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  Nicholas, I’ve warned you

about not paying attention

in my class.

This is your final warning.

BOOKED
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  You inspired me, he says. Pretty cool, huh?

Uh, I guess.

 

Ms Hardwick showed me your assignment. Magnificent!

BOOKED
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on the pitch, lightning faSt,

dribble, fake, then make a dash

 

player tries tO steal the ball 

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   The Mac drinks tea

in a dragonfly mug.

On the library floor

is a dragonfly rug.

 

BOOKED
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When Mom says

she's decided to go back to work,

you're not too surprised,

'cause you know

how much she misses

being around horses

since Dad moved

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    Coach says

we must win

our final game

to advance

to the next round

of the tournament

 

We say, No problem.

 

BOOKED
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   is like

never hitting pause

on your favorite ninety-minute movie

but futsal is like 

fast forward

for forty

supercharged minutes.

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    The girls

let down

their ponytails

high-five

their coach,

then walk over

to shake

our sweaty palms

after beating us 

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     The Mac

is a corny-joke-cracking

seven foot

bowling fanatic

with reddish Mohawk

who wears funny T-shirts

and high top Converse sneakers.

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