JACQUELINE K.
The Chimes*
The chimes sit there as quiet as can be
Silence. . . . . . . .
I can't resist touching them, but I don't touch them
Silence. . . . . . . .
The dragon chimes represent the Emperor
Silence. . . . . . . .
The phoenix chimes represent the Emperess
Silence. . . . . . . .
Brass chimes, jade chimes
So silent. . . . . . . .
I touch them,
SO LOUD!
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Ancient Mountain Imperial
Empty mountain does not see man,
but hears men's voices talk.
He sees a reflecting dark shadow coming into the deep forest,
and shines on green moss.
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Song Poem:
Morning in the Sierra Mountains
My cat is whining at me,
she wants food.
She is rubbing at my leg for food.
I give her food.
Now she is happy.
She jumps out the window into the warm sun and
picks bamboo to make a raft.
She is happy flowing down the fast, playful river.
She gets tired,
but she wants another ride.
She climbs up the hill
for another ride.
After the second ride,
she is sleepy.
Next moment,
she is whining
for more food.
MEOW!
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I Am
I was once a blueberry calf.
Now I am a rasberry cow.
People see me as a white wall with black spots.
I really am a blackberry bull.
I am a white daisy.
I will be a plum tree
with grass and honeysuckle around
it.
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*Note: When she read the poem in class, Jackie explained
in her introduction that she had not really touched the chimes. This is
a great feature about poetry: it does not have to be factual.
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