Sookie's Poetry Collection

February day

The snow falls on the gravel

Trees withered, dark bear

Owl sings hoo, hoo, hoo

Its wings laid along its back

It rises ready for attack

Google click clack clink

You hope your battery will last

The letters tap so very fast

Ukulele strum

The song is hear the sound

Listen to the music

Baby screaming loud

On the playground a normal sound

Baby hushes, asleep

Ugly dwarf under the bridge, hiding from the rest of the word

Children look down at him, laughing, he is found

He was seen so the children call him names like ugly and stupid and they are to blame

For his crying but none of them feel bad they keep on walking and he feels mad

He stomps around and cries some more

He finally retires through his door

He looks out his window and what does he see

A beautiful dwarf so gorgeous he's filled with glee

He can't show his face, he knows he is ugly

And she would make fun very smuggly

The next day the children don't come

He doesnt miss being called stupid and dum

he gets to work with stones and clay from the river and builds a big house

With two windows and wood shingles he writes Delila on a big yellow leaf

Then he plants flowers and even a tree

That night Delila comes home

She sees her new house, she sees her new beautiful new home,with the flowers a tree she is so happy and she looks So pretty

the dwarf goes over and says I made that for you

You seem beautiful and kind and I like your shoes

Delila gives him a hug and takes him inside

They share some cocoa and have a very nice time

Does the moon follow you

Or have an eye on everyone else?

When you look deep in someones eye

Do you see yourself ?

What do you call a sun

That doesn’t want to be seen?

What do you call a boy or girl

That feels sort of in between ?

How do leaves change color?

Is it in their DNA

Why brown, orange, and red?

How about a nice purple

Tomorrow or today

You will notice they are changing

You will screech with delight

For the way that they are arranging

Ding ding

I’m up my eyes feel sour

I think of the long day ahead of me

I rub my head

I get out of bed and my day begins

Wednesdays are the worst there too far from the weekend

For me to be excited

Too many yesterdays from Sunday

Sleep school zoom eat screens repeat

I hate Covid Wednesdays

Dum dum dum dum dum dum da dum dum da dum

Base hits

Raspy lyrics in my head

swirling

Billies voice in the song

so good

you want to sing along

A little bit frightening a little exitening

Dum dum dum dum dum dum da dum dum da dum

You don't realize what your feeling is

Till the song reaches its end

Then you now what to do

Dum dum dum dum dum dum da dum dum da dum

Billie

A unicorn that's sort of roundish

it has a shiny horn that is pink and purple

ombre

the mane and the tail are a pink violet purple

ombre

it has little pink circles for cheeks and ears right next to the eyes that have painted on eyelashes it has medium sized legs

That holds up back which is hollow holding

a dusty green color refusing to cope with the shadow the dry dirt underneath them hidden

the plant is like a cactus without any spikes

there are layers of the thick petals

Sloths

Their brown monkeyish faces white round long limbs

Slowly moving through the canopy

They spend their time there

They devour flowers

And sleep

Taking care of their babies

Cause the babies

Need lots of love

You look up in the canopy and you might see one

Up above

Electric stars

The symphony of brilliance

Harmony as the electric stars

Glide long

Far reach

Better savor eager curious

Kerplunk, there's the harmony glacier

Murky smooth