Haikus about the homeless, socks, and a woman.
By: Jonathan Reyes
The homeless are glad
Warm socks, caring ears listen
Woman is happy
Homeless woman dies
Where is the love in the world
Where's her pair of socks?
Socks bring joy to her
Homeless needs come from down low
Christ's love starts with feet
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
Week 2
Sunlight, subway, strength
i look down at my black boots
trudging up the steps
as i begin to emerge
from the dirty subway station
i look up and see the sunlight
beaming
on the glistening stairs
still wet from rain
that fell hours ago..
i feel a source of strength
as i reach the top.
i look down at my black boots
trudging up the steps
as i begin to emerge
from the dirty subway station
i look up and see the sunlight
beaming
on the glistening stairs
still wet from rain
that fell hours ago..
i feel a source of strength
as i reach the top.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
Week 2: Haikus about sunlight, subway, strength
Haikus about sunlight, subway, strength
By: Jonathan Reyes
Sunlight is scorching
Harsh sounds of the subway
A single mom's strength
Strength comes from struggle
God's sunlight beams of our hope
Child rides the subway
The subway has dirt
A strong smell of the homeless
The sun's light will clean
By: Jonathan Reyes
Sunlight is scorching
Harsh sounds of the subway
A single mom's strength
Strength comes from struggle
God's sunlight beams of our hope
Child rides the subway
The subway has dirt
A strong smell of the homeless
The sun's light will clean
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Poem-Winning, Force, Bread
will i ever win this battle?
there is a force that constantly
tries to show me
there is not enough
bread, brains, beauty,
in this world
to make me happy.
more more more
i want more
always more
but to win the war
with myself
means to fight this force
and accept
the abundance of
beauty, brains and bread
all around
and to know
there is enough
for me.
there is a force that constantly
tries to show me
there is not enough
bread, brains, beauty,
in this world
to make me happy.
more more more
i want more
always more
but to win the war
with myself
means to fight this force
and accept
the abundance of
beauty, brains and bread
all around
and to know
there is enough
for me.
Week 1 (Haikus about winning, force, bread)
Haikus about winning, force, bread
By: Jonathan Reyes
The poor have no bread
Obama has won the race
Palin's forced to run
Winning is habit
Their force is hard to counter,
Toasted bread is good.
Bread and chemistry,
Strike first, strike hard, you must win,
The cops abuse force.
By: Jonathan Reyes
The poor have no bread
Obama has won the race
Palin's forced to run
Winning is habit
Their force is hard to counter,
Toasted bread is good.
Bread and chemistry,
Strike first, strike hard, you must win,
The cops abuse force.
Creative Outlets for the buys (RULES)
We have 3 themes every week.The 3 themes do not have to intersect a creative outlet,
they can be tackled individually, although it would be neat to combine the 3 into 1. Other than that there are no rules. The creative outcomes are due every Wednesday and we rotate who chooses the 3 themes for the next week.
Regards,
Jonathan
they can be tackled individually, although it would be neat to combine the 3 into 1. Other than that there are no rules. The creative outcomes are due every Wednesday and we rotate who chooses the 3 themes for the next week.
Regards,
Jonathan
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