MPitS - Mendocino Grammar School

MPitS

Mendocino Grammar School
2005/2006

Heaven's Stone

I found heaven's stone

under a tree

Cradled under a pile

of brush

My father sent it

to Earth for me

I know he did because

I can see his eyes in

the stone

His smile in the stone

And his heart in

the stone.

Marybelle W
5 th Grade, Mendocino Grammar School
Karen Lewis, Poet Teacher

Nothing

Nothing is grey.

You can't feel it.

It is a vortex that you can

get stuck in.

It moves slow like a rock.

This day is nothing.

Robert B
4 th Grade, Mendocino Grammar School
Karen Lewis, Poet Teacher

Alone

so alone

as alone

as the last leaf on the ground

that fell off a redwood

Finally,

a friend, and my hero.

Now, so many leaves

falling

and falling

faster and

faster.

Waylon B
4 th Grade, Mendocino Grammar School
Karen Lewis, Poet Teacher

Sundae

war       pain             death             joy

They all come in order

the war is the fighting

the pain is the wounds

the death is the member missing from a family

and the joy is the end

the victory

the cherry on a sundae

all the way on the top

But there really is no joy

no end

cause this routine happens

over

and over

again

for every war, and

now this is

my end.

Alana B
4 th Grade, Mendocino Grammar School
Karen Lewis, Poet Teacher

Words

It's a different word that you feel all day and night

Energy

It's a different note every time you sing

Music

Something that you can't even think of

Confusion

If you trust in yourself you can feel what you see

You can run away to a galaxy or jump on a star,

possibly go and meet death, it might be

Courage, Sorrow, Joy

Whatever you feel with emotions, just let it

take you away,

Adventure, or Love.

Just close your eyes and listen to what I say

for now I speak the

Truth.

Chloe S
5 th Grade, Mendocino Grammar School
Karen Lewis, Poet Teacher

How to be a Shell

you need to know how to

open up wide,

or close into a fold.

you need to know how to glide

with the tide,

or lay on the hot sunny beach.

you need to know how to let in

critters who need a home.

That's how to be a shell.

Shanti
4 th Grade, Mendocino Grammar School
Karen Lewis, Poet Teacher

**star explosions**

It looks like the rainbow's colors

that can't find their places.

It looks like a thousand year old star

that has just bursted

It looks like mother Earth in

her best tie-dye dress.

Piper T
2 nd Grade, Mendocino Grammar School
Karen Lewis, Poet Teacher

Plip Plop Went the Rain

I am stars twinkling in the night.

I am the cold gray sky in the rainy night.

My name is snow,

            drifting away into the gray cold sky.

My name is rain,

            I go plip plop.

I am a monkey swinging from branch to branch

            like a graceful bird.

I am lightning.

            I go crash bang boom.

My name is darkness,

            I help the rain, snow, thunder and lightning.

My name is sun,

            I make everybody happy.

Jin J
2 nd Grade, Mendocino Grammar School
Karen Lewis, Poet Teacher

Two Green Squirrels

A green squirrel flies in a jet high above Shasta, and bursts

through the atmosphere, chattering about orange cream to

his co-pilot who wants to go skiing at Shasta.

Suddenly!!!! their engine quits. Terrorists!!!!

They press the button that says [Ejection Seat] and

blast out of the cockpit into mid-air battle.

The squirrels' seats had rockets.

There were five terrorists.

The two green squirrels blasted the terrorists

and floated to safety.

They landed in a ski resort. A kid took them home.

Rowan M
2 nd Grade, Mendocino Grammar School
Karen Lewis, Poet Teacher

Pain

Pain is an old chopped down pine tree

Pain is a dog who turns her back on you for another person,

while pain strikes through your knees

Pain is ghostly fears running through redwood trees

into the moon light

Pain is war in Iraq

Pain is when your favorite stuffed dog

gets thrown in the wash

and has no longer soft fur.

Roxanne S
4 th Grade, Mendocino Grammar School
Karen Lewis, Poet Teacher

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