As vast sunbirds burn,
Mother Violin maps her lines.
The bizarre, dramatic, air-dive
changes my life, as design eyes
paint vivid pictures in my mind.
What a strange world.
What a strange world.
Invisible toes skip,
and waves follow them, too.
Hair waltz,
snow waltz,
Strange.
Breathtaking, fuzzy animals hike.
They hug, and kiss, live in autumn.
And luxurious, fragile, forests
Shimmer
Strange chocolate stars,
Strange, strange world.

By Isom, 3rd grade

Click the media player above to listen to the poem read on KPFT 90.1 by Ella, WITS Youth Advisory Council Student. The background music is “Port Horizon” by Kevin MacLeod, incompetech.comProduced by Susan Phillips.

Poem a Day is made possible in part by H-E-B Tournament of Champions, Copy.com, The City of Houston through the Houston Arts Alliance, Texas Commission on the Arts, and KPFT 90.1.

 

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