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Moving Words Series XVI

The student poems below have been chosen to be displayed on Arlington Metobuses from January through March, 2003.

BELLS

Bells can be loud.
They can be put on trains.
Bells are almost everywhere
But they aren’t on eggs.

Isaac L. J. Locke
1st Grade, Tuckahoe Elementary School

POEM

Little blossoms drift
Leaving their home for the cherries
Carpeting the ground

Aster Acer
3rd Grade, Taylor Elementary School

ALIKE

She spoke.
It wasn’t the same language.
She held my hand.
It wasn’t the color of mine.
She laughed.
It was the same way that I did.
And that’s when I realized
That we’re all the same.
Down on the inside.

Marilyn Guerrero
5th Grade, Barrett Elementary School

PINK

What is pink?
Pink is the doorbell clink,
and the slippery soap in the sink.
Pink are your thoughts when you think.
Strawberry ice-cream is a great shade of pink,
and the inside of a watermelon juicy and sweet.
Pink is the cute little baby you meet.
It’s a new carnation flower growing on the bush,
and it’s the smell of my mom’s perfume
When she passes me in a rush.

Mukti Islam
5th Grade, Barrett Elementary School

CHILDHOOD

When I was little I wished I were big
but now I wish the opposite
I wish I were young again
to run wild without a care
no one to stop me
but now
all hope is lost
should I be happy
or should I not
I am big and I wish to be small

Amar Mukhtar
6th Grade, Kenmore Middle School

RENT PARTY

A warm glow as you drop in some change
When you look at all the smiling men
The ladies dressed in long beads
And dancing dresses that move over
The floor in the next room where
Jazz slides in one ear and smoothly
Out the other as the bright colors
Of people slide around in the invisible
Music that although unseen can
Tell them just how to move

Kathy Kane
7th Grade, Kenmore Middle School

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