Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Poems

Poems

Cinquain
A shark may look mean but be Gentle
A dolphin may look nice but stab you in the back
Don’t Judge a book by its cover
Because thing aren’t always
As they seem to be


Haiku
The bat crack his skull
His blood flow out from the cracks
What’s left is a ghost

Haiku
A dream deferred is just
A dream that never will come true
Just a Fantasy Always Remembered 


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  1. Hayley FraserFebruary 19, 2013 at 11:46 AM

    I like these...especially the line "what's left is a ghost"

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