Yo tengo un bello sueño
Yo tengo un bello sueño Sueño que estoy en una nave espacial y que viajo afuera en una galaxia. Sueño que no exista más la violencia y que exista la paz en el alma. ¿Que sueñas? Sueño con la noche y...
View ArticleHere and Now I Love You
Here and now I love you. You make the moon blue. You make my every wish come true. People always want the sun to walk slower when you are here and the night to go by quickly so they can see you...
View ArticleAli
Do you know that there are two layers of love and joy inside and outside? Look deeper, because I understand the color of the sun; and there is nothing more I could ask for than a life like the color...
View ArticleIt Can Wait
I see what you’re trying to do I promise Many believe that words gave us life So you type and you swipe Your numbers and letters To give life to a maximum of 160 characters In your driver’s seat...
View ArticleThe River Home
Home is a River Flowing perfectly in silence Like a big rock for support The waves crash against the Sand, washing away All obstacles in my way By Maejon, 7th grade Click the link above to listen...
View ArticleYo soy (I Am)
Soy de México donde viven mis abuelos. Soy de las gotitas que me caen en mi cara. Yo soy de mi mamá que me abraza y me susurra cuando me duermo. Soy del sonido del canto de los pájaros. Soy del...
View ArticleGuardian of Kids
My mom is the ferocious dragon Defending her egg on the lake. My mom is the queen of nature And defender of homes. She always lets me have The last piece of food at the dining table. My mom is the...
View ArticleMy Name
My name, to me, in English means fire, And water, raging and fighting, but not Very different, in all they are friends, It smells like mint, burning and sighing, Crackling and dying, My name has a...
View ArticleWhat Is
Funny is when you see an animal that plays Music is a joyful journey through your heart. Writing is your imagination taking you to different places. Reading is a race to knowledge. Flowers are the...
View ArticleI Can Write From
I can write from an arrow of fire of the cruelness of this world. I can write from a sword of ice of all the cold hearted people in our earth. I can write from a rainbow feather of the kindness of my...
View ArticleHope
The ocean writes notes to those who seek its majestic treasure of beauty. My future is swallowed by those who disturb its tranquility. Belief cries and sounds like a person’s heart being double...
View ArticleOde to Ink
Crushed from the black rock captured in a bottle of dark gold like gunpowder in musket on paper black as night wandering in the shadows like a spider waiting for its prey captured in its web ink like...
View ArticleWhen a Sheep Dreams
When sheep dream They don’t look up at the sky, but their heads are filled with clouds floating quietly this way and that By Alashia, 4th grade Click the link above to listen to the poem read on...
View ArticleMist of the Night
In the mist of the night, I zoned to sleep. An antelope, very fleet, at tremendous speed crashed through my body into my heart to ram and break or carry away those bad things breaking my heart. It...
View ArticleChange
Sometimes I don’t like change but then I remember how leaves turn red and gold, then fall of and then grow back again bright green. I remember change is part of the life cycle and I’m okay with it....
View ArticleA Story to Tell
My eyes have a story to tell. I was born in a place that freezes the ground. Life was beautiful before the war. Now I am devastated. I feel like the world has come to an end. There is no house, there...
View ArticleWhat am I?
I am in the center of a galaxy. I am a circle or a sphere. I am black. Light cannot escape from me. Flying objects get sucked into me. It is very silent where I live. What am I? A black hole! By...
View ArticleFuture Traveler
I’m the brightest parrot flying in the jungle. I’m the sugar in the coffee, maybe the salt to the sour salad. I’m the moon that glistens in the dark; he’s like the sun to the sunset. We are the peak...
View ArticleFarewell National Poetry Month
This April, Writers in the Schools celebrated National Poetry Month and the power of the imagination, reaching 2.3 million people in Houston and beyond! Student words were spread through H-E-B markets,...
View ArticleGrocery Poems
What if food could talk? During April WITS showcases food-themed poems written by Houston students, reaching 600,000 customers at four H-E-B markets: Montrose, Buffalo Speedway, Bunker Hill, and San...
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