Flowering Cactus of Thoughts

Posted September 6, 2013 & filed under Notebook.

I am the solid air beneath you

I am the girl alone in the world

I am the fire that freezes tears

I am the warrior who brings peace

I am the quiet cry of fierceness

I am the puzzle of infinite puzzles

There is so much you do not know about me

I am a flowering cactus of thoughts.

By Micaela, 7th Grade

Make Your Mind Go Blank and Try to Answer These Questions

Posted October 20, 2010 & filed under Notebook.

 

 

What does 100,000 taste like?

What does an eyeball feel like?

What are a guitar’s questions?

How many hearts are in a day?

Can you feel a wall’s expression?

What does a diamond wear?

How many how’s are in a how?

How many flowers are in a flower?

Is a boy made of wishes?

How many minutes are in a minute?

Why does the moon follow the sun?

Why are the sun and moon enemies?

How many cups would it take to fill the oceans?

How do you grow an impossible flower?

By Brayden

Do Bugs Have Brains?

Posted September 28, 2010 & filed under Notebook.

Across the seas, above the trees,
Beyond the fields of daffodils,
Clinging to walls, sitting on dolls,
Diving down drains, do bugs have brains?

Eating some crumbs on top of drums,
Finding their dates in other states,
Gliding through air to trick the bear,
Hopping off trains, do bugs have brains?

Icing from cake, ready to take,
Jumping on beds, land on their heads,
Kicking the door, looking at them soar,
Leaping to grains, do bugs have brains?

Making messes, wearing dresses,
Naps in flowers, why take showers,
Opening cans with rubber bands,
Plummeting rains, do bugs have brains?

Quiet at night, almost, not quite,
Reading a book, tucked in a nook,
Swing from a vine, won’t that be fine,
Tripping on cranes, do bugs have brains?

Under the sun, look at them run,
Vying for love from up above,
Waiting for lunch, hearing the crunch,
X-tra back pains, do bugs have brains?

You won’t believe what they achieve,
Zapping through plains, bugs DON’T have brains!

By Jennifer, 12th Grade

Photo by Phil Hilfiker via Flickr

My Father is Like a Tulip

Posted June 18, 2010 & filed under Notebook.

 

Mi papá es como un tulipán

Mi papá es un hombre cariñoso.
Tiene mucha amistad con mi mamá
Y le tiene mucho amor y amistad a todos.
El nos quiere mucho.
El es como un tulipán
que nos da mucho cariño,
que nos da mucho amor
y mucha amistad.
El quiere mucho a mi mamá.
A veces le ayuda a lavar los trastes.
Mi papá es como un tulipán que tiene mucha amistad.

~

My Father is Like a Tulip

My father is a loving man.
He shows much kindness to my mother.
And he shows much kindness and love to all.
He loves us very much.
He is like a tulip
that shows us all kindness,
that shows us all love
and friendship.
He loves my mother very much.
Sometimes, he helps her wash the dishes.
My father is like a tulip, full of kindness.

By Paulina, 3rd grade

[Photo by Denis Collette via Flickr]