By Kai M. , Hamilton Park Words@Play Program
Poems
1968 The Dance Off
Disco Girl Laurne Bates at the
Disco Awards with her other famous
Disco Girl Kristen Well. So as they
about to go disco to disco
dance for the Disco Awards. The crowd
going wild as it begans. Popcorn,
pop, hot dogs, chips. We also have
a great 3 prizes for the winner.
1968 Backstage
As Laurne says good luck to
Kristen, Kristen says, well, bad
luck to you. Laurne stays calm
in her voice.
1968 On the dance floor
On the dance floor as Laurne
Bates hits the funky junky groove.
Then Kristen tries to do the
play jay but she fell and that broke
half of her points.
1968 As she take it all
As Laurne leaves off the stage
so they can talk with Kristen.
When they are done they bring
Laurne on the stage to have her
talk. Then when they are done
they bring both on the stage.
They say the winner is Laurne!
She take it all!
1968 The winner’s prize
Laurne got 10,000 dollars and a big
trophy and the back funky boys
to dance and sing for her.
She took a picture with the big
trophy too. She was getting older
as she told the story and showed
pictures. She had never forgotten
that moment she had even remembered
that unthankful Kristen.
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By Miles B., Gage Park Words@ Play Program
Poems
A Indian name Bobcat, he is a big man.
He can throw a cat out the window.
He will not be sad, he will beat up a big rat that is bigger and huger.
A bobcat is a cat, a big big cat.
Like a lion, tiger, puma, panther.
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By Philip R., Tony S., David S., Gage Park Words@Play Program
Poems
An Essentialism Poem
By Philip R.
10 years old I went to paintball
shooting with my cousins and uncle.
10, I went paint ball shooting.
10, paintball shooting.
An Essentialism Poem
By Tony S.
At 8 years old I was
hit in the head with radio
8, I was hit with radio
Hit with radio.
An Essentialism Poem
By David S.
My first words were French and
now I’m learning French from Mom.
First words French. Now learning French.
First words French.
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By Shiloh, Emma, Val, Reid, Everett, Sebastian, Betty, Ethan, David, Krystal, Eric, Joel, Alec, Weipeng, Sophie, and Philip, Lincoln Park Words@Play Program
Poems Podcasts
Peace looks like the calm before the storm (Shiloh)
like the steam off of my morning bowl of oatmeal (Emma)
Peace smells like chicken noodle soup from the microwave (Val)
like the bottom of a new gym shoe (Reid)
like a flower shop with all different scents of flowers in it (Everett)
Peace tastes like a cheesey pizza that when you take a bit it will take you to a cheesey world (Sebastian)
like fresh-baked cookies straight from the oven (Betty)
like eating scrambled eggs at a night party (Ethan)
Peace sounds like my papa’s stories from around the world (David)
like a violin playing back music for all the happy moments in your life (Krystal)
Peace feels like the unknown, the smoke seeping out from underneath the door (Eric)
like water splashing around my feet (Joel)
like you gave a poor person $1,000 (Alec)
like a spring breeze blowing at your face while relaxing in a fuzzy and cozy hammock (Weipeng)
like meditation and sleeping (Sophie)
like soft, warm fur and tiny heartbeats (Philip)
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By Dante, West Pullman Park
Poems Songs That's Weird, Grandma
The trains…
Train ride
The train stops by the Red line
When they stop, they go right back
Up.
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