
Trapped in a cluster
Of newspaper
It squeezes its way out
Only to perform for the
World again
Haiku
Submitted by T Nichols on March 27, 2008 - 10:24.Haiku
By Tim Nichols
Lyme School, Grade 7
A tiny turtle
Happy, lying in her tank
Sleeping soundlessly
Dead End
Submitted by e robinson on March 27, 2008 - 10:21.Dead End
Erin Robinson
The snake I ride,
Has an uneven body,
That twists,
And turns.
Trees whiz by,
As I move on,
Down it’s length.
I stop,
Abruptly,
For I see the end.
It seems closer,
The ride was short,
But I’m there,
That’s that.
I pull off the road,
The snake in my mind,
Look at the road,
I knew so well.
I push the undergrowth,
I’m at the spot,
One knee
Submitted by S.Finley on March 27, 2008 - 10:20.Under a red sky,
He gets on one knee to ask,
Tears, and loving hugs.
One knee
Submitted by S.Finley on March 27, 2008 - 10:20.One Knee
By Sam Finley
Lyme School, Grade 7
Under a red sky
He gets on one knee to ask
Tears, and loving hugs.
A Beginning's End
Submitted by e robinson on March 27, 2008 - 10:18. A Beginning’s End
Erin Robinson
When you enter this world, you’re soft and warm,
You’re cuddled with love, by your mother’s touch,
Passed to your father who loves your small form,
Siblings stand by, they love you very much.
Can you remember your first tricycle,
The first time you drove, on short car drive,
Your first snowstorm, with every ice cycle,
My Shadow
Submitted by T Nichols on March 27, 2008 - 10:16.My Shadow
By Tim Nichols
Lyme School, Grade 7
My shadow follows me everywhere I go
I chase it and it runs along with me
It dances in a field on a sunny day
I try to pick it up but it won’t budge
It feels lonely, being only a two-dimensional figure
When I walk into the dark it disappears
My cat
Submitted by Fbrenner on March 27, 2008 - 10:14.A cat in a leather chair
I saw her sleeping
I saw her wake up
With her small teeth
In the comfortable chair
Licking herself
Scratching the hard matt
Thinking
In relaxation
Trying to be catalogue
Even though the light is on
My Dog
Submitted by S.Finley on March 26, 2008 - 10:46.A fat loping dog
Lays half his life away
To die a peaceful death.
