Star on Your Arm

Posted February 17, 2009 & filed under Notebook.

Tink, plink, goes each charm,
Silver, blue, gold, now pink
Click, clank, the charms go,
Twinkle, shine, a ruby in the sky
Diamond, turquoise, amethyst too
Each has its own rare design
On a bracelet in your hair
Shoots out glitter like a star,
That is what they are?

By Katy, 4th grade
[photo by maxivida via flickr]

Silly Things

Posted April 25, 2008 & filed under Poem of the Day.

If I’m bored at night I go out
to try and catch a shooting star.
I fly up into space like a rocket ship
and stick my tongue out
googolplex feet until I reach
the star belt and find a shooting star to eat.

When I slip in mud at school
I fly into space to use twilight
to clean it up. I carry a hat
and go to the moon. I see twilight
and fill my hat and put it on my head.
I am not done. I need the moon’s towel.
I get it dry like paper and stiff as wood.

If I had a smart hen
I would teach it to be my secretary.
It would answer my phone calls
and take messages while I am out.
I would not pay this creature because without
me it will be nothing
in space.

By Eleanor, age 9

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