Young Poets Society - featuring poets from Sloat Elementary

Being Young

I still remember the younger digits -

Having my blanket,

Sucking on my pacifier,

Sleeping by the fireplace.

I also remember the accidents Falling down the looooong stairs Bumping my head Knocking over furniture

Those days are forever left behind- Now I have big grades Preparation for Colossal middle school I shall never forget the second I turned ten 6:02:59 AM Still awake Counting the endless seconds 6:03:00 AM I'm a whole new person I feel good But I still miss those days when I could be cuddled- Having a sippy cup, Eating and spilling tofu mash (yummy!), Homemade baby food, Rocking crib, Thinking a regular cup was a sippy cup and getting water in my nose First time trying noodles Putting a rubber duckie into the bathtub to test for sharks Those memories never to happen again

-Andrew, Sloat Elementary

Young Poets Society - featuring poets from Sloat Elementary

Alex's poem about rivers was inspired by Mary Oliver's nature poems. The Rivers of the World

Rivers are outstanding, They hold lots of joy, Like the fishes carrying on with their lives, And the waters filled with colorful rocks, A variety of nature, In different forms, But the thing that I enjoy the most, Is the purity it contains.

-Alex, Sloat Elementary

Young Poets Society - featuring poets from Sloat Elementary

Hayden's poem was inspired by Mary Oliver's nature poems. Untitled

I walk alone, I walk alone, On this shady path, far away from home. I hope one day, I will find my way. Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, maybe never. My cats walk with me now. Just us, on this shady path.

-Hayden, Sloat elementary

What Do Days Do?

Untitled Do days go to a retirement home in Florida when his shift is over? Do they sleep and listen to Jazz all day? Is he best friends with the sun? Is he sad that he will never be used again? Is he sad that he will be just an ordinary day?

-Langstan, Sloat Elementary

Alley's Dog is Lost and Then Found!

Dog in the Forest

When I run, The leaves crunch Like bones. The cold breeze Smells like the quiet morning. Birds fly silently, Chirping only when Needed. As I walk, Animals scurry To hide. Then I stop! I hear around behind me. I turn around and BOOM! There she was, My dog, So unexpected. How did she get out? It's a mystery.

-Alley, Sloat Elementary

Albort Rememebrs When He Could Rule the World

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I just miss the time when I had the power To be anything. The strength, the power I had to rule the World in the mysterious wonders in my backyard. My dog as a servant, the servant of amazing Imaginations. As long as I live, I won't stop believing these Amazing memories, just not as deeply.

-Albort, Sloat Elementary