Category: Poems

Sweaty palms
Shaking hands
Throbbing fingers
White as ice
Red as a tomato
But I won’t let go
I won’t…
I won’t…
I can’t…
I can’t…
I didn’t.

Buildings tower
Over tiny street lights
The wind plays softly
A quiet whisper in the night
The cars below
Are bees in a swarm
Of honking Hot Wheels
That try to keep warm
I take a deep breath
As a plane whooshes by
So this is what it feels like
To truly be up high.

White fields stretch
as far as the eye can see.
Pine trees spike out
covered in milky frost.
Green shrubs
turned completely white.
Thin trees look as though
they could shatter with one touch.
Thick snowflakes fall
and land on children’s tongues.
This stuff,
this is snow.
Not the mushy, dirty, sloshy stuff.
This is snow.
This is magic.

With a jolt of my stomach
I jump down the stairs
Hoping I’m not too late
I jump in line next to Mom
And sigh with relief
The seconds left: Twenty eight
I count with my brother,
We jump up and down
As the countdown reaches 10
And suddenly
it’s 2014
I hug my Mommy close again
My brother and I
Bounce off the walls
Trying to be the first to touch
Every nook and cranny
Of our house
But I collapse on the couch;
It’s too much!
But I was the first
In 2014
To open my door and say,
“2014!”
A new year begins,
Hip, hip, hooray!
And as I hug all the relatives
I think to myself
What do I wish for this year?
And I realize all I want to accomplish
Is spreading hope far and near.
So for your resolution,
Don’t just say
“Be kind”
Help somebody else,
And use your mind.

A big fancy dinner
Where grandparents come
And we get to open a present,
Just one
Then brand new pj’s
And an ornament
Our letters to Santa
Have been sent.
The cookies are out
For St. Nick to eat
And our Christmas tree
Looks really neat
As I stand in the sunroom
I think to myself
Six hours away
Are Santa and an elf
I make sure the advent calendars
Are up to date
Then jump into bed
Just after eight!
The sugar plums dancing
Around in my head
Make me sleepy
For I am watered and fed.
And although this Christmas
Isn’t all white
Merry Christmas to all,
And to all a good night.

There are 8 presents under the tree
And not a single one is for me!
There are 12 presents under the tree
And not a single one is for me!
There are 15 presents under the tree
And not a single one is for me!
There are 24 presents under the tree
And not a single one is for me!
There are 37 presents under the tree
And not a single one is for me!
It’s Christmas Eve,
Oh geez!
What did I do?
I bought presents for you!
There are no presents left under the tree
I guess I can’t read,
17 were for me.

Look.
The world seems flat though it is round.
Look.
Most dogs you see weren’t bought at the pound.
Look.
Some people are evil, no matter how nice they seem.
Look.
There is truth in everything, even a dream.
Look.
Life is hard, but a story of. . .
Look.
… hard work, happiness, and true love.