By Adilene G, grade 6
Sunday, February 21, 2010
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Thursday, February 18, 2010
The Labyrinth - A Sestina
by Talia A, Grade 6
The cheerful open petals of the flowers
Fell from the sky.
I knew that I was dreaming.
My troubles flying away swiftly,
Like Icharus escaping from the labyrinth,
Galloping beyond the sun as fast as a horse.
The clouds race away fast, like a horse.
The sunshine smiles happily down on the flowers.
The land is a beautiful labyrinth,
Including the clouded sky,
As the wind blows through my hair swiftly,
And brings me a blissful dream.
Then all the beautiful dreams,
Rode away like a horse,
Swiftly.
And the petals of the flowers
That fell from the sky,
Dried up and the earth became a labyrinth.
It twisted, did the labyrinth,
Made of children’s hopes and dreams,
Foggy and fallen from the sky.
And then, there was the scared neigh of a horse,
That was lost and tangled in the flowers,
Whipping its head swiftly.
It got out and galloped swiftly,
Did the baby horse lost in the labyrinth.
In its mane a rainbow flower,
Only found in a dream.
It ran lost in the world, did the horse.
Whinnying up to the infinitive sky.
The wind blew in the sky
And with time elapsed swiftly.
With the flower on the mane of the horse
Coming closer, more magnified like the labyrinth,
I wake from my dream,
The air filled with the pungent scent of flowers.
Forgetting the horse and the sky,
Rising above the flowers, awaking swiftly.
I leave the dream behind, with the labyrinth.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
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