Category: 06th

Joey
soft, comfy, rough,
music, loud, roaring,
Breedveld

 

Trapped in a cage of tar
dripping venom from its rusty bars
you think you might escape
but trying to makes the wound worse
and the cure is hard-won
and all efforts are so easily sabotaged
you feel like you can never
bring yourself back up
to stand tall and face the world
that tries so hard to keep you down
but the secret to escape
lies within your own strengths

I love pie,
I love pi,
It’s 3 point 1 4 1 five,
I also love to dive,
Into a pool,
It’s cool.

 

As quiet as a football stadium
Everyone cheering as the home team scores
You could hear a pin drop

As exciting as a game of Chess
Thinking and strategizing about your next move
What a thriller!

As easy as golf
Just swinging a stick at a ball
Takes no skill at all!

As boring as a roller coaster
Just sitting there in a seat
Anywhere else would be twice as neat

Just standing there
In the open field of grass
Just looming of the green grass stalks
All of them waiting watching wondering when they will be picked
quivering in the wind, still waiting watching wondering
Then it sees a blur of brown drift through the wind
The brown specs being spores to plant more of its kind
The specs finally settle in the forest
All of them just waiting watching wondering like the rest of their kind
Then they all hear a loud thud
As a deep brown boot comes out
Then the person plucks some lightly out of the ground
Wanting to taste the gooey goodness
There are still more of them
All still waiting watching wondering
Waiting watching wondering
Waiting watching wondering…

 

As sad as a kid in a candy store
As tragic as a perfect birthday gift
As mopey as a theme park
As tearful as getting a new puppy

 

 

My dad is the legs, strong and handy,
my brother, the joey, small and thin, but sometimes annoying
my mom is the body, holding us all together,
and I, am the head, the logical Einstein one in the family.

 

When I walk up to my room,
when I’m coming up the stairs,
I see some little kitty eyes,
not one but two cute pairs.

They come right out to greet me,
one’s perky, one is shy,
they come to me excitedly,
joy glinting in their eyes.

When I see them I feel it,
a splash that weighs a ton,
and that could come from just one place,
a bucket of kitty love!

 

We all have a secret garden in our soul
It is where we turn when things are clear as mud
When the pool of sadness in our eyes becomes too much to be ignored
While we all just want to be adored
It is our secret garden, us against the world
There in the calm winds of your garden, you can cry silently
For the flowers and trees around won’t judge
The peace you have long craved has now arrived
It is your time to cry in your special garden

I can’t stop playing video games today
It Is all I ever want to play
The graphics are outstanding
But my mom is so demanding
“Stop playing these video games”
Is what my mom angrily exclaims

Computer, box, things that you wear
Whatever console it is I don’t care
Lunchtime, but I cannot eat
This level is one I shall beat
It is when I die the most
The last level versus Blinky The Ghost

Halo, Galaga, Kingdom Rush
Any enemy I will crush
Against the aliens, I have a gun
Playing this is really fun.
I now have a ship, in a small dogfight
I shall play all through the night.

I am but one lonely plumber
I explore the sewers with my brother
Now I am surrounded by a world of blocks
With tons of animals, and not a single one of them talks

My hands are molded into remotes
When I win I use emotes
Just to Taunt I mean no harm
It cost Ponda Baba an arm

I shall stop when this day ends
That is what my mom recommends
I look at my time the numbers aglow
Wait, It’s already TOMORROW?