Allsorts

The little girl from the Earth
had a dream to go to the Moon.
The exploration of the Moon
took her to the discovery of Neptune.
Her first step on Neptune felt cold and frozen,
so she jumped into the red-hot lava planet Mars,
as it was hot and red.
She went into the black hole
which pulled, rinsed her round and round,
and pushed her out from the Milky Way
to the galaxy of Andromeda.
She explored and discovered
many planets and places,
but then, at one moment,
she realized that Earth
was the safest place to live happily.

My dog is not an architect,
Nor is he a sheep.
My dog does not have a limousine,
Nor does he drive a Jeep.
My dog is not an illustrator,
Nor is he a writer.
Nope.
My dog is just a plain ol’ biter.

My mum, my Brother, my Father
and me, in our big house
My mum, caring and bright
along with my Brother, cute and funny
but also a bit annoying
My father, oh my Father
teaching me sports
(which is one of my favourite things)
Oh, how I love my family.

Sails of mist,
tears of dew,
sigh and twist,
pinkish hue.
Orange sea,
of purple floats,
right above me,
fall dust motes
dance in light,
and jasmine flowers
cringe in fright
from morning showers.

Whilst I’m walking in the streets
I spot a beautiful birdie
Whilst I’m walking in the streets,
I spot my buddy
Whilst I’m walking in the streets
I spot a rat
Whilst I’m walking in the streets
I spot a swarm of bats
All whilst I walk in the streets

Pillow-hitter
Monster-shouter
Toy- thrower
Pain-giver
Girl-rage
Calm-talker
Good-forgetter
Best-cuddler

Dogs are smart
Dogs are funny
They like to roll on your tummy

They’re very loyal
And kind too
They cheer me up when I’m feeling blue

They tore through our land
It was a home attack
We lost our prosperous village
So the workers could lay down tracks

Our food became more rare
As they put down rails in the grass
Now we cannot live
For almost all the bison have passed

They thought the land was unused
But we still lived there
Riding and hunting
But now for us it’s not fair

They pushed us to sign papers
To live in a reservation place
The land wasn’t useful and we hunted
Until we were red in the face

We Native Americans
Could not survive
While the Transcontinental Railroad workers
Lived day by day and worked for their lives

The subtle shimmer of silk sweeps over me softly
As I don this beautifully made, shimmery gown.

She grasps the shining sliver of a needle and brings it through the silk
Quickly, sliding it in and out, ruffling it with her basting, tacking
Layer to layer. The soft, shimmering waves of loose fabric lie on her lap like a
Blanket. Twinkling as she makes her way across, her mind
Meandering to the finished product. An
Elegant, lacy dress, falling just right.

The subtle shimmer of soft silk sweeps over me softly
As I don this beautifully made, shimmery gown.

This dress is more than a frock;
It is a labour of love.

In the deep dark sea
Lies beneath a secret untold
Of a mysterious sea monster
That’s likely to unfold
But who and what is it?
A shark, a kraken, a whale ?

A shark, that’s who it is,
With it’s sharp and pointy teeth
That silently whispers come to me,
In the silent deep sea…
And “GULP” went the shark
As it gulped down its prey.

When night comes
Is when the shark arrives…
So watch out creatures ,
As the whispers come in our mind,
Of a familiar sea monster,
Of lies and secrets untold.