Miky asked me to post the text of Alex's Numbers Poem. I've added it today, along with a few others from his poetry journal:
NUMBERS
numbers can go far
far as infinity goes
because numbers grow
SPRING POEM
The clear sky is like a pool of water with cotton balls in it.
Little bugs like polkadots on flowers sit in the sun.
Lawn mowers hum like bees flying over the garden.
I slide down a slide like a slippery eel.
The sun shines like a giant fire fly.
CRAYFISH
A crayfish is as hard as a rock
It snaps at you like a croc
And it is as stubborn as a lock
It is like a small menacing creature from the deep
It is so creepy to have a crayfish in the class
But the creepiest thing is the way they lash
And here's Alex and his friend George reciting George's "twin poem" (a poem for two).
1 comment:
Love Alex's poems, especially the numbers--simple and elegant. He has become quite a writer. I hope he does more poetry as well as prose. How about a book, Alex?
Love,
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