Concrete poems take the shape of what they are describing: Here are ours...
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Where I'm From: By Nicholas M.
Where I'm From
by Nicholas Mitri
Where I'm from I see a ball of fire slowly awakening and painting
A new day out of nothingness
Where I'm from I taste the pancakes slowly melting in my mouth
Like chocolate as I get ready to go to school
Where I'm from I hear birds encouraging me to drop food
Like vultures eyeing their prey
Where I'm from I grab the door handle as ideas flood my head
As I start to leave
Where I'm from I smell the fresh, foggy air like a fresh mint leaf
As I walk on my way to school
Where I'm from I see an American flag flapping like an old friend
Saying hi
Where I'm from is Houston, Texas
by Nicholas Mitri
Where I'm from I see a ball of fire slowly awakening and painting
A new day out of nothingness
Where I'm from I taste the pancakes slowly melting in my mouth
Like chocolate as I get ready to go to school
Where I'm from I hear birds encouraging me to drop food
Like vultures eyeing their prey
Where I'm from I grab the door handle as ideas flood my head
As I start to leave
Where I'm from I smell the fresh, foggy air like a fresh mint leaf
As I walk on my way to school
Where I'm from I see an American flag flapping like an old friend
Saying hi
Where I'm from is Houston, Texas
Where I'm From: by Yahia R.
Where I'm From
by Yahia Rahmouni
Where I'm from I see big malls standing above me like gods
I see cars speeding across the street like a grand prix competition
People walking to their jobs - back and forth - like a pounding heart
I see the sun above me standing tall like a soldier
Where I am from I hear busy people steps
Cars engines roaring like lions
My family and friends singing happy birthday to me
Where I am from I taste the sweet chocolate cake
My nanny made for me on my tenth birthday
I feel the soft pillows of my bed when I lay on it
After a long day at school
by Yahia Rahmouni
Where I'm from I see big malls standing above me like gods
I see cars speeding across the street like a grand prix competition
People walking to their jobs - back and forth - like a pounding heart
I see the sun above me standing tall like a soldier
Where I am from I hear busy people steps
Cars engines roaring like lions
My family and friends singing happy birthday to me
Where I am from I taste the sweet chocolate cake
My nanny made for me on my tenth birthday
I feel the soft pillows of my bed when I lay on it
After a long day at school
Haiku - Poems about Nature
It's raining loudly
The beautiful melody
Makes me want to sleep
by Rania Haddioui
It's all about the rain
When the plants grow tall and breathe
Gives us oxygen
by Rania Haddioui
I hear the rain fall
Water dropping to the ground
From the sky growing
The beautiful melody
Makes me want to sleep
by Rania Haddioui
When the plants grow tall and breathe
Gives us oxygen
by Rania Haddioui
Water dropping to the ground
From the sky growing
by Al Hassan Al Fadile
I feel the pure rain
Smacking down the open ground
And the plains growing
by Salim B. and Rania H.
Two tectonics meet
They fight to their doom to form
The immense mountains
by Sijal Adnani
Look at the rain that
Drifts on the crops as the farmers
Thank the greatest God
Nicholas Mitri
Birds singing outside
Wind going in my good nose
My smell is better
by Meryem Matar
The rain falling here
The birds calling for nice warmth
Me, comfortable
by Meryem Matar
I hear rain pouring
I hear frogs and toads jumping
The rain stops then, silence
by Hyo Bin Ko
The rain is falling
The beautiful sky is grey
The air fresh again
by Ghali Oughiri
Rain, dropping down
Land slowly filling with plants
Growing happily
by Sereen Gallichio
The gigantic trees
Getting water from rain falls
Becoming so green
by Mohamed Azmi
The wind is blowing
I can hear the trees dancing
I feel the sweet wind
by Yahia Rahmouni and Kamil Benjelloum
The rain makes me feel
That it is like a fountain
Like a tsunami
by Anis el Ofir
When the rain comes
Farmers are happy for their crops
They jump so high
by Malek Sibai
The summer breeze is
Surrounding us for today
The air is fresh now
by Ghita Elabridi
A rainy day for
Me is a rainy day for
All the human race
Mamoun Bennani
I hear rain pouring
I hear frogs and toads jumping
The rain stops then, silence
by Hyo Bin Ko
The rain is falling
The beautiful sky is grey
The air fresh again
by Ghali Oughiri
Rain, dropping down
Land slowly filling with plants
Growing happily
by Sereen Gallichio
The gigantic trees
Getting water from rain falls
Becoming so green
by Mohamed Azmi
The wind is blowing
I can hear the trees dancing
I feel the sweet wind
by Yahia Rahmouni and Kamil Benjelloum
The rain makes me feel
That it is like a fountain
Like a tsunami
by Anis el Ofir
When the rain comes
Farmers are happy for their crops
They jump so high
by Malek Sibai
The summer breeze is
Surrounding us for today
The air is fresh now
by Ghita Elabridi
A rainy day for
Me is a rainy day for
All the human race
Mamoun Bennani
Where I'm From: By Hamza M.
Where I'm From:
by Hamza Mounir
Where I'm from I can see Stanford students working hard to achieve their diplomas
I see other students partying because they passed their exams
Like a four-year-old child on Christmas day
Where I'm from I feel the sentiment of purity
While filtering white sand through my fingers
Clearing all my feelings of revenge or hatred
I can feel the sun beating down on tourists, citizens and families
As merciless as a weight
Crushing an amateur body-builder
Where I'm from I can smell
The overheated gravel road of Highway 101
Weakening every second under the smoldering sun
I can smell the sweet perfume of the eternal life source of coffee
Drifting away from cafes which are never at ease
Where I'm from I can hear the fluttering of the turquoise waves of Carmel
I can hear sweet taffy being munched energetically by little kids next to the bay
I can hear the distant roaring of pricey, luxurious cars
Roaming the streets and acting superior
Where I'm from I taste the fish and chips giving a treat to my mouth
Like a mother praising her child
I can taste the fresh lemonade being served at Pizza Antica
And the candy - considered the best in the world - melting in my mouth
Where I'm from is San Jose, California.
by Hamza Mounir
Where I'm from I can see Stanford students working hard to achieve their diplomas
I see other students partying because they passed their exams
Like a four-year-old child on Christmas day
Where I'm from I feel the sentiment of purity
While filtering white sand through my fingers
Clearing all my feelings of revenge or hatred
I can feel the sun beating down on tourists, citizens and families
As merciless as a weight
Crushing an amateur body-builder
Where I'm from I can smell
The overheated gravel road of Highway 101
Weakening every second under the smoldering sun
I can smell the sweet perfume of the eternal life source of coffee
Drifting away from cafes which are never at ease
Where I'm from I can hear the fluttering of the turquoise waves of Carmel
I can hear sweet taffy being munched energetically by little kids next to the bay
I can hear the distant roaring of pricey, luxurious cars
Roaming the streets and acting superior
Where I'm from I taste the fish and chips giving a treat to my mouth
Like a mother praising her child
I can taste the fresh lemonade being served at Pizza Antica
And the candy - considered the best in the world - melting in my mouth
Where I'm from is San Jose, California.
Where I'm From: By Mehdi G.
Where I'm From:
by Mehdi Ghazalli
Where I come from I hear bird
Singing the good morning song
Where I come from I can hear
The sea raising the shore
Where I come from I see
The people walking to school
Where I come from I can see
Airplanes in the sky buzzing like bumblebees
Where I come from I smell
The hot air rising
Where I come from I touch
The hand of the guardians to give the money
by Mehdi Ghazalli
Where I come from I hear bird
Singing the good morning song
Where I come from I can hear
The sea raising the shore
Where I come from I see
The people walking to school
Where I come from I can see
Airplanes in the sky buzzing like bumblebees
Where I come from I smell
The hot air rising
Where I come from I touch
The hand of the guardians to give the money
Where I'm From: By Meryem M.
Where I'm From:
by Meryem Matar
Where I'm from, I see huge buildings and mosques
I see the waves and the fresh sea of Ain Diab
I see the tramway going with electricity
And the man pulling a karousa, yelling "Beeeeeeeee!"
Where I'm from I hear the klaxons of cars
The music of marriages that don't let me sleep
I hear people begging for money
And many fast footsteps
Where I'm from I taste couscous every Friday
I taste tajines most of the time
I taste the shebakiya with honey
And harira in Ramadan
Where I'm from I touch dirt and trash with my shoes
I touch the smooth skin, and harsh horns of sheep in Eid El Kbir
I touch the enormous amount of water that lies beneath the city
That didn't let people build a metro here
Where I"m from I smell the good oil
I smell the painting and repainting of buildings
I smell heated food at night as we break our fast
And the odor of the sea in summer
by Meryem Matar
Where I'm from, I see huge buildings and mosques
I see the waves and the fresh sea of Ain Diab
I see the tramway going with electricity
And the man pulling a karousa, yelling "Beeeeeeeee!"
Where I'm from I hear the klaxons of cars
The music of marriages that don't let me sleep
I hear people begging for money
And many fast footsteps
Where I'm from I taste couscous every Friday
I taste tajines most of the time
I taste the shebakiya with honey
And harira in Ramadan
Where I'm from I touch dirt and trash with my shoes
I touch the smooth skin, and harsh horns of sheep in Eid El Kbir
I touch the enormous amount of water that lies beneath the city
That didn't let people build a metro here
Where I"m from I smell the good oil
I smell the painting and repainting of buildings
I smell heated food at night as we break our fast
And the odor of the sea in summer
Friday, May 16, 2014
Where I'm From: By Amine
Where I’m From:
By Amine Mikou
Where I’m from I see the
beautiful beach like the eternal sky in my head.
Where I’m from I hear the
birds singing like instruments.
Where I’m from I smell the
yummy couscous with the sauce …Mmmm.
Where I’m from I smell the fresh wind blowing like
freedom in my face.
Where I’m from is Morocco.
Three Poems by Hyo Bin Ko
Untitled:
by Hyo Bin Ko
Can't breathe
Can't talk
Help! But no one's there
Alone
Can't swim
Total darkness
I cry for help.
Tree:
by Hyo Bin Ko
When I had no life, the sky gave me life
When I had no body, a trunk of a tree became my body
When I had no arms, branches grew out from my body
When I had no legs, roots became my legs
And I realized that I was a tree that gave oxygen to help the humans
And I was proud
Where I'm From:
by Hyo Bin Ko
Where I'm from I see statues of heroes that watch us like hawks
I see my country's deep blue river, flowing like tears
I see all the modern buildings everywhere
But I don't see nature that much, just in parks
Where I'm from I hear busy footsteps like the Flamenco steps
I hear banging noises from construction sites
Like as if Thor is banging with his hammer
I hear people talking on phones
But I don't hear birds chirping their sweet melodies
Where I'm from I taste spiciness in the food that makes me cry!
But I don't taste the yummy couscous that we find here in Morocco
Where I'm from I feel the snow falling on me heavily
And I feel like the world is made of ice cream
But I don't feel warmness in the winter like it is in Morocco
Where I'm from I smell pollution in the air
But I don't smell fresh air like I do when I'm in the countryside
Where I'm from is Seoul, South Korea.
Thursday, May 15, 2014
Where I'm From: By Divisha
Where I'm From
by Divisha Daswani
Where I'm from I see big yellow buses
Buzzing like bees down in the street
Out from my window below my apartment
Where I'm from I walk past
The park from my childhood
With the new kids playing so happily
Where I'm from I can hear people
Pronounce the "Th" instead of "S"
I hear people playing instruments
They sing in the streets like life in a musical
I hear birds chasing the wind
And the ocean dancing Flamenco
Where I'm from I taste Churros con chocolate caliente
And I taste my grandma's
Old Secret Cheesecake Recipe
Where I'm from I feel the rough palm tree skin
Like the outside of a seashell
And I smell the ocean where my grandma's ashes lie
Where I'm from I feel the fresh pillows waiting for me
and feel the cool metal doorbell of my house
That greets me when I come back home
by Divisha Daswani
Where I'm from I see big yellow buses
Buzzing like bees down in the street
Out from my window below my apartment
Where I'm from I walk past
The park from my childhood
With the new kids playing so happily
Where I'm from I can hear people
Pronounce the "Th" instead of "S"
I hear people playing instruments
They sing in the streets like life in a musical
I hear birds chasing the wind
And the ocean dancing Flamenco
Where I'm from I taste Churros con chocolate caliente
And I taste my grandma's
Old Secret Cheesecake Recipe
Where I'm from I feel the rough palm tree skin
Like the outside of a seashell
And I smell the ocean where my grandma's ashes lie
Where I'm from I feel the fresh pillows waiting for me
and feel the cool metal doorbell of my house
That greets me when I come back home
Where I'm From: By Ghali
Where I'm From
by Ghali Oudghiri
Where I'm from I can see
Traffic all over the city
Like a twisted snake
Destroying everything
Where I"m from I see
Homeless people asking for money
I see construction in many places
People like ants making stuff for their queen
Where I'm from I feel my soft bed every day
When my mom wakes me up for school
And I smell the air - polluted but mostly fresh
I taste the couscous every Friday
Where I'm from I am like a baby bird
Waiting for my mother to bring me food
Where I'm from I am a baby bird
Not wanting to leave my nest
by Ghali Oudghiri
Where I'm from I can see
Traffic all over the city
Like a twisted snake
Destroying everything
Where I"m from I see
Homeless people asking for money
I see construction in many places
People like ants making stuff for their queen
Where I'm from I feel my soft bed every day
When my mom wakes me up for school
And I smell the air - polluted but mostly fresh
I taste the couscous every Friday
Where I'm from I am like a baby bird
Waiting for my mother to bring me food
Where I'm from I am a baby bird
Not wanting to leave my nest
Where I'm From: By Sereen
Where I'm From
by Sereen Gallichio
I'm from Florida, where the sun always shines
Where the water is turqoise blue
And the fish swims after you
Where the heat makes you warmer
And you feel it's always summer
I'm from a place
Where the flowers grow
Like mushrooms in a bayou
And where the rain falls and catches you
Where I'm from I could see
The happy people jogging
Like they're running for a ticking clock
Where I'm from the fun ever stops
by Sereen Gallichio
I'm from Florida, where the sun always shines
Where the water is turqoise blue
And the fish swims after you
Where the heat makes you warmer
And you feel it's always summer
I'm from a place
Where the flowers grow
Like mushrooms in a bayou
And where the rain falls and catches you
Where I'm from I could see
The happy people jogging
Like they're running for a ticking clock
Where I'm from the fun ever stops
Where I'm from: By Al Hassan
Where I'm From
by Al Hassan
Where I'm from, I see colors blinding my sight
I see people passing through the sight of the night
Where I'm from I hear birds chirping like music played on heavenly drums
I hear the car horns stuck in traffic
"Bruuuurp!" "Bruuurp!" like angry bullfrogs.
"Bruuuurp!" "Bruuurp!" like angry bullfrogs.
Where I'm from I taste the couscous every Friday
My mother carries lovingly to the table.
I see us all together, as we eat at the big round table in our salon.
I see the joy on the faces of my family.
Where I'm from it's sad and dark,
Like an empty home.
I touch the concrete walls
That were destroyed by vandals
And then repainted with hope.
Where I'm from
It's happy and light,
Like a graduation ceremony
Overflowing
With hats.
With hats.
Thursday, May 8, 2014
The Fire Hydrant by Rayan L.
The Fire Hydrant
A lonely object filled with water
Like a piece of garbage in the dump
Missing every friend
In this lonely corner
Diary: by Rania O. and Saud A.
Diary
Dear diary:
You keep my precious secrets
Away from the evil eye
You stitched my heart
When it was ripped in half
From the people who have laughed
Thank you for being the only ear
That didn't disappear.
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
I Think of You by Driss S.
I Think of You
Everytime I think of you
Or your face comes into view
My heart just melts and tells me how
How very much I like you
Ever since the very start
I hoped one day to have your heart
Maybe I will or maybe I won't
But giving up I surely don't
A smile like yours is hard to find
It seems to me you are so kind
You make me happy, you make me sad
But to you I'll never get mad
So for now I'd like to say:
I like you more than each new day
I hope one day you'll feel it too
Because you know what? I like you.
Even if we cannot be friends forever
Better a friend
Than nothing at all
If you need anything, give me a call.
Blossom Tree by Noel B.
Blossom Tree:
This beautiful tree
In front of my eyes
Gleaming with color
Shines with the sun
A beautiful blossom
Dangling from above
Gives me an image
A vision of love
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
Underwater By Mia S.
Underwater
By Mia S.
All alone in the deep
I hear
The muffled noises
From above
When I close my eyes
It feels like a dark paradise
No noise, no bothering
I never felt that good
Deep down in the ocean
I can imagine myself floating
In the atmosphere
Counting the stars one by one
I hold my breath
Till my lungs feel
Like they’re going
To burst
I don’t want to go up to the surface
But I have to
So goodbye
My beautiful, tranquil paradise
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