Anthology of Poems and Short Story

ANTHOLOGY

OF

POEMS

SENSE IT

The raspberry yogurt is colored red and whit

Its taste is sweet and tart

It feels thick and cold

It smells fruity

Sounds slurpy

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HELLO GOODBYE

Hello Mondays, goodbye Sundays

Hello school days, goodbye holidays

Hello vacation, goodbye schooldays

Hello relaxation, goodbye hectic days

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Hello maturity, goodbye childishness

Hello responsibility, goodbye dependence

Hello remembering, goodbye forgetfulness

Hello future, goodbye bad memories

SEASONAL POETRY

…cauldrons are steaming

… children are singing

… everybody is greeting

… church bells are ringing

…meet the heavenly feeling,

of the Christmas evening!

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…looking for a partner

… for this day to remember

… celebrated throughout the year

… made exclusive for lovers

… for my love, I will never surrender

ONE-WORD, ONE-LINE POETRY

I will never forget when animals:

squawk

squeak

quack

croak

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Why do people

slide

glide

stride

hide?

HAIKU

Look, listen and think!

for I’m only here for you

when world seems to sink.

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Pause for a moment

for prayer and solitude

wonderful event!

CINQUAIN

stomach

hungry, full

digesting, grinding, absorbing

slowly, rapidly

tummy

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Men

curious, uncontented

studying, searching, thinking

impatiently, logically

people

ACROSTIC POEM

Raining comes natural here.

All creatures look for it.

It gives life.

Now, I have to say, Thank you GOD!

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Babies are innocent.

A mom paused for a moment.

Babies are holy.

You don’t need to worry.

THE INTRIGUING ARSON CASE IN VENICE

I am Julienna Meticulousso. I grew with my grandma Rosetta. I was fifteen then that my mother Yvonne died of a strange stomach ache and my father Miguelito Meticulousso died of a gunshot the day after my mother...