Wednesday, November 7, 2012

The Secret Formula

Mysterious sauce,
mouthwateringly tasty,
tell me your secret

Sarah's Haiku 11-7-12


Clogged Arteries

You're so very wrong 
But God does it feel so right,
Savory coronary. 

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Tina's Haikus and Poems


Week 3: Romance/Love

#1: Must Be Breaming

  The Duke sleeps sweetly.
           Upside down and barking loud.
                He must be dreaming.

#2: Tell your story

   A book with pages.
         Lines that begin to repeat.,
             to tell a story. 

#3: Embrace Your Love

    Love makes me happy.
    It is a special feeling.
      So embrace your love.

#4: Romanticism

    Romanticism
One word that explains it all.
Ultimate kind of love.


#5: Beautiful Moment

   Candle lit dinners
Petals from a red red rose
Beautiful moment.

Poem 3: Romance

Romance is the key for any relationship to survive,
When its present it reaches your heart and makes you feel alive.
It is just saying I love you every morning,
Even when you two are old and boring.
It is listening and laughing, 
and remembering good times,
it can be reading with each other and hearing the wind chimes.
Now kiss each other everyday and that’s all I have to say.




Week 4: Chapstick brand/ Romance

#1: Classic Brand

    An original,
classic brand that moisturize 
the lips for comfort.

#2: Dry

    Constantly pouting.
My lips are extremely dry.
I need Chapstick now.

#3: Classic 

    Helps prevent sunburns
Because this one has SPF.
    Classic and better.

#4: I Will Need More

  I can’t stop rubbing.
My lips are so slippery.
But I will need more.

#5: Chapstick

   The shape of Chapstick
So identifiable.
My only choice ever.

Poem 4: Medieval Chivalry

Originally from medieval chivalry,
but why has it not stuck to thee or those that should be.
Like males who should court thy ladies
instead of listening to his immature mates. 
Romance can complete and restore 
that of chivalry dyeing before us
All you have to do is no fight and no fuss.

Week 5: Coke Brand / Children’s poem

#1: Burst of Flavor

    A burst of flavor
all trickling down your throat.
    Nothing like a Coke.

#2: Always # 1

     A global leader
in soft drinks around the world
      Always number one.

#3: About Me

       Strong on the outside
  and fuzzy on the inside
Red, white all over.

#4: Fuel Source

    A powerful fuel
For most who really enjoy
    Coke keeps me alive.

#5: We Offer

    Coca- Cola Co.
Offers many different drinks
    Juices to soft drinks

Poem 5: Horse Play

Children love to horse play
whether it be painting on the walls or throwing tough clay.
Can we ever get them to drop this foolish behavior
or will this be until theres a savior, 
Who will make them realize that its time to grow up
and stop spilling their cup.
No more running around the house 
or leaving your clothes on the ground.
No more horse play all around.

Tyler's Haiku's and Poem


Haiku’s:

A love story - 
Sparkling and crisp 
always the burn that gets me 
coke I love you now

One more - 
Just dark, cool and sweet 
flowing over ice, so nice
another I must

Lust - 
Pop the top, I lust
cold you are, i hold you close
so sweet, so tasty

Around the world - 
You live everywhere 
In small towns and big cities
you live down the hall

Addictive - 
Maybe tall or small
covered in red and silver
very addictive 


Poem:
Dream - 
It brings a world to life
makes it rich and alive
anything is possible here
every night I arrive 
each time different from the last
sometimes long 
sometimes not quick enough

I miss you in the day
I run to you at night
who will I be
where will I go 

I love my time with you 
I love you, my dream

Best on Earth

With a lot of ice
Coca Cola in a glass
is sweet paradise.

By: Loipa Ramos

"Everlasting Love" Haiku 5 - Week 6 (Theme: Coke)

"Everlasting Love"

A Coke is a kiss
A rose on a rainy day
Everlasting love.

Sarah's Children's Poem


Just Leave Me Alone!

I don’t like kisses,
I don’t like hugs,
I wish the girl in the playground,
Would just hide under a rug!

She chases me around,
Through the monkey bars,
Then to the sandbox.
And when I turn my back,

She’ll hide in the trees,
Waiting for me,
And when I’m not looking,
She jumps down and kisses me!

So yesterday I pushed her to the ground
And I cried out loud
“I don’t like kisses, I don't like hugs!”
“Leave me alone I don’t want you around!”

Today I didn’t see her,
She was nowhere to be found.
Then I saw her chasing another boy.
And I started to frown.

I don’t like kisses, 
I don't like hugs,
And I don’t like her,
But I miss the being chased all over the playground. 
It is kind of strange,
When I grow up will it be this way?