Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Pip 'n pop



Pip'n Pop

The sugar mountains tan in the sun.
The rivers bounce in the cool breeze.
The glowing hills are brighter then a light bulb

The flowers are lurking behind the sticks.
The trees Waltz together until there legs are sore.

Why did they make it sugar land?
How is it Formed?
If I was to live in it would I have  a different life?



Pip and pop by Tanya Schultz.




2 comments:

  1. Cool poem Ayvs. I like the line about the trees waltzing til their legs are sore. That's a neat metaphor! Clever writing! Sonya x

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  2. Hind sticks

    I really like the way you said the flowers are lurking be👍🏻

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