Kristin's Poems

Poems

I CAN'T WRITE A POEM

Forget it.

You must be kidding!

My dog ate my brain, so I can't think.

To many flying cows.

It will zip me , if i try.

The zombies took the poem book.

It’s too much excruciating pain to write.

The aliens ate my hands.

Minions hunted me down, because I was writing a poem!

The zombie were looking for me

Clowns get depressed when I write it

My hand is a zombie, so I can’t write.

Times up? Uh Oh!

All I have is this dumb list of excuses.

You like it? Really? No kidding?

Thanks a lot! Would you like to see another?

Softball Poem




Bottom of ninth.

Down one.

Runner on first.

Full count.

Two outs.

The pitch.

Driven deep.

Over the outfielders.

Deep into the stand.

WALK-OFF HOMERUN!

Autumn Poem





Sports are autumn

Play with leaves

Outside is warm

Raining out

Tinder tree

Spring weather

Found Poem


Dallas leaned

To the windows

He’s eyes on birds

Sun through clouds

Spotlight on birds



Basketball Poem

Basketball is a sport
It's life
Work hard
Play hard