I am little. When I die I will come Back like that! I have Wings. My mouth is like A beak. I can fly up To space. I have less Hair. My ears can hear Around the world. I’m the Most strongest of All. Even if I’m small, I can Carry 100 trees. Even if… Read more »

It is a royal palace with stone walls hiding such admirable beauty, you could watch it all day long. It is a horrible fire that absolutely no one could put out. It is the agitated wasp stinging all the furry little animals in the forest. It is the little mice playing around in the great… Read more »

Going down the trumpet vines Swirling, music whirling in My ears like a butterfly flying Through soft melodies, soaring In the skies from violins, sweet String and a playful dog Jumping happily away. by Isabelle, 3rd grade

The 2007 Writers in the Schools Young Writers Reading will be televised by Houston MediaSource next week. The program will air at the following times on Comcast 17, TV Max 95, and Kingwood 98: Thursday, August 23, 2007 at 4:30 PM Saturday, August 25, 2007 at 2:00 PM Thursday, August 30, 2007 at 4:30 PM… Read more »

My dog is cool to have for a pet. Dogs come in many sizes. They are big and small. I like to have a big dog. My dog is brown, and her eyes are baby blue I will remember when my dog was small. Now she is big and strong, and she’s older too. I… Read more »

Two minutes Me and my boys Two minutes in the hood Two minutes seen the haters Two minutes seen the colors of the rags Two minutes heard the buck shots Two minutes ran like fire ants Two minutes My boys buck back Two minutes Lil Frank was gone by Frank, 9th grade Note: This poem… Read more »

It’s tough being a kid now days. For example, being in fourth grade is more than enough to say. It’s like being in a masquerade. Taking tests almost every hour of the day. When I take tests I develop some special kind of power. Even though my brother torments me day and night while I’m… Read more »

I wish I could take a fluffy cloud home and feel the softness. I wish I could take a cloud home and bounce on it like a trampoline. I wish I could go home, lie on my bed, and use a white fluffy cloud as a pillow. I wish I could keep a cloud forever…. Read more »

Can we meet at the bridge? Will you promise to be there? Your eyes are like diamonds shining in the sun. Clouds drift away, and raindrops stop. You rise like a flame on the mountaintop. I am like silver, and you are like gold. I am like silver, and you are like gold. On the… Read more »

Sometimes you just have to change the things of the real world into another story. Sometimes you have to walk back and forth then all of a sudden you hear the ants talking to you. When you look at the sky the birds ask, “How are you today?” Since no one is the ruler of… Read more »

Photograph by Karen Sachar

It’s a wiki wiki world that I’m seeing these days. Wondering about my life and how it’s going to be the next day. You think about the good and bad. But take a look at this life of mine and all you see is bad times. Sometimes you wonder ‘til you can’t wonder no more…. Read more »

Chesney was born and raised in a family that is real hot-headed. She has two tattoos. Her mom knows about both of them. Her daddy doesn’t really know, and she’s not planning on telling him. She has a habit of shopping non-stop. She cannot make eggs for nothing. This girl is petrified of heights and… Read more »

You’ve been dreaming for now and forever. What now? Endless possibilities now open, breathing life into a bloom of the blue… by Hector, UCP High School/High Tech Program Artwork also by Hector A.

Mr. Happy was born on April 1st, and everyone said he was a joyful baby who laughed a lot. His favorite food as a kid was pancakes made in the shape of smiley faces and Fruit Loops. During the day he liked to spray water on people and work on his comics and cartoons. He… Read more »

The national poetry slam comes to Austin next week. Here are the details. DATE & TIME: Saturday, Aug. 11th, 3:15 – 4:45 pm ADMISSION: Free PLACE: Ruta Maya World Headquarters, 3601 S. Congress, Austin TX For more information, contact the Texas Youth Word Collective. HYPE: What do you get when you combine the Texas Youth… Read more »

Hope is thought of as an acorn providing food for young animals, a reflection still showing in a broken mirror, a weed growing in the cracks of the sidewalk, a small rosebud on a plant, a symbolic flag seen through the smoke of a battle field. Hope is the glimmer in a young child’s eyes,… Read more »

Today let’s scale a modern mountain. A tradition of integrity, take it for a spin Act now Go the distance Up against the wall with possibilities But to last, Finish big. by Adolfo, age 6

Blue is sad, something like mad or bad, but always experienced. Blue is cold, a shivering feeling,black usually when you’re scared or experiencing death. Blue is scared, a fearful thing to experience. It happens to everyone. Blue is water, a very gentle thing, but at the same time black drowning and killing. Blue is death,… Read more »

I am the color yellow, bright and vibrant wherever I go. Imagination fills my brain and happiness covers my face. I smell sunshine and confidence that encourages my strengths. I am the color yellow. by Courtney, 9th grade, Bellaire High School