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Gone By Snowfall

The Arkansas Writers In The Schools Anthology1993

WITS Director 1992-93: Sonya ReevesProgram Coordinator: James WhiteheadAnthology Editors: Brad Barkley, Susan PeraboProofreaders: Randolph Thomas, Cody WalkerCover Design: Brad Barkley, Susan PeraboWinter Motifs: Matt Blake, Dan TessitoreThe title of this year's anthology is taken from the poem"Autumn Leaves" by Rachael Pirani of Marion SeniorHigh School.

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About This Anthology ..

The 1992-1993 Arkansas Writers in the SchoolsProgram is a project of the Arkansas Arts Council,the National Endowment for the Arts, and theUniversity of Arkansas at Fayetteville. The programis staffed by members of the University's Programsin Creative Writing and Translation.

We would like to express our gratitude to all of thestudents, educators, and administrators whoparticipated in WITS during the 1992-1993 schoolyear and who supported the program with muchneeded donations and devotion. We also wish torecognize the following people who make WITSpossible: Beth Reeves ofResearch Accounting; Dr.Kenneth Kinnamon, Chairman and Director ofComposition; Rhonda Benish, Office Manager of theEnglish Department; English Department SecretariesNancy Saunders and Peggy Moore; Dr. DonOusterhout, Director ofResearch and SponsoredPrograms; and the members of the staff of theUniversity ofArkansas Printing Services, who havehelped us tremendously in producing a qualityanthology each year.

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VISITING WRITERSBay Anapol Alison Apotheker Carol BabylonMary Beth Baken

Brad Barkley Virginia BellottSabrina ChesneSha'an Chilson Gerard DonovanMargaret DornausJim Frank David GavinSeth Goodman Kristen Hall Roger JohnsonJay Karr Cindy King

Don LeeGraham LewisMark Lewis Sunil NepaliElizabeth OehlkersJohn Patzer Susan PeraboCarrie Pomeroy David Pratt

Sonya Reeves Jay PrefontaineDan TessitoreJohn Thompson Randolph ThomasRob TillettDerek Van Lynn Katrina VandenbergCody Walker Bob Zordani

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Adkins Elementary SchoolJacksonville, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Betty ArnoldVisiting Writers: Jay Karr, Graham Lewis

Driving Your BookI f a car was a bookthen the doors would flapopen. We wouldn't need streetsigns because we could readthe car. Instead of it rollingon wheels it would roll on thespme.Brandy Bridgeforth

UntitledI f a book was avolcano, then you wouldread way up high and whenyou got to a chapterthe book would explodeand the words would beeverywhere.Angela Baueman

I f my dad was a candy bar, hewould be sugar and caramel.Every time he would yell at meor tell me what to do, I wouldtake a big bite out of him untilhe was all gone.Eric Davis

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2-Headed Mother and Her 2-Headed BabyShe had a two-headedhusband. And when onechild had to go to thebathroom the other onedidn't want to go. Whenthe mother wanted tocut lettuce the othermother wanted to cutsausage. When the dadwanted to go wash hiscar the other one wantedto clean out the garage.And it was alwaysmixed up. You tryto read them, she writeshalf a sentence on one pageand the rest on the other!Tamaya Volz

UntitledWhen you walk in the museum of myself yousmell pizza, you see all different colors all overthe wall, you hear the sound of a cat meowingand a dog barking it feels like a nice summerday when you're walking in the park and then itstarts to rain and it feels like rain drops onyour head and shoulders and then you see abig flash of lighting and then you heara bird singing and a lion roaring and thenyou smell hamburgers then you see stars.Heather Skiver

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Ashdown High SchoolAshdown, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Judy DowdVisiting Writers :Michael Lippard, Jay PrefontaineYou Know You're In My Dreams WhenThe dolphins are in the cold bluesplashing around me like I'man orphan that they have taken in.You can hear the squeaking soundthat seems to say everything isO.K.The taste of the cold ocean airruns through your lungs as thesunlight beams down to warmyour pale face.The smell of salt is so strong itbums your nose like lemon juice on a cut.You reach down and get a softtingling on your fingers.The dolphin's skin feels likea wet beach toy.Sandy Parker Untitled

I'm a pretty old man of very few wordsI go to the park to feed the birdsI also watch the little kids playon a bench by the pond is where I stayI heard my name being called fromsomewhereI turned around but no one was thereI saw a little frog down at my feethe said that he saw me and thought weshould meetwe talked for awhile, just like an old friendbut then he left and I never saw him againGabe Sullivan

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Out of Bounds

Piece ofGumThere is a piece of gumbehind the first deskin the third row.I don't know what kindof gum it is.It is florescent greenand Jay almost stepped on it.He just kind of winged the moldon the side of it.It has tooth marks on itfrom some of the smaller roach herdsnibbling on it at night, and footprintsfrom the herds of larger roaches.It's been through a lot in its lifetime,anything can happen to it butit will never die.Gabe Sullivan

You know you are out of boundswhen you feel the sharpness of the chainlink fence on your face.You know you're out of bounds when you feelthe slob fall into your mouth from a dragonand it tastes like chicken hockey in yourmouth.You know you're out of bounds, the feelof snails running on your face.Keith Gulley

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Frog Talks To Elderly Man In The ParkI saw an old man in the park.He was about 80 and was real dark.I said hi and what's your name.He looked at me like I was insane. He didn'tknow what to say, just jumped rightup and ran away. I yelled and yelledfor him to come back, but the poor oldman would not look back. So I leaped andleaped til I jumped on his back, butthe poor old man had a heart attack.Charles Jones

"I Rode Into Hell On A Bone Crushing Bull"I'm in Santa Fe,it's time for the '93 National Finals Rodeo.It's a bright, sunny day,and my rope's on "1(}-K," ready to go.I nod my head for them to open the gate,"1(}-K" explodes from the chute, frothing with hate.He goes into a spin, and the world turns red.I think I see flames and demons, but no, wait,it's all in my head.I see a man in a red suit.Does he have horns?My heart and brain seem to be in my boots,which are extremely worn.To fall off now would surely mean death.I have to hold on. Hey Joe, take another breath.Oh Thank God, there goes the buzzer.An 8-second ride, I know I'll get money.This is the National Finals, and it's over, Buddy.Joe Clowers

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Skeleton Tree

Dead ArmadilloFaster and faster it comesThe armadillo looks, but never runs."It will not kill me, for I am an armadillo! "Moments later he can not go,

For he lies dead on the road.Bede Weithington

The Skeleton Tree is made up of bonesof teenagers, teenagers that drink and drive.I f a teenager is drinking and drivingand kills someone, he is hung on the Skeleton Tree.The Skeleton Tree is 100 miles high,and made up of teenagers who have killedfrom behind the wheel.The Skeleton Tree is worse than Hell,and every time a teenager kills someonethe Skeleton Tree rattles.Bolo Jones

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Berryville High SchoolBerryville, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Donna BlevinsVisiting Writers: Sabrina Chesne and Bay Anapol

This Waterfall

SometimesSometimes I think I am the wind,wading naked through a wheat fieldon a cloudless full moon night,feeling the cool earth beneath me,looking for myself.Isaac Cummings

This waterfall is like an endless train with its boxcarsstretching infinitely from back to frontnever stopping to unload passengers.This train like a cosmic lead ball fallingdown from the ceiling of the universe neverto reach the imaginary floor.The force of gravity forcing the lead ballto its endless fate is like time.Jeremy Saller

Thoughts Of A White BoySometimes I think I am a cat, angryat the owners who abused me. This catis like darkness, oppressedby the day into the nighttime hours. The darknessis like the black crayon, usedto color the outer edge of a figure. SometimesI think I am that black crayon.Andrew Wagner

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SometimesSometimes I thinkI am the rain, topplinglifelessly to the walkway like oceanwaves pulsating against the pale beaches of a California town.Large drops fallingwhile the sun is hiddensafely behind cotton caravansnestled in the sky.Katrina Summers

SometimesSometimes I think I am the seasoningon your steak,the flavoring of all your food, the spice thatgives you such an appetite.Sometimes I think I am the very reason you eatat all,but you always let me know I am nothingmore than the napkin with which you wipe your face.Beth Lessenberry

SometimesSometimes I feellike a broken arrowlike I am being sentinto the air,unforgivingI fly in silencemy destinationisn't anywhere.Erin Maxfield

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Blevins SchoolBlevins, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Ruth StelyVisiting Writers: Roger Johnson, Don Lee

UntitledI f books were rodeos, you couldround up the paragraphs andride wild ad verbs bareback. Youcould catch a lower case letter,feed it punctuation marks untilit grew to be a capital letter andyour best friend.Jim White

The museum of myself looks like a gold ring tarnished andgreen.The museum of myself smells like frying bacon calling me toawaken.The museum of myself feels like nails, hard and sharp, ready to rip the wood apart.The museum of myself tastes like cold pizza, the taste frozen in place or a drink ofwater at the end of a long race.The museum of myself sounds like the ocean's roar, whose soundyou cannot ignore.Eddie Spicer

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UntitledSo much dependsupona blindmanseeing with callousedhandsexplaining what we cannotseeRoderick Barnett

UntitledThis is just to sayI have taken the ringthat was on the tableand which you were goingto sell todayForgive me it was toonice to let it slipawayAnthony Williamson

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This Is Just To SayI have killed your dogthat was in the roadand which probablywas your favoriteForgive meHe was so slow.Brad Lane

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UntitledI have stolen your wallet inside ofyour pocketand which you thought was securely thereForgive me for giving you this false sense ofsecurity.Joey A chon

BlevinsBlevins looks like one pea in a bushel basketor one chicken in a chicken house.Blevins sounds like a diesel engine or sometimes like amouse running across the floor.Blevins feels like soft cooked rice and isrough like chicken-fried steak.Blevins tastes like grains of rust or water froma spring.Blevins smells like chicken manure or likefreshly-cut grass.12th grade class poem

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Bryant High SchoolBryant, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Nancy HillVisiting Writers: Sunil Nepali, Cody Walker

ApotheosisAn ethereal wolverine, gliding silentlyThrough the burnt sienna grasses of incohesiveness,While hordes of nonchalant businessmengesticulate haltingly with retributionOn the nihilistic paradox of utopia.James Rickett

An American DreamThis morning I was pushed out of my gushing waterbedby my drill sergeant mom who had a voice like an insomniac devil.For breakfast I had burnt toast with caviar and mayonnaise.Then I put on my rubber chicken hat and went to Chicken World.I swept up ruffled, Exxon-oiled feathers and moldy biscuit dough .I had outdated beef liver with hot molten tar for dinnerand I washed it down with Sunny Delight.To fix my waterbed I cut up my rubber chicken hat and patched upmy waterbed with my mom stuck inside.11th grade class poem

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Shan's Pet

I have a Tasmanian Devil for a pet,He's pink and chartreuse, and he hates getting wet;But he loves to masticate on all living things,And when the moon is full, he dances and singsShan Hand ey

The Aroma of Barbecued CatmeatToday I sprung out of bed to the sound of a rooster crowingAnd I had a breakfast of squirrel brain and spoiled horse's milk.I rode a purple pot-bellied pig to the chihuahua prison--in order to train them with the aroma of barbecued catmeat.The pig was devoured so I caught a ride on my friend's ostrich.For dinner I had cherry-flavored paper and washed it downwith liquid paper. Then I did some stuff.12th grade class poem

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The Man Without a NoseThere once was a man who lied so many timeshis nose rotted off.No one knew why he lied, all we knowis he always came to work and expressedto us that he flew over Japanand back and he a wokeat one time and saw "Mr. Ed" the horseat his door.We asked, "Why do you lie so much?"and he replied, ''I'm not, you're gonna dietoday." And with disbelief, I replied,"Your nose is going to rot off anytime."So, after his nose fell off, he diedand I kept his nose in a jarto remind me of a man who liedall the time.Melanie A ley

Motionin life's nomadic carwe very carefully moveupon the wretched curvesthat seem to throw us off-the evershifting gearsthat take us on our wayat one point start to rustand make the journey short-we pass upon the yardthat rests immobile coachesand pull along the roaduntil the brakes have stopped--Susan Tanner

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Central Junior High SchoolSpringdale, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Trudy CarnesVisiting Writers: Carol Babylon, Margaret Domaus,Sonya Reeves, John Thompson

Armadillo QuicheWhat if an armadillo were like a Quiche?you would have to plunge into the armadillo scrounging for the luscious partsyou enJoy.The armadillo's whistle is like the holes in the crust struggling to breathe.Travis B.

Timmy GrahmMy friend is running like a deer.He feels like his stomach is on fire.

NatureFalling deer gallop.Inside, we watched lightning crack.Branches of pine scream.8th grade group haiku

He smells the fresh air that is blowing on his ear.He tastes the dry bloody rubber like on a tire.He sees the finish line as he bursts with speed.He is thinking about all the strength that he would need to down another keg.The gun shots rumble through the ghetto.The herd of buffalo flew like a flock of geese.The specks of a lightbulb glittered through the haze.The fuzz off the sweater tickled theprickly hairs of the muscular arm.The strength of the egg was like a brick wallthat was almost impossible to break.Dwayne Drummond

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Worldly ThingsThe buffalo topples all hope-like a child born into the ghettoone lightbulb is not enough to light a roomas one sweater is not enough to warm cold children.I feel as if the world was a boiled eggshattered by spoiled dreams.Nikki Fletcher

The feeling is all around the ghettoAs you walk down the street over tom sweaters and broken lightbulbs,The smell of rotten eggs in the air,You imagine a buffalo taking its last few swaying stepsand think; why can't we all just live togetherMegan H.

--"'' "' -"_:-. : ..... GrandmotherThe sun was shining likea new bow ling ball on mygrandmother's usedpiano boughtat a thrift store that smeltlike a musty coffin. AsI picture the coffin in mymind I see a knife goingtoward my grandmothercutting the apple in her hand.Erin Stuart

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Long HairMy dad has long, stringy black hairwith gray strands in it.It sometimes reminds me of Bozo the Clown's hair.It resemblesan old raggy mop.He brushes it fast and furiouslyto get it combed.My dad likes his long hairbecause he couldn't have long hair when he was inthe Navy.Makes him feel he has freedom.Kellie Netherton

WormI work vigorously through the dirt.My skin feels like chapped lips.When I scream it sounds like silence.I struggle to free myself from a death sentence, a fish hook.When I look at fishermen I see the Grim Reaper.Rodney Ludwig

AngryIt looks like Elmo the pitbullattacking a five-year-old red-haired boy.It smells like the fumes from a dying fireor a sewer on a hot, humid day.It tastes like a chunk of a dog's tailand jalapenos.It feels like poking a thorn on a roseor a little blood vein sticking out.It sounds like half empty trashcansbanging against each otherand trains crashing.Ms . Karnes' class poem

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Central ElementaryBatesville, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Charlotte PillowVisiting Writers: Kristen Hall, Cindy KingThe Third EyeI have an eye in the middle of my headIt opens after I go to bedIt can see through the ceiling and the wallIt can see into my mom's room down the hall.My eye is big and roundSometimes it feels like it weighs a poundWhen it is closedIt feels like it froze.When my eye blinksMy right eye winksI am the only kid with a third eyeI have often wondered whyTara Crowson and Natalie Dailey

If the Floor Were the OceanThe floor would be black from octopus inkWe would have our toes swollen pinkfrom crab and lobster marksWe would be chased by Mako sharksThat would be no piece of cakeBecause we would be bitten by a sea snakeWe would be tangled in seaweedAnd then we would feedCameron Highsmith

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Garden snakeI am a garden snake.I like to wiggle in the cool mud.Little children play in the garden.I want to play too.I make my hissing sound. But the childrenran away.Why do they run from me?Little sprinkles fall from the sky ontomy hard scales.I go under a little hollyhock.I see a snail nibbling on it.I nibble too.I think hollyhocks are for tastless little bugs.The rain stops and the mud feels great!Bethany Riel

The WolfI am a wolf laying down inthe tall grassy forest and the wind soundslike a water fall falling down. I amthinking of a nice juicy rabbit to eat fordinner. I see tall grasses thick as myskin. When I touch my animal bodyI feel my fur as soft as a feather.When I wake up I feel my claws assharp as a butcher knife. I can see betterthan an eagle and I have a goodhearing. I can hear better than a dog.And I have teeth sharper than a razor blade.I smell flowers where I laylike dandelions and Easter Lilies.Jeremy Conway

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MouseI haven't had food for a whole week.I am beginning to think that thishouse was abandoned. It is totally silentas I have my eyes adjust to the darkness.I begin to see cupboards, a sink, anda dishwasher. When you feel me, youcan feel my short stiff hairs and miniature ribs,and when I breath, I smell dust.Andrea Weatherman

CheetahI am running as fast

SharkI'm a shark soaring under waterlooking for my prey. It soundslike boats clattering underwater. My skin feels like slimysandpaper. It smells like beer andgasoline been spilled. I cansee cans and treasures in frontof me, like gold coins and silver swords.Jesse Petry

as I can. I hear too manyMockingbirds. I am thinkingabout catching my prey. I seeroses wherever I go. Myfur coat is as smooth assilk. It smells like roses.Aaron Kelley

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Clarendon ElementaryClarendon, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Ginny ManattVisiting Writers: Brad Barkley, David Gavin

Feels like a whole bunch of snakes biting me.It feels like swords stabbing me.It feels like leeches sucking on me.It feels like elephants stomping on me.Shawn Mathews.

Class Poem

DoctorI slip on my white coat,a shiny silver needle in one hand,a bottle of pink smooth liquid in another.I go into a dark, odd smelling room.There on a flat bedlay a cold restless body.I stuck the needle into her pale, light skin.All along I knew I would make her better.Lashae Caldwell.

The alarm clock rang like the courthouse bells.I surfed out of my waterbed.I gobbled some waffles, seagrass, and pencils.I square danced with Frankensteinand rode a witch broom home.

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Boy Builds Nuclear Plant In His BasementIt grows like super grow hair.It smells like five-month-old penn chemicals.It feels like gushy guts.When I touched it, it smiled,then bit me like a greedy grumpy gorilla.And it looks like people eatingalready dead people.Bobby Gaither

MadMad smells like burning tiresMad sounds like an earthquake shaking ChicagoMad feels like being stung by a million beesMad looks like a burning car.J.R. Davenport

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My TractorBoom boom my tractor speaksOil me oil me please.Everytime I drive it,It goes putt putt down the road.Whenever I tum the wheel,Shriek shouts my wheelsI wish I had a tractor,One with at least two wheelsOne that don't have to rest allday.I don't think I need one,It's hard work anyway.Richard Edwards

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Moon MoonMoon! MoonLooks just likethe one I seenin the sky last nightKathy Semore

Love

Dopey Dolphin Falls in Love With SurfboardLook up on the surface, it's one of my kindI'll go up and chat, she won't mindWhoa! She's really moving along!So sturdy, so super, so very strongSomeone was riding her not long ago,A wave crashed down and he le t go.I'd talk with her, I really would,But you have to understand she's made out of wood.Stephen Rock

Love smells like a cloudsoanng.Love smells like a hot cherrypie.Love tastes like pink cottoncandy.Love sounds like a pianoplaying.Love feels like you haveno care in the world.Amanda Manatt

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Crawfordsville Elementary and High SchoolsCrawfordsville, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Rebecca BaileyVisiting Writers: Alison Apotheker, Carrie Pomeroy,David Pratt, Jay PrefontaineI Hear the OceanI hear the ocean that roars like a lionI hear the ocean that moans at nightI hear the ocean that talks to meI hear the ocean that is deeper than a poolI hear the ocean that reads my mindI hear the ocean that builds a wallI hear the oceanI hear the ocean that moves in motionI hear the ocean that covers the worldI hear the ocean that knows the seashellI hear the ocean that touches the skyI hear the ocean that always wavesI hear the ocean that goes around and aroundI hear the ocean.Phesonya Christian

CrawfordsvilleCrawfordsville smells like cottonburning brightly in the sunset.Crawfordsville sounds like radiosblaring, trains screeching, and airplanesbuzzing. Crawfordsville feels likesoft cotton, green grass, and rockygravel. It tastes sweet like cottoncandy, and tastes bitter like beansrotting in the ground.Floyd Michael Thompson

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A Rough Night in CrawfordsvilleOn a Friday night, you know you're in CrawfordsvilleBy the football game,With bright lights and no people.There are more cheerleaders than fans.Popcorn bags, Coke cups, and empty Skittles bags litter the ground.You smell burning popcorn and football players' sweaty socks.When the train rolls around,It's louder than the fans.You have to speak up to hear each other.As you walk on the dampness of the grass,You see a shadow under the bleachersSometimes more than one.Group poem--Mr. Moody's 12th grade class

UntitledI see some clouds that form like jewelryI see some clouds with eyes of furyI see some clouds tears of joyI see some clouds that look like a bogI see some clouds.I touched some clouds with skin of laceI touched some clouds with hand of graceI touched some clouds with hair of maneI touched some clouds.Ramon Boylsinse

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I Know Some TrainsI know some trains that go verylong.I know some trains that sing asong.I know some trains.I know some trains that eat theau.I know some trains that get youthere.I know some trains.I know some trains that makeyou mad.I have some trains you wishyou had.I know some trains.I know some trains that runthrough my head.I know some trains.I know some trains that reallycook.I know some trains that's likea book.These trains are all the same trains.Trina Washington

ShadowI walk behind youI am blackWhen I move you moveWhen you move your mouth I move my mouthWhen you make a sound I don't make a soundWhen you move your feet I move my feetMichelle Lambert

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I Have Some FlowersI have some flowers that move like treesI have some flowers that bum like woodI have some flowers that feel like velvetI have some flowers that are red like an appleI have some flowers that freeze like waterI have some flowers.I have some flowers that dress like a modelI have some flowers that swims like a fishI have some flowers that's white like milkI have some flowers.I have some flowers that green like grassI have some flowers that spreads like a blanketI have some flowers that speaks like a voiceI have some flowers that's hard like a bookI have some flowers.I touch some flowers that smells like baconI have some flowers that's soft like cottonI have some flowers that pretends like a actorI have some flowers that dances like wolvesI have some flowers.I have some flowers that are cold like winterI have some flowers that are fresh like springI have some flowers that glows like a bulbI have some flowers that are yellow like a shirtI have some flowers.

I have some flowers.Ora Bunton

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Earle Elementary and High SchoolsEarle, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Tish ThomasVisiting Writers: Alison Apothoker, Carrie Pomeroy,

Cheetahs

UntitledI am a school woman, not a fool woman.I am a fruit woman, not a root woman.I am a people woman, not a steeple woman.I am a queen woman, not a green woman.I am a flower woman, not a tower woman.I am a lovely woman, lovely as a rose.I am a petite woman, petite as your nose.I am a beautiful woman, beautiful as dew.I am a smart woman, smart as Libby Lou.I am a funny woman, funny as you.I am a running woman, fast as the wind.I am a loved woman, loved like a friend.I am a cunning woman, cunning as can be.I am a loving woman, loving can't you see.I am a living woman, living proud and free.Terrie Lenoir

I f I were a cheetah the ground would feel gentle and smooth.The antelopes would taste like ice creammelting on a hot summer day.The flowers would smell like honey hotmelting the day away.Donny White

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My Dad the Halloween MonsterMy dad works and works untilHe looks like a monster with mudAll over him.He has dust all overToo. He looks like a HalloweenPumpkin sometimes. He's funny, too.He is a farmer.When he gets homeHe scares me.Chris Lowrey

If I Was a CatI f I was a cat, the ground would feelall nice and soft like the bed I sleep on at night.The air would smell sweet like a rose.I would have my own little bowlIt would be orange like me, with white stripes around it.What I'd have for breakfast---kitten bitsJust like my cat, for lunch I'd have dead miceJust like my cat, for dinner, guess what I'd eatSteak and spagety' s.While I'm playing I see a dog.I tried to run, but he caught me.I felt him trying to bite me. So IScratched at him. I guess I scratched him becauseHe le t me go. I ran to my house, and scratchedOn the door and my master let me in.Carla Williams

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UntitledI am a hwnan man who loves to shoot poolI am a unfunky man-- some say I'm a foolI am a woman's man-- some want to fightI am a bird man who takes a 3:00 a.m. morning flightI am a dotted elephant man with lots of might

I am a man.I am a crazy man who loves to thinkI am a money man that buys my cars pinkI am a loveable man who buys all my girls a minkI am a unalcoholic man that doesn' t drinkI am a black man that Malcolm X hit with a sink

I am a man.I am a unbeatable man who never been beatI am a dancing man who uses his feetI am a quick man who takes off with a blastI am a unstoppable man who moves very fastI am a questionable man who always has to askI am a man.Jeramie Alexander

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Evening Shade High SchoolEvening Shade, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Glenda HopperVisiting Writers: Margaret Domaus, Gerard Donovon

UntitledMy brother is playingHe feels the soldiersHe smells the gunpowerHe hears the explosionsHe tastes the warHe sees deathHe moves like an innocent angelHe is thinking about peaceanonymous

Visions of WhiteI see fieldspondsCoyotes runningin the bammice at playgnawing on bridlesof old, rough leatheryellow hay, white miceBright sunlightleaving the barnan old farm housethe sun shinesBlurred visions of whiteMaLinda Morgan

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My ChairI walkto the barnI see chipping paintsunlight off the tin roofI am blindedMy spirits riseThe weedscrowd the barnclutching the sidesI hear windwhipping cattailsin the pondI feel grasstangled on my anklesI open the doorI am greeted by a musty odorI see the hay green with ageI see dustcaught in sun beamsfloating byI walk to the comerand see a chairfrom long agofaded from sunI sitI hear the creak of woodI am saddenedI feel like the chairlong forgottenI slowly walkto the pondI see my reflectionrippled by raindropsI smell rainI lay downI see the gray skyI feel like the chairold and unwantedmy heart is like the chairbroken by being unused.C hrissi Reynolds

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HaikuMoon filled with lifeover the neutral boatdrifting on death riverJohnnie Rowland

HaikuFly high birdOver the treesToward the sunJoslyn Smith

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UntitledBig old barn, old rusty tin roof, weathered oak walls.Playing mother to old tools and baby calves.Sheltering the ground beneath it.What would the old walls say if they could speak?Surrounded by mother nature and wildlife:Tall golden brown grass and huge green trees.John Shands

Broken DreamsSo much dependsupona old, brokendreamwashed with detergentsoapbeside the clothes lineNatalie Smith

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My teacher is lecturing about historyShe feels the cold book in her handShe smells the chalk dustShe hears the kids whisperingShe tastes the sweat in the airShe sees the dim light of the roomShe breathes like a frail tulipShe is thinking about cats in the night airNatalie Smith

UntitledLove is like soupThe more you putIn it the better it gets.Amanda Sisk

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Gentry Middle SchoolGentry, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Karen DigbyVisiting Writers: Mark Lewis, Cody Walker

UntitledForests are funOver the trees where the birds can flyRustling of leaves makes many nice soundsEvery tree is a very special thingSplashes on ponds come from crystal clear waterTeasing of squirrels is just the sight to seeNicholas Sewart

Nice KissThe neighbor screamed, "Hot Dog!" looked out and saw my dog Dingocollapse to ashes. I called 911 and the ambulance zoomed up in a Texassecond and splattered my other dog Bingo in a New York second. I missedthe bus so I hitchiked a ride with leather-face to my job at the chicken-slicingfactory. I felt chickens pecking at me and smelled chicken kidneys andchocolate. I got fired because I broke the machine by sticking my hand in it.I fell in the sewer and floated home. Unfortunately, my blind date, FatAlbert 's mother arrived early. She sprayed me with woodland strawberry airfreshener. After our date, we cleaned up Dingo 's ashes with a Vanna White

made vacuum and kissed Fat Albert's mom good-night.3rd period 6th grade class

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6 Ways To Look At An AlienHave you ever tasted an alien? I have, it tastes like spinach. It's nasty.What about smelling an alien? Gosh they smell like the garbage dump.When they talk they make noise like an elephant. I f you touch them you stickto them because they have suction cups on their body. The one I amazinglysaw had a light blue trunk for a nose and it was so fat it couldn't fit through adoor. It was dark blue with light blue dots on it!He was very grumpy. He wrote on a piece of paper that he hadn't slept in afew hundred years.Matt Webster

I Fell Out Of BedI fell out of bed to the sound of the fire alarm. I was shocked by the greensun hovering and sweating in the slimy sky. I tumbled down the fire escapeand crashed through McDonald's kids room sunroof where I ate hashbrownsblack as the charred ruins of my house. I pedaled my tricycle to work whereI make everlasting Gob. Stopping for dinner, I cooked monkey tails indinosaur saliva. I moved into an erupting volcano.1st period 6th grade class

AliensSomeone saw a weird looking spaceship and she screamed. The aliens eatbaseballs and chalk. They sound like the alphabet going backwards. Theyfeel slimy. They have six eyes, two in front, two in back and one on eachside.Amanda Gray

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Greenbriar Elementary and Junior HighGreenbriar, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Janice JonesVisiting Writers: Ginny Bellott, Kristin Hall,Elizabeth Oehlkers, Denise Rogers

Zebra ArtistsZebra artist, zebra artistwhere are you

I need you to draw, draw, drawyou do not get paid toplay and eat andplease, please draw forme.Phillip Russel

The Day The Teacher Tried To Teach Social StudiesMrs. Clark is teaching about slaveryShe feels the air from the air conditionerShe smells cough drops and chalk dustShe hears the air conditioner engine andpencils rolling on desksShe tastes cool waterShe sees all the kids looking at theirbooksShe's thinking about her pay checkChad Smith

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My CatMy cat is lazily sleepingdreaming dreams of micewho don't like to be nice.He feels the anger boiling inside himfor those mice are playing jokes on him.So he sets a trap that smells of cheese, that tastesgood,and when the mice smell the cheese, they'recaught, all lonely and sad.My cat just laughs and cannot stop'til I wake him to play.Rebecca J . Jones

If Bells Were English MuffinsI f bells were English muffins you'd eat them,and they'd go ding dong. Then the libertybell would be the liberty muffin. And the Englishmuffin would be the English bell. You'd ringthem and they'd fall apart.Anthony#6

If Grass Were KneesThey would bend all the timeand rest when they were tired.They would smell sweet.They would wear pants in thewinter so they won't be cold.JeftMessenger

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What Would A Tornado Taste LikeA tornado may taste like bark orwood from trees pulled from the ground,or dingy from the dirt and mud. A tornadomay taste sweet from the com picked

up, or like flesh from people,caught up in it. A tornadomay taste like wool from sheepor lambs, or wood, brick andshingles from buildingstom down. A tornadomay taste like plasticmetal from chairsof a schoolhouse.A tornado may

taste likesorrow ofpeoplefar&near.

Karri Miller

My friend is dancing in a gigantichall.She feels the eyes of the strangers watching her.She smells the chocolate chip cookiesat the large snack table.She hears the elegant music flowingthrough the hall.She tastes the fumes from her sweetperfume.She sees the musician playing thesmall, brown violin.She is happy like a little girlseeing the sunset for the firsttime.She is thinking about the firsttime her father danced with her.Renee Moore

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You Know You Are In A Pickup When ..You are on a mountain road.And the essence of wildflowers fills your truck cab.On the right you seethree little butterflies flingaround the flowers. As yougo around some trees youhear the song of the bluebird.Your mouth turns dry when you gounder a precious waterfall.You reach down and grab your cokeand take a sip.You stop and get out of yourtruck and pick a flowerthat you like.Roger Williams

UntitledLightning tastes like a fiery jalapeno pepperfried to a crisp, or a mouthful of dry sandthat warmed under the sun.Lightning tastes like a person giving mea mouthful of bad news.Jennifer Adams

This Is Just To SayI have taken your preciouslove that was in your heartand which you were probablysaving for a sad, rainy dayForgive me it was so warmand tender.Lorrie Trammell

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UntitledMy grandfather is like a big bear.He feels rough and his fingers are like big claws.He sees through the eyes of a bear, especially at dinner time.He hears his enemies as they walk along his path.He tastes like fresh salmon, just picked up out of the water.He smells like a bear's fur with the sunshine on it.He is groaning like a bear that has just killed its prey.He is thinking he is the king of the forest.Jeremy Millerallet

UntitledMy brother is shooting pool.He feels the slickness on the pool stickfrom the chalk he has put on it.He sees the sly expression on the faceof his opponent.He hears the balls crashingagainst each other as he jerksthe stick back after makinghis shot.He tastes the big, fresh mouthfulof Skoal he has just stuck in his mouthbefore the game.He smells the smell of the cigarette smokethat fills the air in the pool hall.He is laughing like a hyenawhile he is thinking how stupidhe was for letting this guyhustle him.Misty Britton

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Lee ElementarySpringdale, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Angela WootenVisiting Writers: Sha'an Chilson, Elizabeth Oehlkers

Woman Falls OfT Speeding Train -Looking For The BathroomShe was

yelling and jumping up and downI got to go and she opened thewrong door and there she wentTrinity Smith

Bird-Watcher Records His Dad's VoiceFrom Beyond The GraveI was listening to the sounds of the birds around my neighborhoodn a cool Sunday morning then I heard a sound of aman his voice was very pale and grouchy I could see itwas coming from a cemetary behind my house but I tried to

it by concentrating on the sounds but every minutegot louder so I went to see what it was, it was the corpsef my dad it got louder, and louder then it perished like icewhen you put it in hot waterark

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If Eggs Were Peanut ButterI f eggs were peanut butter I would be eatingan egg yoke and jelly sandwich. I would eat yoke spreadon biscuits. I would have to crack shells to get Peanutbutter on my bread. I would be looking at a yellowand purple sandwich. My sandwich would be sizzling.Robert Lambert

The Little Old LadyThe little old woman was in thekitchen with her brown and green apronon. She was making Thanksgiving dinner.The little old lady is making Ham in spaghettisauce for the dinner. She sees smoke comingout of the oven. She is tasting her broccoli inwhip cream. The lady is feeling the heat comingoff the hot stove. She hears the microwave beepingsignaling that it is done. She is thinking aboutwhy nobody is coming over for dinner.Briana Renda

Dr. LittleDr. Little lives in a medicine bottle.Everyday he smells aspirin and sees needlesshooting in and out of people's arms. He hearspeople screaming for their moms and dads.I f they scream they get a sucker. Dr. Littletries to scream so he can have a suckerbut nobody hears him. He feels awful andwishes he could get out. He is thinking abouthis children and if they are alive or not.Bobbi Jo Dor'e

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I f Soda Cans Were HampstersIf soda cans were hampstersyou wouldn't be able to drink out ofthemthey would bite your nosesand claw your faceIf soda cans were hampstersthey would be furry and tickleyour noseAnd you would have to feed themand clean horrible messes.If soda cans were hampstersyou would be out of your mindMisti Kinney

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I'm CrazyI'm crazy, at least that'swhat people say.I live in a hospital, wear cowears, and moo all day.I used to live in a pastureand eat hayBut then they took meawayNow I'm here in the hospitalevery dayMisti Kinney

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Mammoth Springs ElementaryMammoth Springs, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Janet KingVisiting Writers: James Frank, Jay Karr

Gray PaperThere once was a smallbut very intellectuallittle goat. One day hewas walking along a gravelpathway where he founda little book that he was boundto love. So he picked it upand looked inside and founda piece of gray paperand it started orbitingthe goat.Danielle Tyson

Holy GooseThere was a moon that was madeout of grass. Around that moonpurple tarts were floating.The moon was green instead of yellow.I like watching the moon changeinto different shapes before I goto bed. There were gloomy pepperson that moon and a white nosestuck out of it every night.Tony Knox

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RacketRacket is like a bandthat has had no practice,so awful that the ceiling fell,so loud that the dogs blew up,so noisy that the people ran in terror.Kimberly Kersey

My Hand IsI killed Jimmy and a dogwith my handI hitchiked to St. Louiswith my handDaniel Carrol

Some Old ManOn another boring day I made acrumpled up old man out of my hands.He looked real old.That afternoon I built him a house.Instead of on land he sunkin the mud by a tree.That night in the dark I madea dog and acted like he ate a candy bar.He spit it out. I guess it was burnt.Leigh Ann Maddeaux

My HandsWith my hand I can feelmy tan dog that hops.With my hands I can playwith my cute kitten and feelhow soft she is. With my handsI can touch the old red truckwhile it runs.Lacey Manes

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UntitledThere's a place where the trees blow good smell,Where the moon glows like a sun,And the river shines like glassKimberly Rogers

My hands can steal like you, Larry BirdThey can shoot slick shots like you,Michael Jordan.My hands can dribble like you,Magic Johnson.My hands, my beautiful handsare fast and smooth.Kim Johnson

DrynessDryness is like a fish out of waterDryness is like a sandy desertDryness feels like a grinder in my throatDryness is like an empty glass of waterDryness is like an emptiness in my bladderDryness is like an empty river bedDryness is like a pile of dustDryness, the emptiness in my heartCameron Crowe

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Marion Senior High SchoolMarion, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Barbara GaltelliVisiting Writers: Robb Tillett, Cody Walker

What Does A Book Feel Like?Tired of being opened & closed.Tired of people throwing me up & down.Tired of people flipping through the pages without reading me.But most of all I hate saying the same thing over & over again.Matt Austin

6000 Dinosaurs Found In Cave Using 20th Century TechnologyWe thought by acting extinct humans would forgetabout us. Now that they've found us all American forceshave been called in to kill us. That's the last time I vote forBush!!! Dino special elite forces teams are ready tofire upon earth i f Bush is reelected. Hey get thosereporters out of here.Bill Earnood

Aliens Arrive From MarsAliens arrive from Mars. Littledid we know that they come cars. All the littlealien kids and alienettes. Come in brightcolor corvettes. All the Papa's and future to bedads. Come in dark color porsches that werereally really rad. But I sure do hate theyhave to go back to Mars. Because me andmy friends stole their cars.Darvis Harvey

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The PlaceWhat is a waterlall?A place where you can goTo play all dayEvery day.Reaching downFrom the sky.All the way down like a white sheet in the wind.Listen to the soundListen all day.Casey Hinton

Autumn LeavesAs cold weather comesUnwelcome sometimes,The leaves of trees fallUtterly silentMany are red, some are gold,Naturally turning autumn hues.Leaves burning in pilesEmit an acrid smell.A group of leaves rustles in the wind.Voicing a fmal goodbyeEager to be gone bySnowfall.Rachael Pirani

Vikings: The Never-Ending Quest(inspired by the Vikings of the 13th century)Dinky donuts on the wallArrows going through the hallVikings coming down the Arctic OceanIn a really speedy motionDarting through the endless seaDavid H.

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Our Lady of Holy SoulsLittle Rock, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Gretchen GowenVisiting Writers: Gerard Donovan, Jay Karr, Mark Lewis,Derek Van Lynn

I'm an ant in nature.

UntitledSnow covers tall grass.Trees with white bare skin.Mountains thick, tall, and white.Icy rocks waiting to meltYell ow suns become blue.Animals frightened with hunger.Lauren W a/lace

shaking wings.the sky.r in the air.Corbin

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HeatRiding your bike and sweating.The sun burning a tree.A chicken being cooked in an oven.Heat is ice being melted,a greenhouse in summer.Josh Hart

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Snow lands like a flat ballmountains are hurting the skytrees look like blooming flowersScott Gallsgher

mountains cover birds with darknesstrees cling the slurping mudAs I watch it all happen,I fell in a ditch with thebubble bath and the faces ofthe trees greener than her hairsbarking in summer. Where? Wheredoes it come from? It comes from thesnakey path, the crystals of clouds.Eddie St. Amour

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UntitledSnow is soap bubbles floatingin a bathtub.Maple trees are a ball of stars on a post.Mountains are people wearing baseballcaps.Mary Kremers

Snow glistens like a doveMountains are vast like the skyTrees sway like a swanI came upon a purple treeIn the purple tree there were green birdsThe green birds had an orange nestIn the orange nest there were red eggsIn the red eggs there were light green birds.Lyndsey McKay

InvadersA bunch of mengathered in a fieldto see the lights in the skyThe green man came downin the air.His eyes one blue, black, orange.His body tall, the teethsmall.He was going to invade Earthtake it over for more land.Then one man shook hishand and said how come youare the only one.Trey Flynn

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Bug ExterminatorDing! Dong! I ring the bell"Come in" they tell meI start right a way"Look upstairs" they sayI trudge up the green carpetedstairs and see a few roachesrun across my pathSsss! I spray them and they're deadI start to look aroundThe family is a mess!A purple and pink striped sock hidesa black and green bugSsst! It's dead"Are you done yet?" says a lady's voice"Almost," I call backA wasp is lurking in a grease-stained pizza boxWhat slobs!Ssst! My work is doneBeth Saer

LoveLove is a big, warm hugLove is cuddling by the firewith a big stuffed bear.Love is letting your dogsleep in your bedLove is seeing your best friendwhom you haven't seen in monthsLove is writing a letter to yourmother while you' re awayMegan Johnson

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PainPain looks like the black and blue face of a boxerPain smells like the decaying body of a gang member,Pain feels like breaking your wrist.Pain feels like the blood of a tooth you just pulled.Pain sounds like a roach when it is squashed.Lauren H ami/ton

The WoodsWith curved armsTrying to catch you.With strange voicesSurrounding you.With many eyesLooking at you.Woods are like a darkCloud with trees.Marta Czernik

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Parkers Chapel SchoolElDorado, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Sandra BaileyVisiting Writers: Sha'an Chilson, Mark Lewis. Susan Perabo,Katrina Vandenberg

How To Know For Sure Your Retainer's In the TrashIt's the cold chill of realization that washes over youwhen your tongue hits the roof of your mouthand nothing's there. It's the dread of your orthodontist'sprobing look. It's knowing the napkin you so carefullywrapped it in is at the bottom of the can,buffeted by paper bags and milk cartons.It's the cold scream of despair that runs through youwhen your groping, frantic hand finds nothing.It's the dragging of your feet back to class,going over an array of stories to tell your motherwhen you get off the bus.Lummalee Carroll

How To Know For Sure There's No Santa ClausWhen your mom tells you on Christmas Eveto get into bed so she can put your presents out.When the toy you asked for still has the price tag on it.When the trailer doesn't have a chimneyand the doors are locked.Amy Jackson

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How To Know For Sure The President Is From ArkansasYou know for sure the President is from Arkansaswhen the Vice-President is from Tennessee.You know for sure the President is from Arkansaswhen the new Ambassador to the United Nations is Jack Daniels.You know for sure the President is from Arkansaswhen the bald eagle is replaced by a hound dog.You know for sure the President is from Arkansaswhen the Statue of Liberty is wearing a baseball cap and holding a12-pack.You know for sure the President is from Arkansaswhen the Senate wears overalls to work.Craig Griffin

If Shoes Were TelephonesI f shoes were telephones thenthe lines would always be tiedup. I f you were barefoot yourlines would be disconnected. To answerthe phone your shoes would haveto come off. When walking in thewater you could take the risk ofgetting shocked.Geaf!Thiers

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A Poor, Starry-eyed Teenager ..A poor starry-eyed teenager worked in a run-down clam shack down bthe pristine white sand on the beach of Florida. She was a relatively goodwaitress--always remembered to ask if they wanted dessert, always on time,never asked to switch shifts with other workers , kept her uniform nice and

starched, but in her mind she was not a waitress. She was a dancer.In her heart of hearts she knew that to be ever truly happy she'd have tbe living in the good ol' South doing what she wanted to do most in thisworld--square dancing.One day she was flipping the T.V. from MTV to the football game thecustomers wanted to see when she saw--oh she saw--a must-be message froGod--CMT (Country Music Television). Time was frozen, the music in thebackground faded, the cracking of clams couldn't be heard over her poundinheart, no one moved--shoot, no one breathed, while she gazed mesmerized bwhat she saw.Beautiful, colorful, laughing ladies in huge, ruffled, checkerboardsquare skirts and tall, strong, slightly smiling men that spun them around thewooden floor with the greatest of pleasure and ease. Lights flickered and thmelodic country twang surged in the background as a booming hypnotizingvoice called, "CMT wants you, yes you to come to Tennessee and try yourfancy footwork at our big square dancing competition--cash prizes will beawarded to 1st, 2nd, 3rd places--call this number for more information."Suddenly she was aware of the commotion around her--"Are you gonchange it to the game or what?" "We've already missed the kickoff, chick-hey anybody home?" "Bring me a beer for the 50th time I say."She was in a dream--her dream--she would be on CMT--she wouldsquare dance her secret country heart out. The ticket cost her over a monthher savings from working at the clam shack but she didn't care--she wouldlive off the cash prizes she won from the contest--she would never come bato Florida.She made a rural hoop skirt with some pieces of barbed-wire andcovered it with a beautiful red and white checked tablecloth. She brushedand curled her hair and applied her cosmetics in a way she thought mostflattering to her delicate features and threw her scarcity of possesions in a

paper grocery bag and walked briskly to the depot in her homemade squaredancing skirt with visions of stardom filling her young head.She handed the conductor her one way ticket and asked him when shewould need to change trains. She pressed the barbed wire so close to her leshe felt blood and sweat trickle down her thighs as she made her way to therear of the train. She sat back and closed her eyes, breathed deep her lastsmell of salt and mentally dosie-doed until she no longer heard the chuggachug of the train. Stacy Bennett

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If Soda Cans Were Elephants ..You couldn't pick them up, frrst of all.It would take one big machine tohold enough elephants to drink. Theywould also cost more than 50 cents.When you were done you couldn'tcrush them with your hand or stompthem flat. They would probably stomp you.Elephants aren't very recyclable either.To get one you would have to go toAfrica to hunt down.People in the circus would haveto train soda cans to stand on stoolsat the crack of a whip.Chris O'Neal

ow For Sure You Watch Too Much Televisionf you recite every commercial.

on yourpot. the guy next door ise of America's Most Wanted.f your social studies teachernd the person

of you is Pat Sajak.st passed you.

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How to Know For Sure Michael Jackson Moved in Next DoorThere's a giraffe in my backyard.You are blinded by the glareoff his face. You hear music andloud, high-pitched sounds comingfrom next door all night long.You see a strange, martian-likecreature moon-walking on theroof at night. You see fans streamingin all the time. You smell somejungle and desert animals. Youfind noses thrown outside thewindow at the end of each week.Jamie King

Poetry, Carbueretor School, Diplomat, LadderThere once was a diplomat who went to Eastland Carbueretor School West England to climb up the high, useful ladder of Robert Frost poetry

writing. He loves to go from country to country in his broken downcarbueretor car and hand out silly unrhyming poetry. He once went toCarbueretor, Texas, hoping to find the ladder to success, but it was uselessand he came back home with nothing except diplomatic speeches. He thinkpoetry is nice, but, of course, dirty carburetors oozing with slimy oil is muchbetter. When you go to Eastland Carbueretor School what else can youexpect but a useless diplomat still trying to climb something that was neverthere in the frrst place. The End.Carissa Wagnon

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How To Know For Sure There is No Santa ClausWhen you wake up Christmas morningand the cookies you left out were mysteriouslyput back into the cookie jar.When you get up in the middle of Christmas Eve nightto go to the bathroom and you run intoyour Mom and Dad with an armful of presents.When you're suddenly awakened by the scratchingof trees and the remains of a tattered red and white suitdangling from a tree and you see a fading red lightand some broken antlers barely sticking outfrom under what appears to be a sleigh.Ashley Manning

How to Know for Sure the President of the United States is from

s.it redneck intuition.just feels it,be the accent,

f Eau de Possum in Fall.ws a Bubba,'s true.on's a Bubba,,

'em like this,, real good.Fox

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Prairie Grove High SchoolPrairie Grove, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Ada WaxVisiting Writers: Sonya Reeves, Bob Zordani

Gun ShotThe report is heard loudly;His life drains away.The room begins to look cloudy.The report is heard loudly;His mother weeps sadly;Never again, will he be able to play.The report is heard loudly;His life drains away ..Dustin Frank

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GarageOur garage serves as my studio,my feet fly across icy cement.Soft forms of grace just seem to flowfrom my body as cutting winds blow .Our garage serves as my studio,and not for what it was meant.Our garage serves as my studio,my feet fly across icy cement.Nichole Tennant

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UntitledThe thunder of the river,as the kayak dives and dances.It makes me quiver,the thunder of the river.Like a child plays and prancesthe kayak dives and dances.The kayak's wet skin shivers,the man dressed in silver,he doesn't have many chancesto break the ice cold shiver,the thunder of the river,as the kayak dives and dances.Travis Farrell

woman with drawn-on eyebrows,be my great-grandmother,of the toy store.

leather pants crinklinglike a large suitcase,

to the curious stares.crowd.

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UntitledAn old shack in the desertPainted with sand and brushChildren outside playing in dirtDogs lay around chewing on bonesA wnnkled man is telling stories of the pastNo rain for daysDust covers the junky cars out back.Time, so slowly as it passes.Maureen Conn

Where Life BeginsThrough the meadows the stream wanders.The fence stares as it rolls by.Shadows run and hide behind the fence.As the meadow ends, it calmly, but forcefullyspits out the stream,into the globe that carresses our world,and where life begins.Melanie Logsdon

The Dentist OfficeYou hear the drills grinding into teeth,the sound so high it hurts your ears.Knowing there's a cavity beneath,you sit there in disbelief.He puts his tools back in the sheath,calming the flow of your tears.You hear the drills, grinding into teeth,The sound so high it hurts your ears.Alana Boyle62

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Ringgold ElementaryBenton, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Amelia WilsonVisiting Writers: Roger Johnson, Michael Lippard

Chicken Farmer Finds Diamonds In EggsFarmer Bobby Wright founda giant diamond in an eggSaturday morning. He saw the egg's weird shape.He heard his wife scream when she crackedthe egg for breakfast. He tastedthe hard and crunchy egg-diamond.He felt the sharp point of the diamondin his mouth. He smelled the aromaof the stinking diamond egg.This is a miracle.Misty Dawn Wright

The Ice TigerThe tiger smellslike snow. The tigerlooks like snow. It looksas white as a cloud.The tiger is called the IceTiger. When it dies, it tasteslike snow in the air.Its fur feels good on your hand.You may still hearit in the night roaringaway. And it sounds good.Eric McGuire

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Ant Army Eats 935 People!Because the ants got tired ofgetting squashed. So the peoplesee ants and run.But the ants eat935 peopleand don't get squashedagain. And kill the peopleif they do step on the ants.7 months laterno more people on the planetEarth. So the ants eatall the planets, even the sunand stars.Chris Murrell

You Know You're In A Castle WhenYou taste royal food,when you see the King,when you smell the royalgarden,when you hearthe war.When you touch the throne.Brandy Landreth

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You Know You're In The Ballpark When ...You smell the freshly cut grass,The hot dogs that taste so good in your mouth,That you just wish they were longer.And sometimes on cold nights--the ones that are 20 degreesFarenheit, they serve hot chocolate.And usually there is a drunk man there, but youdon't care, you think, this is the "ballpark."Sometimes if you get there early, they'll tumthe lights on just by the click of a switch.It's neat how someone will slide into second,dirt will fly up, and you can hear the ump say"You're Outta There!" It's this way with any"ballpark," but I like Ray Winder Field.Brent Yearry

How To Wake Up Looking Beautiful1. Eat eggs and honey for breakfast.2. Then jog around your block 25 times.3. Read a cookbook for 2 hours.4. Eat sardines for lunch.5. Stand on your head for 10 minutes.6. Take a bath in bacon.7. Eat mustard, ketchup, pickes, salt, pepper,and raw hamburger meat for dinner.8. Comb your hair with a nail.9. Brush your teeth with alcohol andegg yolk.10. Go to bed on raw fish and rottenpotatoes.And wake up looking beautiful!Malea Clanton

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AngryAngry feels like being hit on the head with abaseball bat;Angry looks like two dismatching socks on the floor ;Angry smells like dog food being poured into adish;Angry sounds like thunder on a rainy day;Angry tastes like raw bread rising.Jamie Hudson

Depressedfeels like a rock hit me.looks like an F on mypaper.tastes like burnt bread.smells like a rotten egg.sounds like someone screaming inmy ear.Jessica Kirby

You Know You're In A Castle WhenYou see dark knights fightingdragons outside of the castleand feel the hard stone floor andsmell the good smell of the kings'cooks cooking the king's supperand hear the mice rattlingaround the castle and taste theroyal feast.James Allen Edmonds

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Riverside WestLake City, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Edna HeidelbergVisiting Writers: Ginny Bellott, Sabrina Chesne

A Jumping RockArocksits on a loglike a frogready to jumpJanet Ho Lai Yin

Lunchtime

The Soft SighA new Easter dressis like a spring afternoon.March breeze movingwindchimes.A March breeze movingwindchimes tastes like strawberriescovered in a fine mist.Strawberries covered in a fine mistare like the soft sigh of a new dress.Lori Blake

So much depends upona pastysoy bean burgerDoused with waterycatsupBeside greasyfrench friesDavid Bird

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Because ..So much dependsupona little white lieSpeaking with colorfulsimiles

UntitledWalking through the snowIn my backyardNoticingThe snowflakesEvery second a new oneRides in the cold air.Misty Brewer

Beside wonderfully spokenexcuses.Trista Jones-Cook

Siamese SlippersI f Siamese Cats were shoesyour feet would be much harder to bruisewith slashes and bites.The shoes get in fights.And you'd probably appear on the news,because you would bethe only to seea pair of siamese shoes.David Bird

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Robinson ElementaryLittle Rock, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Jackie SmithVisiting Writers: Bay Anapol, Sabrina Chesne,Roger Johnson, Derek Van Lynn

UntitledI f a diamond was a cow,you could drink milk any-time you wanted. You could pusha button and the diamondwould moo. Every time youmilked the cow, the diamondwould lose a little of itscolor. I f diamonds were cows,diamonds would be hairy

UntitledThis man ..got fired from work.lost his child.got pulled over.caught his hair on fire.had a flat tire.ran over a puppy.almost drowned.sliced his finger.broke his arm.wrecked his car.had to go to court.got arrested.and was sued.got shot in the leg.came home with no dinner.Melissa Matthis

and you could see right through cows.Chris Gosnell

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UntitledYou know you're at the countyfair when you hear the loudfast beat of the banjo andthe screams of fear andfun. When you hear people tellthe people to come over totheir booth. You hear juicy plumphot dogs sizzling on thegrill and plump white popcorn.Taste the cotton candy it explodeswith juicy red ripe strawberriesor gushing green grapes and thehot dog off the grill seems tomelt in your mouth.Rachel Elms

You Know Somebody's Weird When ...Their colorful red, yellow, greenhair is standing end to end.You see the long, black, sharpteeth.You smell the supper they hadbefore.You taste a kill bad senseof humor.You can touch their hugesmelly feet thatare a mile long.And when they eat theyseem to makea noise like a lionchewing on a big boneof a cow.And they walk likethey have onefoot.Lee Ann Bell

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UntitledI f a school was a horse you wouldgo on many field trips, run into manylarge walls, and it would be very tall. Youwould have saddles for desks, and stirrupsfor pencil holders, hair for a chair, andhoofs for books.Heather Taggart

World's Biggest BabyWhen this baby learns to walk I'm headingto the hills. It's so big it takes 30xthe clothing a normal baby would. By the sizeof it I wonder what the world's 2nd biggest babyis. When it cries it sounds like a heavy thunderstorm.The whole continent will flood!Jean Ann Hayni

This Is Just To SayI have let the elephantsout of the circusand which you probablywould have had do a daring trickforgive me butthey were just standing therelooking gloomy andplus I. think they needed theexercise.Lashandra Neuton

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You Know You're In My Sister's Room When ..You smell fingernail polish and choking perfumeYou hear a blasting radio and someone whisperingon the phone.You taste chocolate chip cookies from the nightbeforeYou see wrinkled clothes and make upaccidentaly smeared on the carpetYou feel the coldness of it being lockedup so no one can get in.Wanda Duke

How To Know For Sure You're In My Family's CarIt smells like old sticky socksand it is brown and makes a soundlike an old cow.It is long like a song.The seats are hot like a pout.JeffCrawford

How To Know For Sure You Are DreamingAs I doze off I know I'm dreaming because I can't hear anybody talkingexcept people in my dream. I know I'm dreaming because I see peaceon earth and everybody's laughing and playing. No one's fighting orshooting. No one's in a gang and if they are in a gang they're in acommunity gang where they help the handicapped. I know I'mdreaming because one whole group of people comes up and sits downand gets to know you. I know I'm dreaming because at night you canstay out as long as you want without any violence. I know I'm dreamingbecause you can buy a gun and never have to use it. I know I'mdreaming because the police never have to arrest anybody. I know I'mdreaming because at school you have no problems, because no one'strying to pick a fight and steal. I f this could be possible the worldwould be a better place.Amanda Mitchell

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Southwest Junior High SchoolSpringdale, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Lana MontgomeryVisiting Writers: Margaret Domaus, Carrie Pomeroy,Denise Rogers, Katrina Vandenberg

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GrandmotherI can still see my grandmotherUp so early to get my uncle off to schoolI can remember when we took turnsMopping the dirty squeaky floorI will always remember the wayShe complained about someone comingOver to eat and leaveI will always remember when sheWould give me some big floppy shortsTo wear when it was hotBut the thing I know mostIs that I will always love myGrandmother.Brandy Page

My dad is weldingHe feels leather gloves against his handsHe smells factory smoke that burns his lungsHe hears the machines' gears and people yelling like wolves on a full moonHe tastes the hot metal that burns his mouth like an eternal flameHe sees boiling metal that is as hot as lavaHe molds metal like a sculptor at work.Joshua Frischman

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The Way I See I tThe way I see it, is that Iam so beautiful and gorgeous,that not even a sock can resist being put on my foot.I have golden brown hairwith hazel eyes and thick luscious eyelashes .When boys walk by me,Their bottom teeth fall out and start chatteringOn the floor. The way I see it, is that I am beautiful.Jennifer Luper

How Do You Know You're In A Cemetery?It smells like the blood of a cat.You begin to hear noises coming from the graves.The taste is something like century-old cheese.You can feel ice cold hands that feel like jell-oRubbing up your back. You can seeThe flesh of something dead.It looks like melted red marshmallow seepedAll over half-aged bones. You thinkYou are gonna get sick, so you turn around,And you are face to face with human blood.There is no escaping, you feel you are in a trance,A spider's web, you knowYou will die.Stephanie Dinnell

Baseball FriendMy friend is playing.He feels the baseball hit his head.He smells the brand new leather.He hears people saying watch out for the ball.He tastes the dirt from the groundHe sees people standing around.He is as out as you can get.Ben Scott

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Gambler Loses Wife and Kid In A Poker GameI look at my cards,All four spades,One more card,And I've got it made.The other guy said he'd bet his life,Well I said that I'd bet my wife.He looks at me, grins, and raises the bid,So then I bet my only kid.He deals the last round,And without a sound,I fainted dead away,For I hadn't got a spade,I hadn't got it made.I lost my wife and my kid,And ruined the day,But hey, I'm in VegasI'll get another wife,And when I remarry,I'll forget this night.Matt Pianlto

How To Know For Sure You're In God's BathroomWhen you go to open the door, you notice that everythingis white. You have trouble finding the doorknob because it blendsin with all the white on the door. You find the knob and openthe door. When you walk in the smell of Angel dust hits you.You walk over to the sink and notice that the faucet is madepure gold and is shaped as an angel leaning over, the knobsfor hot and cold water are shaped like Angel heads. Youthen walk over to the cabinets and open the drawers. In themyou find white towels with GOD written on the bottom.You look to the left of God's towels and find towels withMRS. GOD written on the bottom. Next, you walk back overto the drawers beneath the sink and find curling ironsand brushes and other hair accessories. You will definitelyknow when you're in his bathroom.Bonnie Hamilton

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Attack OfThe Hell AntsI was in the park at a picnic.And a small anthill was laying vacant beside me.Then a small ant crawled out.The ant was half human and half ant.It had sunglasses on.Then a million ants, half human, startedpouring out of the ant hill.All had sunglasses on, but different styles.They crawled into my basket and ate all my food.Then they got bigger, very big.They marched out of the park singing"The hell ants go marching million by millionha rah ha rah." And so on.Finally they got to an expressway, they stoppedcars and ate them, but not the people inside them.They left them sitting on the seat of the carstill holding onto the steering wheel.With bugged eyes the people panicked."Run for your lives" they yelled.I saw them building a big ant home withsand from a sand box.Then they shrank down to nothing.I looked around--everything was normal.Cathy Eubanks

The Relaxing Night ofReadingMy mother is reading.She feels exhausted after a long day of work.She can smell the crisp smell of the pages of the new book.She is enveloped in her book and is oblivious to whatis happening around her.She sees the typed letters of the words and notices everyE is missing the middle bar.She hears the characters speaking out their words in hermind as if they were standing in front of her.She can also feel the heat from the lamp warmingthe side of her face in the dark bedroom on this darkand cool night.Eric McSweeney

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UntitledMy friend is working on EnglishHe feels the rough wood on the pencilHe smells pencil shavingsHe tastes chalk dustHe sees the paperHe writes like a cheetahHe is thinking about writing about the kill.Brian Cunningham

My Father's Rodeo LifeMy father is riding his horse.He feels the heartbeat of his horse.He smells the old leather of the saddle.He hears the saddle creaking under his faded blue jeans.He tastes the dry dust of the trail he is riding.He sees his house on the ridge.He rides like a wild indian, andhe is thinking about his old rodeo life.Dustin Sanders

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Spring Hill High SchoolHope, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Fern TarpleyVisiting Writers: Mary Beth Baken, Virginia Bellott

If Typewriters Were GrassYou could do a book reportReal fast by riding yourBike and you could not cutYour grass and the old peopleCould not walk on the lawnAnd the farmers would notBe happy.Jeremy

I f Radios Were HighwaysI f radios were highways the street would be making soft noises.You wouldn't need to turn your radio on.Everyone would be dancing on the hard road.You'd be driving over bumps that could change the soft tune.The music would warm your heart.Sometimes the music would be so loudIt could throw cars as far as the rainbow goes.And when it was black as a skunkThe tune would stop playing.Then everyone's eyes would get heavyAnd soon they would drop on their beds.Bradley Reese

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If Wallets Were HamstersI f wallets were hamstersI would have a leatherHamster and I wouldHave a fur wallet thatGets the sofa wet.The hamster would waddleAll over the place.I'd have a black hamsterAnd a golden fur wallet.What a crazy life.Cody Collins

How To Know For Sure You're In My BackyardYou know you are in my backyard ifYou smell red roses and black trash bags barfingOut yellowed paper. You see tasty hot dogs andYour mouth is watering. You feel the wind hitYour face and it is very cold. It's like you are ridingIn a boat and the wind is hittingYour face.Cara Rosenbaum

Mom Gives Birth to Seven Pound EyeballMom fainted when she gave birth to an eyeball"Where do we put the diaper?" one of them said."Where do we feed him? Where is his hair?How does he use the bathroom? How doeshe take a bath? Should we put him ina mental hospital? or not?" Yes, sureI think anyone agrees, Yes, we do.Alex Hood

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I Know I Am Going to LaughI know I am going to laughif I see my brother in bedearly in the morning, hiscurly blond hair is stickingstraight up, his crooked teethare yellow as the sun, and oneeye is open and one is shut. Hewill scream "Give me somepants and a shirt," he willbe very grouchy, and whenhe screams he shakes thehouse and then you will shutyour big mouth.Josh Freeman

You Know You Are Tired When ..I know I am tired when Iam angry and I holler and fussat my mom and I am sweatyand stinky like I have not had abath in a week and my feet hurtlike when a eat's tail gets steppedon and my brain is poundinglike a herd of cattle comingthrough.Jennifer Eller

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HotHeap of fire burningOr cold waterTouching your face andhandsCara Rosenbaum

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St. Theresa's SchoolLittle Rock, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Alice PfeifferVisiting Writers: Cindy King, Dan Tessitore

What Silence Tastes LikeSilence tastes like notmoving your mouth to talk,being someplace and notbeing able to open your mouth.Like your mouth is tapedor forced closed.Silence is hearing nothingin an empty room.The flavor of a tasteless oliverolling into your throat.Melissa Martin

How to Know for Sure It's Not Past Your BedtimeYour mom's not yelling,the dog isn't howling,the baby isn't crying,it isn't bedtime.You don't feel sleepy,your snack for bedtime is rollingon your tongue like spit,your mom's not yellingfor you to go to bed,so you're absolutely sure it isn't bedtime.And ..your catisn't in her litter box.Bijoux Nqundue

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PoemChrist is like a jigsaw puzzle.We have a piece of him in each of us.We have to find the right people Clockand join together.Work our way from the rough edgesand work our way to the middle. It moves so fastIt's hard to believeIt' s almost pastJohn C herepski

Anger

the time to leave.

It sits on a wallso stiff and straight.You don' t know it' s thereuntil it ' s too late.Melissa Lambert

A balloon filled with memories.A broken date on prom night.You are turned down by a boyand he goes out with a dumb blond.A rainy day ruined by light.Heather Fritts Power

Strong machines runningand diesel engines purring.The rumble of a locomotiverolling down the tracks.When lawyers crush a small companyand the banker takes over.When your parents get old,you can put them in a nursing home.When you have all the money.I f you are President and everyonelistens and does not argue.Daniel Rogers

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CAR-RUNCH! He Eats Cars For CharityMost people say he's a freak.I personally disagree.He likes a car with an oil leak.The proceeds go to charity.You should see the size of this man!He eats a beetle-bug every day.Once he came over and everyone ran.His dinner is a Chevrolet.Sometimes he performs at the circus,But to him it' s just a snack.I'm sorry I can't say his name,But you can see him eat a Cadillac.Kristy Hood

RudolphMy life was a bore,the others making fun of mejust because I was different.My red nose is unusual,I confess,but what about the spot aroundDasher's eye, or the waythat Prancer flies?Then my life changed. Santa was in a big jamthe night before Christmas.I remember it well.The fog was so thick you could walkon it, almost.Santa was about to cancel the trip,but then remembered me.He hitched me up to the sleighand the rest is history.They even gave me a song.Lezlie Bukosk

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This Is Just To SayI apologize; I've writtenall the words in your mind,which you were probablysaving for your poem.Your words were so soft, freshoff your mind. I can't promiseI won't do it one more time.They're as soft as a windy day.They're lonely, but I wanted to sayI stole your words today.Angie Bowden

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This is Just To SayI was playing in the dirt outsideand I ran in and had to walkacross the sofa becauseI was in such a hurryI couldn' t go around it.Upstairs, please look overthe mess in my room.I had to find what I waslooking for. I neverfound it but I'm sureyou will when you seethe bathroom and your room.Your bed was fun to jump on.I touched the ceiling(the mud prints will wash off).Thank you for letting meoff the hook, especially afterthe hole in the living roomceiling where I drilledthrough my bedroom floor.I'm sure i t can be replaced.Please watch out for my hamster,which accidentally got looseunder your bed. Thank youfor taking the time to readthis letter. If you need me,I'm outside, playing in the dirt.Chris Ingram

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Turrell Middle and High SchoolsTurrell, ArkansasFaculty: Rosetta CattVisiting Writers: David Pratt, Jay Prefontaine

Things Your Mother Never Told YouWait till you 've finished your shower before you tum theblowdryer on.Never buy scratch n' sniff skunk stickers.Never use the cheese from the mouse traps for a sandwich.Never give someone change for a three dollar bill.Never do dental work with an alligator.Joseph Porterfield

How Do Giraffes Order PizzaWhen a giraffe gets a hunger for pizza it raisesits head high. Then it looks over the fence with itslong head hanging down. I t looks up and spotsa phone. Inch by inch its face goes over the fence,next comes its forefeet. It reaches the phonethen in comes the zoo keeper. It pushes the phoneto the ground to give the zoo keeper a hint. It takes itsfeet and spells pizza backwards in the dirt.The zoo keeper takes a look then decides that thegiraffe wants pizza. Then in comes the giraffe'spizza riding on an elephant's trunk.Alfred Grays

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Our Senior YearThis year smells like the CombinationSupreme with extra cheese and thickcrust pizza we ate at Debbie's houseand the Rose air freshnerat this Saturday's car wash. This senioryear looks like Michael Jordan doing a360 degree Tomahawk. It feels like ourfeet firmly fastened to the Delta. We'resweeter than a pound of sugar in a gallonof Kool-Aid, and we are a roaring jettaking off ..Mrs. Steele's Senior Class

My Ex-boyfriendHe smells like the muddy ditch

TrigonometryTrigonometry is a guy thatI would definitely hate to date.He is complicated, Difficult-rated,puzzling and never loving.

He stalks me day and night, calls mewhen I'm not all right; sometimesI wonder if I mightjust kill him, knock him out, and then I willbe through, and I would never haveto take this mess again from anyonelike you!Debbie Jackson

that we fought in. He looks like aSkinny Monkey, wearing sweat pants.He sounds like an angry bearwhen he gets jealous. Hefeels like a sharp porcupinewhenever he touches me. Hetastes like a sour cry baby.LaToyaLowe

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What Is In George Bush's Closet?George Bush tosses all of hisdirty clothes in the closet until his wifegets them out and washes them. Whenshe does not wash them for a weekthe closet is full to the top. Whenhe gets mad when she does not washhis clothes he raises taxes. Alsohe has rats living in his closetbecause all the clothes give thema place to make there home.Their dog lives with the rats in thecloset and makes friends withthe rats.James Hreilt

ScienceScience smells like the formaldehydethat killed that poor little pig in Mrs.Gambrell's room. Science looks like thegrim reaper coming to flunk me because Imissed passing by one point. It feelslike a throbbing headache on a hot humidday and tastes like the hot slimy mentholHalls you take for your throat. But it sounds likea mother screaming because her baby hasjust been shot for no reason at all.Dorothy Allen

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John Tyson ElementarySpringdale, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Carolyn BrooksVisiting Writers: Seth Goodman, Randolph ThomasSummer"It's summer now," my mother says.The sun's out and it wants to play."Okay," I say. Wow! It tastes like goldenhoney and looks like fresh green hay.It smells like fresh-baked cookies and feelslike a brand new, smooth pop-upbook, and sounds like the wind iswhispering sweet sounds.Katrina Passmore

Flowers as Bright as the SunIn spring, the flowers bloom as brightas the sun. You can tell by sight and smellthat they're the most beautiful and amazingflowers in the world. And if youhave the power to pick one, andbring one in a dark room,they'll be even more beautifulthan before.Elvio Gomez

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Good Luck ElephantGo off to AsiaNo bad luckTrees everywhere and a long, longsky-- like thirty cowsmaking a sound at the same time.He's in Asia-- on vacationbecause it's warm!Chrystal Hill When Your Knees Go BadThey walk in another direction,

sneak up behind you.Then they trip you; when youfall you feel painYou see them walk away. Theygo upstairs. You getyour mother to get them.Finally you get to walk.You hope they never go bad again.Michelle Jimenez

Terrorized Family Can't Shake Evil Demons!A family is livingwith evil demons who have poisonedthe food and poked needlesin their bodies.Then the family is bored andsewn to death. Finally,in silence, the familyis dead in their rooms,to stay until they are skeletons .Ricky Irwin

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Talking ChimpThe talking chimpwas found in a zoo.All the people crowded around,and all were amazedby what seemed tobe not true.A fantasy or

a trick of magic.But whatever itwas, it was afantasy for all.The talking chimpwas swinging frombranch to branchsaying we "Wee Wee.

Oh what fun.Oh what joyfulfun this is for all. "All were amazed by what

it was doing, and it wenton with "Wee Wee.Oh what fun. Ohwhat joyful fun .This is fun." Butwhen they foundout it was not true,

they only liked his voice.All was dull.Dawn Hawkins

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Watson ElementaryHuntsville, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Dr. Dana SamplesVisiting Writers: Ginny Bellott, Kristen HallI Love My Mom When. . .She makes pancakes and eggs,she watches Oprah with me,she rocks me in her lap,she lets me bathe Matthew,and kisses me good nighteven when I have broke aplate.Becky Leftwich

LoveCaring for each otherSharing a ballWagging a whip tail

Fetching a ballChasing meBlack head and floppy ears on my lapSad brown eyes when I leave for school.Matthew Haught

What does night sound like?It sounds like crickets singing.And owls sleepingAnd monkeys swingingAnd birds speakingAnd the wind screaming.

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JealousyYou know you are jealouswhen someone punches youand you can't punch them back.You know you are jealouswhen your dogplays with someone else.Chad

if ..You hear the see-saws rustas you drivethrough theDusty Dirt road

and old memoriescome back to you.and youwould daydreamall the wayhome

and that's a crystalof light.anonymous

What Does Anger Look Like?It looks like my brother when Isay he's stupid.It looks like my dad when Ileave his tools out.It looks like a bobcat when youtease it.It looks like my teacher whenI get in trouble.It looks like my mom when Italk back.I t looks like my dog when he'seating and I bother him.It looks like a horse when youhi t his back.Joel Berry92

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West ElementaryBatesville, ArkansasFaculty Contact: Charlotte PillowVisiting Writers: Carrie Pomeroy, Katrina VandenbergWhat Would Red Sound Like?1. It might sound like police sirens.2. It might sound like fireworksgoing through the sky.3. It might sound like boats going fastthrough the water.4. It might sound like humming birds singing

through the night.5. It might sound like the American flagwhipping in the wind.But you will probably never know.Jason Hall

UntitledThe wind tastes likeThe first drink of water.It tastes likeSomething really smooth running down your throat.It tastes like there wasNothing there to start with.Rob Hendrickson

What Would Lightning Taste Like?It might taste cold like an ice cubeIt might taste numb like an electric shockOr sour like a lemon.It might taste sweet like candy, too.Tara Tucker

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What Would Fire Taste Like?Fire would taste like red hots.Fire would taste like burnt trash.Fire would taste like dust or ashes.Fire would taste like dirt.Fire would taste like ruined orangesFire would taste like an old oldSnow.Latrisha Melton

SkunkI smell like gasoline,I am white and black,And I am very lonely becauseOther animals run away from me.I don't think I smell.

What Would Darkness Sound Like?It would sound like owls hootingand dogs barking and stars twinkling.It would sound like a baby cryingand cars passing by.But don't worry, it is just a poem.James Scales

I hear the wind blowing around me,And I wonder who would want to eat me.I am just standing here in the middle ofNowhere.Amber Hampton

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CheetahI am a cheetahWith velvet fur and black spots on my back.I run faster than the wind.I lay in lush grass.I hunt the flesh of Zebra, and I killIn a split second. When my feethit the ground, they pound the brown soil.Sometimes I purr after dinner.I smell the air,I look at the clouds.I am always free .The jungle is my home. If Pencils Were GunsI live and play there.Zach Short

Door to SummerThe warm beach comforts me

I f pencils were guns,when I pulled the trigger,a word would shoot outand land on my paper.I f guns were pencilsI would have to take outthe eraser and load it withlead, and when I push theeraser it would shoot.Justin