Category: 04th

What I’m From

Based off Where I’m From by George Ella Lyon

I am from ballet slippers,
From BLOCH and ETSY.
I am from the loft in the square room.
(comfy,sunny,tastes like cupcake wrappers)
I am from the marigold plant,
Which makes my day much brighter than it starts out.
I’m from flaps and precision,
From Barbara and Kaltenbach.
I’m from the trying and the sweet teeth,
From “sit down to eat” and “be careful”
I’m from Thanksgiving feasts, and community events.
I’m from Austin and the Anshels,
Chile and tacos.
From my uncle’s nighttime encounter with tarantulas,
My grandfather’s twisted ankle from Skimboards.
Under the top floor of the house there is a room marked office, filled with old books and toys of most important.
I am from the memories those things bring-
To others and to me-
Handled carefully by generations.

Gone

Gone. the handsome boy you’ve adored since second grade,
The lunch stews,
The elementary school you attended for 5 years,
Your old chewed up purple sweater,
And your disheveled, but sleek, water bottle.
Gone may they all be, but in your memory they stay as clear and polished as ever.

Window

I looked out my window and wondered about life.
My neighbor was again trying to sell his “Twife!”
The steam in the distance, global warming is the blame.
The squirrel has stolen an acorn, now he’s having shame.
Then I walked out there,
with a stare,
plopped down on a chair,
and bought the Twife.

Falling

When I go to school I get really bored, like a monkey as stiff as a board!
But one day the school floor caved in! So far the hole was AS DEEP AS MY SHIN!
It got bigger, and we started to fall, going away and away from school!
“Sit down, Miachel!” “Aww.”