Enough politics for a while. I thought I would change the pace somewhat by posting some of Isabella’s poetry. She is in an eighth-grade composition class and was required to do four types of poetry: haiku, free verse, an epic/hero poem, and a Shakespearian sonnet.
I thought you’d enjoy seeing them, brought to you by a proud father!
Sunflowers smile bright
Visions of laughter and light
All come out tonight
October nights chilled
Pumpkin spice Halloween lore
Apple crisps gladden
The waves turquoise blue
Tides reflecting vibrant hue
Sunshine bursting through!
Snow falls before dawn Trickling snow falls
Glistens on its journey down
Dusts the forest floor
Footsteps crunch below
Harsh November winds surround
Amber leaves trampled!
Dragon-blood wigs haunt
Footsteps pound the shadows near
Cackles taunt young ears
Harsh winds and hail storms descend
Depressed and sullen
Glum grey skies forbid
The wolves howl haunts the moonlight
Her eyelids closed as she blocked the tears from pouring down her cheek
She lost hope letting them fall to the collar of her shirt
All confidence turned into self-doubt
She weakly looked up her glass-red eyes full of fear and disappointment
Turning around she lost ability to move as a hand tightly grabbed her wrist
Pulling her harshly, the horrid face of anger haunted her mind as knuckles approached
The hand came back slapping quickly across her cheek and pushing her to the ground
The hand disappeared and she quietly lay there alone full of hurt and sadness
When all of a sudden the sadness turned into whispers and whispers turned into stars
And the world was now black through her eyes
The Adventure of A Lifetime
Hearts brighten, smiles form.
Deleting the sadness. Erasing the storm.
Happiness appears. Dispatching our tears.
Feeling the flutter. Embracing each other.
He looks at her but she doesn’t see.
Her mind is racing. To a life that can be.
As the years flew by, this moment in time.
Captured their lives in rhythm and thyme.
“The rain in Spain fell mainly on the plain!”
For this British actress on her way to fame.
Diamonds, pearls, and necklaces galore
Black gowns and silk dresses flower evermore
Movie posters went up displaying her timeless eyes.
Her Roman start took film by surprise
From Rome to Paris Sabrina took place
Spotlighting her pure and most precious face
Accolades followed from film to stage
For this precious actress who never seemed to age
Tiffany glass and a Nun story too
All they kept saying was “Darling, thank you!”
Peck, Holden, and Bogart in tow
Cooper, Perkins, and Peppard in Soho
Leading men were before her smitten
Reduced to but a babbling kitten.
So goodbye Audrey Hepburn; we wish we were there
To witness a lady – a lady so fair
Who managed to take the world by storm
But only with the most impeccable form.
The World’s Eyes
The world’s eyes gaze upon the life below
A sea of humans beating a heart so bright
The joys, the cries, the anger may not show
The shades of darkness piercing through the light
The world’s not perfect as we clearly know
A child’s memories rise but sometimes fall
Their dreams must always reach from high to low
Inspired daily by the fighters call
There may be times in which I choose to stop
The aches, the pains, heartbreaks forevermore
But I refuse to start anew a top
For me the sky’s the limit not the floor
That constellation oh so far away
Is only but a fingertip highway