Creamworld

I dream the world was made out of ice-cream.
I dream the people will eat their houses and they drink the ocean.
I dream the paper was made out of chocolate.

... by Alondra Angel, age 10 (2007)

A link to the Seattle Times story by Marian Liu on
Bus Poetry, called "Poetry in motion ... on buses".

Link to Poetry on Buses organization.

I dreamt that a zebra was talking to me
I gave him some food
And walked away

The zebra followed me
I yelled, "GO BACK!"

He didn't want to go back
But he went back
Ate some grass
And then drove off
In a red monster truck

... by Giovanni Paredes, age 6 (2007)

The 2007 Metro project, poetry on buses, come to life with this audio slideshow.

Give up all hope for a better past.

O America

O let America be America again
The land that never has been yet
And yet must be

... - Langston Hughes

friends and brothers

Proverbs 17:17

The time to be happy is now. The place to be happy is here. The way to be happy is to make others so.

- Robert Green Ingersoll

First Grade Friends

A boy named Rusty.
Never seen one like him.
Carrot-top head.
Freckle-dotted cheeks.
I dream of sitting next to him.

Me: A girl named Bharati.
He's never seen one like me.
Mop-top head.
Cinnamon skin.
He looks into my chocolate eyes.
And offers me his lunch.

... by Vijaya Bodach

Charlotte Perkins Gilman

So when the great word "Mother!" rang once more,

I saw at last its meaning and its place;

Not the blind passion of the brooding past,

But Mother -- the World's Mother -- come at last,

To love as she had never loved before --

To feed and guard and teach the human race.

The Traveler

She has put on invisibility.

Dear Lord, I cannot see --

But this I know, although the road ascends

And passes from my sight,

That there will be no night;

That You will take her gently by the hand

And lead her on

Along the road of life that never ends,

And she will find it is not death but dawn.

I do not doubt that you are there as here,

And You will hold her dear.

Dear Lord, I thank You for the faith tat frees,

The love that knows it cannot lose its own;

The love that, looking through the shadows, sees

That You and she and I are ever one!

... by James Dillet Freeman

"He leads me beside still waters; he restores my soul."

- Psalm 23:2-3