April 15, 2008 - 10:03am — cchemi62
City Haiku
Raining on the street
Many business man here there
Damp, damp, damp raining
Paying a money
Putting money into it
Saying a thank you
Ms. Nowak's Haiku
Ms.Nowak is nice.
Ms.Nowak like Japanese
Ms. Nowak is bird
Memories Poem
The sun looks like a fire ball
The sun is dark yellow
The sun is really hot
The potatoes are really delicious
The potato is really soft
The potato shape is like a people face shape
There are many kinds of potato
Park is a fun place
Everybody is in the park at summer
But you cannot go to park at night
Everybody likes to go to the park
The sun looks like a fire ball.
The sun is dark yellow.
The sun is really hot.
Poetry Hides...
Poetry hides between Tibet and the USA because the USA helps Tibet
Poetry hides in the Bed of the King because I am so lucky
Poetry hides inside a medal because the president of the USA gave a medal to the Dalai Lama
Poetry hides behind Ms. Nowak because poetry likes to watch Ms. Nowak
Poetry hides around Santa Claus because poetry wants a gift
Poetry hides on top of the cloud because poetry is a god
When I Am Alone
I am Dr.Seuss and Anne frank
I wonder how people can walk inside the
Statue of Liberty.
I hear crunchy munch
I want to eat the shiny red apple.
I feel enthusasiam
I dreamed Ms.nowak have two baby
I understand my ESL homework.
I try to write poetry.
I am worry that Chinese will take Tibetan freedom.
I am Peace of the Earth.
City Haiku
Raining on the street
Many business man here there
Damp, damp, damp raining
Paying a money
Putting money into it
Saying a thank you
Ms.nowak's haiku
Ms.Nowak is nice.
Ms.Nowak like Japanese
Ms. Nowak is bird
Memories Poem
The sun looks like a fire ball
The sun is dark yellow
The sun is really hot
The potatoes are really delicious
The potato is really soft
The potato shape is like a people face shape
There are many kinds of potato
Park is a fun place
Everybody is in the park at summer
But you cannot go to park at night
Everybody likes to go to the park
The sun looks like a fire ball.
The sun is dark yellow.
The sun is really hot.
Poetry Hides...
Poetry hides between Tibet and the USA because the USA helps Tibet
Poetry hides in the Bed of the King because I am so lucky
Poetry hides inside a medal because the president of the USA gave a medal to the Dalai Lama
Poetry hides behind Ms. Nowak because poetry likes to watch Ms. Nowak
Poetry hides around Santa Claus because poetry wants a gift
Poetry hides on top of the cloud because poetry is a god
When I am Alone
I am Dr.Seuss and Anne frank
I wonder how people can walk inside the
Statue of Liberty.
I hear crunchy munch
I want to eat the shiny red apple.
I feel enthusasiam
I dreamed Ms.nowak have two baby
I understand my ESL homework.
I try to write poetry.
I am worry that Chinese will take Tibetan freedom.
I am Peace of the Earth.
Comments
chemi it's so sad that china