Poetry Bites

Red Sings From The Treetops

"Red splashes fall trees,
seeps into every vein
of every five-fingered leaf.
Red swells on branches
bent low.
Red: crisp, juicy
crunch!"

This Is Just To Say

to Bobby

What Girls Want

Girls want a lion with a great shaggy mane.
Girls want a horse fast and sure.
Girls want a coyote that sings with his heart.
Girls want an eagle, soaring through the mountains.
Girls want a breeze that whispers its name.
Girls want a snowfall that makes the world new.
Girls want a dog that wags all over.
Girls want a cat that purrs to the moon.
Girls want a hedgehog that carries its own armor
but doesn't
always
use it.
Just to let you know.

by Maria

I have a poetry crush on Joyce Sidman!