my favorite poems

Endangered (but protected) iguana on Bitter Guana Cay

I wrote these during the poetry jam we do every morning before school.  Please see Marin's blog for the definition of a poetry jam.

During the floodwaves,
   the misty droplets curl
beautifully off the 
   breaking waves

Before the waves
   there was no ocean
here, instead the forest
   of Sherwood stood
proud and tall, a palisade
   of greenwood trees
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She had a love
for adventuring
to be creative

She went on an
amazing voyage

A weary traveler
visited a gently
flowing stream

She remarked,
Adventure is an 
amazing voyage.

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The wise dragon flew over a barren
   land
A vast river rushed out of the mountains,
   eroding
The river will widen before long.  It will
   empty
into a luminous cave.  It will keep the
   town
of Two Siblings alive.  So the favorite
   writer
can invent the first crossword.

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The stoic bamboo forest stood on an island.
In a sparkling lagoon, waves gently lapping at the grassy shore.
On the island, hazel-eyed dogs lived and died.
In the cycle of life, death, love, and truth.
"Good luck," yapped the leader to his hunters, hair falling in golden ringlets.