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Unlatched
Submitted by tystotland10 on Tue, 04/03/2012 - 10:35am
The world is locked
Away from me
They aren’t here
To give me the key
I am enclosed
Alone in the wood
One of the survivors
In the neighborhood
But then I felt
The key in my palm
I shivered with fear-
Then I was calm
For now I knew
The world was unlatched
The hole in my heart
Would soon be patched
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Outside from In
Submitted by tystotland10 on Fri, 02/10/2012 - 11:33am
I see a blurry face
smiling at me
I see the hand
reaching down
to feed me.
The person is very nice.
They feed me
every morning
and night.
To be continued...
Untied
Submitted by tystotland10 on Fri, 02/10/2012 - 11:23amI rush down the hall.
I hear
a clicking noise
below me.
Tip, tap.
My shoelaces,
undone
make the sound
at my feet.
The plastic
covering the lace
on the end
is
cracking.
Each lace is gray
With a thin
Magenta-pink line
Running down
It's side
Should I
stop
to tie them?
No.
I'll do it
l
a
t
e
r.
My Small Home Town
Submitted by tystotland10 on Mon, 01/30/2012 - 11:33am
I love my town because it is small, unpolluted, and filled with caring people. I live in Norwich, Vermont. People sometimes ask me, "Where would you live if you could live anywhere in the world?". And I say, "Right here. In Norwich."
I love that there is no giant mall. There are no billboards for shampoo or McDonalds on the side of the road. There are no giant highways that curl and twist on top of each other in a disgusting, smelly mess. There is no spray-painted graffiti on the walls of tunnels and bridges. There are no plastic bags or soda cans filling the grass on the side of the road. That is what makes it special here.
I'm not saying that big cities are bad. They are good for some people and in some ways, but personally I like towns that are nestled in the trees. I like the towns that prosper because they're small. The feeling I get when I walk to school on a nice morning in spring is a feeling I can get nowhere else. I hear a woodpecker looking for breakfast and little chickadees chatting in the trees. The grasses and flowers poke out of the last of the snow around me.
Sometimes the weather can be cold, and grey. Sometimes I just want to curl up under layers of blankets on the couch because I am so cold. But overall, it is worth it.
Winter Trail
Submitted by tystotland10 on Tue, 11/15/2011 - 6:53pmTwinkle Twinkle, First Grade Star...
Submitted by tystotland10 on Thu, 11/03/2011 - 10:28am
When I was in first grade, I went to the Marion Cross School in Norwich. Every Thursday (at that time) we had REP. It was kind of like our school assembly. Except the best part was that anyone in the school could perform in it. An instrument, a song, a poem, a skit, anything you wanted to do. You just had to show it to Mrs. Keck, the music teacher and director of REP first. She would put you down on the list of people performing.
Bubbles
Submitted by tystotland10 on Sat, 09/17/2011 - 11:43am
The soapy water
Blown gentle and sweet
For the sky
Is their desire to meet
One large, another small
There will be more to follow them all
Now the unpopped, so high
So close to their way Read more »
The Trees Song
Submitted by tystotland10 on Sat, 09/17/2011 - 11:39am
As I stood at the field
With the trees on its edge all along
Swayed with the wind
Giving me their joyful song
The pines
Made a sound like the sea
The birch trees kept the beat
with sweet harmony Read more »
Mirrors
Submitted by tystotland10 on Sat, 09/17/2011 - 11:38am
In one room
There are three mirrors
And nothing else
The first one reflects a picture
The second reflects a wonderful memory
But the third mirror is always changing
This room of mirrors
Is in my mind
What If...
Submitted by tystotland10 on Tue, 09/13/2011 - 5:00pmWhat if
The birds don't sing
And the grass isn't green
The sky isn't blue
No water in the stream
What if
The wind didn't blow
There were no shells on the shore
No fish in the sea Read more »
