Katie's Reflections entry
The Lake
She sat up in her bed.
and in her head
She is dancing on the lake.
Her feet move across the sleeping, slick ice,
as the rabbit tails fall from the sky.
The soft moon-lit surface was singing with joy,
as the sprling glitter falls off the angel's wings.
She makes her way through the smooth crystle.
Then the angels fly her home.
Through the glossy window sill.
And with all the thoughts in her head
She is back in her bed.
5 comments:
Do you guys remember when the school called me about Mike's poem because they thought it was "dark" and "troubled?" When they found out Brittany wrote it I did not hear another word about it. Talk about reading too much into something! I think the problem was the teachers were not as creative as Brittany.
This poem is so creative and well written it! Good job Katie!
i really like this, it sounds professional did she win a contest?
I am so proud of you Katie. I love it! You have great imagery. I have been thinking about snow as bunny tails all day.
I am worried that this was posted for an underage girl. Isn't it possible that someone could somehow find out who this 'Katie' person is and then find her, kidnap her, and bring her to Asia as a slave? Let's think again before we go and do something reckless like putting up a post for someone under the age of 21. Wise up man!
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