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
Before the waves
there was no ocean
here, instead the forest
of Sherwood stood
proud and tall, a palisade
of greenwood trees
She had a love
to be creative
She went on an
A weary traveler
visited a gently
Adventure is an
The wise dragon flew over a barren
A vast river rushed out of the mountains,
The river will widen before long. It will
into a luminous cave. It will keep the
of Two Siblings alive. So the favorite
can invent the first crossword.
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.