Friday, February 12, 2010

Andre had an assignment to write a poem using all of his spelling words.
He was having a bad day.
This is his poem:

Bad Day
All day, one word echoes inside my head
"All your hopes are dead!"
I feel like my life is cut in halves.
My soul sings sad solos
While the leaves rustle below my feet.
I know what it's like to feel defeat.
My heroes call me zeroes.
I see dark clilffs and pale scarves
Around necks as dry as potatoes
And I hear sad songs from old pianos.
Folks' hate flows like lava from volcanoes.
Even the sheriffs shun me for days
Where the sun's rays are as red as tomatoes
And as low as the cellos
Or howls of the wolves.
No ratios or stereos play good from the studios
Or on the bookshelves.
Dear friend, to avoid thee
And believing yourselves
Or end up like calves.
His teacher said, "WOW!"
So did I.


Heather said...

That is AWESOME!!! You have one talented kid on your hands!!!!

Bob Scuba said...

Really Great!

brooke said...

My goodness; what depth of feelings! The reading is paying off in being able to say what you want. I don't think I could have ever written something like that. Awesome dude!

Melanie said...

Really, truly stunning. The passion of his youthful anguish and ability to convey it...(using spelling words too...) DON"T EVER STOP WRITING! You have got a gift.

Jaime Leigh said...

Very well done!! Your son is truely talent with words!! What a gift he has!!