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Thursday, December 18, 2014

Nebraska Landscape

Sitting under a star filled sky
with a warm breeze blowing through my hair
and the grease tickling my hands
atop a grassy cliff
looking over a Holt County Farm Pond
through a field of Nebraska corn
and across a couple of fences
a chirping of crickets
and the occasional moo of a Nebraskan corn fead cow
and a rustle of the common sage brush of Nebraska
while drinking a glass of refreshing koolaid

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Name Poem

Strong, Mighty, Warrior
It is like a soft but strong sponge
It is a great adventure and fight everywhere
It is a memory of a warrior from heaven that sits by God
Who taught me honesty and discipline
When she scolded me to put me in the right place
My name is Michael
It means that I will never give up and if I fall I will get up again

Friday, December 12, 2014

Concrete Poem


the halls shimmer with shining people
and the pride burns with love and intensity
the dedication runs deep within our blood
our walls our lined with or champions
and the kids are all one within the school
We Are OHS

Wednesday, December 10, 2014


I am very important
without me
you would be either really cold or really hot
I sometimes get dizzy from getting spun so much
my forehead is white and plain
my nose is a circular dial
I am very happy at what I do

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

5 senses

The spring air warms me with gladness
 and its feeling of a new beginning
the light breeze fills me with a hays of happiness
it smells fresh like it came straight out of the oven
it smells new like you have never smelt it before 
and it feels warm
it looks new and green with an unbelievable glow
it sounds breezy with a light chirp of a bird every once in a while
it tastes like a delicious vegetable and has a hint of every herb there is

Found Poem

I shall compare all lovely summer buds
and though art summer's winds
to the darling May days
and rough fouls of thee evil within
that i may be a better person

Friday, December 5, 2014

The Man In The Van

there once was a man
who drove a creepy van
he told the kids he had candy
they thought that was handy
he took them away
and there's no sign of them today
I thought they were n the Bahamas
but I got stuck in my pajamas
The End

Thursday, December 4, 2014

Extended Metaphor Poem

A dream is an action movie
sometimes you don't have control over yourself
people can come and go in a matter of seconds
the fall of a kingdom or the rise of an empire can be in your hands
though, just as fast as it came
reality will consume you in the opening of your eyes