Poems

Poem

It was the summer

when Now and Laters

 

cost a nickel

and The Fantastic Four,

 

a buck.

When I met

 

Harriet Tubman

Rising Stars: New Young Voices in Poetry
Poem

I’m looking up into the sky

And I am thinking, how can it be this big?

Why is there so much of it?

How do we all fit?

I am thinking all these things

Overheard in a Tower Block
Poem

I’m amazing

Seriously I’m really very cool

When I went to school

With the headmaster

I drafed the rules.

 

We studied my hair

My cares

Poem

The game is on

at the park.

The stars are out.

It’s close to dark.

Hoop Kings

SOARing

in the SKY

so high

so fly

like they Got Wings

Poem

When I was little

Mom would read me

a book each night

then tuck me in

and kiss

both cheeks

and my forehead.

 

My dad

would be at work

Poem

This is my story.
It is mine alone because I am the one who needs
to tell it.
I am the one who is still here,
no longer stage right but

BOOKED
Poem

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

BOOKED
Poem

   is like

never hitting pause

on your favorite ninety-minute movie

but futsal is like 

fast forward

for forty

supercharged minutes.

BOOKED
Poem

    The girls

let down

their ponytails

high-five

their coach,

then walk over

to shake

our sweaty palms

after beating us 

BOOKED
Poem

     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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