Who I am
by Daniella from Ink Spot I am Artistic and smart. I wonder if humans will still be on earth past 3000. I hear the clouds pushing and squeezing the sun into night. I want a great life before it ends for me. I see leaves into feathers as fall sets. I am Artistic and […]
New Year’s
by Simon from Ink Spot New Years is one of my favorite things to celebrate. Because I can relax with my new presents that I got from Christmas. It’s also a day to hang out with my family. It also might be one of those days when me and my brother don’t fight! It’s […]
Nature
by Tony from Ink Spot, 5th grade The sun shines on me There’s nature all around me It’s truly beauty. It is amazing. Then I see the cars passing, buildings in the distance. Then I think about how we could make it better And then start again.
In This Place (Written at The Spirit Corner)
By Noah C., 5th grade, at the Ink Spot There will be a big forest or like a park. It would be really cool in 10 years. The trees will be big and there will be a playground and my spot I like is on the big rock. I’m all by myself. I like […]
Where I’m From
By Zoe B., 5th grade, at the Ink Spot Where I’m from. Where am I from? I could mention the love of my best friends. I could mention the tweet of the blue jays or the “you’re hot or you’re cold” of the radio or the wax of the crayons on my fingers possibly […]
I Come From
By Jainese at the Ink Spot I come from pickles and fried chicken. Sometimes cheesecake. I come from arts and crafts. I come from a funny phrase, “Ain’t nobody got time for that.” I come from a world, and its weather is okay. I come from a place where we always say a prayer […]
Hands Poem
By Sylvia S. at the Ink Spot My hand holds others thoughts and feelings. My hand holds a piece of everything. It holds onto stories and hopes. My hand holds some of you too. My hand lets go of lost memories. It lets go of time. And it even lets go of you […]
In This Moment
By Sarah at the Ink Spot In this moment… I see blackness, with lights flashing I hear people crunching on their chips I smell my smoothie I taste the air floating in my mouth I feel the cool table. In this town… a mother is buying her son ice-cream car horns honk in […]
I Am
By Tait at the Ink Spot I am a train riding along the railroad, I am always moving forward. I am a softball being thrown in the air and I am about to curve so the batter will miss me, I have a way out of almost anything. I am a basketball about to […]
A Beautiful Day
By Jordyn S. at the Ink Spot The grass is like a leprechaun I feel the air blowing through my hair I feel the wood chips under my feet I feel the hot burning sun burning on my face I hear the air planes flying high up in the sky I smell the perfume […]