I won't be moved by the waves of the sea

I won't be moved by the waves of the sea
I will stay on this spot for all eternity

Then one very big wave came
It swept away people and houses all the same
What became of the child you ask
In the sunlight does he still bask

Well, that spot is underwater a thousand meters deep
To the depth where no ray of sunlight can seep
But few seamen still travel to that spot
And for what they say many believe them not

But when they travel to the place he should be found
A couple, mind, a couple, hear an eerie sound
A chilling voice whose words echo across time
And these words are arranged in a creepy rhyme

They say:

I won't be moved by the waves of the sea
I will stay on this spot for eternity

Thought of the Day

July 3 -Many people had theories about the Earth, its position in the Universe and what's in it. Though they may seem ridiculous now, the people of their time sometimes held them believable. The true explanations were teh ones they thought ridiculous. However, there is one that I would like to discuss. It is the theory that Earth is, in fact a series of Russian dolls, one fitting inside another. I would like to stretch this theory. Who's to say that our Universe isn't inside one of these Earths. There is nothing against it. It's not that I believe this theory, merely that I wish not to discredit it.

A Walk in the Woods

One crisp autumn afternoon, I wandered over to the woods. It was chilly and the air was fresh as a December morning. In the air hung the heavy scent of sap. Chipmunks and squirrels rustled in the bushes. The trees displayed marvelous crumson red, golden yellow and mellow orange leaves, a beautiful site. I aimlessly hiked the dirt path, the dry leaves crumbling under my feet. I heard a gushing, flowing soyund and spied a babbling brook. A tiny, wooden footbridge provided access to the other side. I traced the brook's beginning to a roaring waterfall, one of the most natural and serene scenes. Its beauty awed me and, for a moment, I stood perplexed by this magnificent natural wonder.

I then walked past the charming footbridge to a region of the forest greatly made up of by pine trees. Their needles jutted out everywhere, the organic carrying-case cones littered the ground. The samll of sap was unmistakably recognizable here. Every few paces, I would see a flawless nest, every twig stable. The forest was buzzing qith acticity, the samll creatures scampering to find and store food, never resting. A stampede of little feer echoed across the forest.

to be continued

And That's How it Happened (not)

Ever wondered how a certain invention was made? Well, you WON'T find the answer here!

ipod touch
So the dawn progressed and the aliens asked what fractions were. The man said, "I know not what you speak of. We are merely cavemen and have no such achievements!"* "Alright we will come back in a hundred thousand years." they said. Then they did but the Romans sacrificed them to the lions. “Okay, lets make sure NOT to come back here." they said. So in another hundred thousand years, they came to Roswell. But the US government said, "Oh if you wish to find what fractions are, never tell anyone of this incident and never come back. Travel to the Yeruit Star." "But, that is thrity billion million trillion thousand lightyears to the power of five billion away!" "That’s the price to pay for knowledge." "Ok thanks for telling us." "But, you must reward us for telling you." "What should we do?" "Give us your most advanced piece of technology!" "OK!" That is how the ipod touch came to be.

Wallet
There was a British bloke. His name is unimportant. He had a friend named Wally, who held all his money for him. So when someone asked him where he kept his money, he said, "My Wally has it!" But that become inconvenient. So another bloke invented a leather pouch and said, "Its the pocket Wally!" and people began to just call it a Wally. But because of their British accents, everyone thought they were saying "wallet" so the entire world accepted that name, and even eventually the British. And that is how the wallet came to be.

Pi Poems

"Pi Madness"

Hark! What is that delightful scent?
An irrational number? Friend, do not lament.

Wait... can it be e? No wait...
No, no, no, the scent is simply too great

Oh, pi, the very tasty thing!
I think I just heard a thousand angels sing
"The Great Number of Pi" has a nice ring

3.141592653
The rest of pi's digits, come to me!

58979
Pi is really so divine!

323846264
Never have I heard such a great number before!

338
No, wait...

This number will drive me over the deep end in love
Once again, I hear millions of heavenly voices above

Despite the many hardships, despite many a sigh
I will ALWAYS, ALWAYS love pi!

"Ode to Pi"

You ask me, "What is the greatest number?
Why, good sir, I could answer that in my slumber
Or perhaps while eating a cucumber

It is the number which never repeats
My love for it also never depletes

If anyone, anyone would simply pass by
The wonderful, majestic number of pi
And give no response, save a grief-ful sigh
Then I, good sir, would almost die

What ignorance! What shunning! What display!
This kind of mathematical incompetence I consider foul play

The irrational number E is quite a bore
Pi will be on top, and keep repeating forever more

(Partial credit to Brooke M.)

"A Pi Comparison"

More marvelous than a roaring waterfall

More elegant than a royal ball

More beautiful than a ray of sunshine

Stop, there I draw the line

Nothing, I say nothing, can be more divine

Than pi, the great irrational number

The value of which is heavier than a ton of lumber

The number is the grat pi

The number for which I would die

The merer thought brings a tear to my eye

A Walk into Weirdness

One day I took a walk
Into a land where people sit and stare
It is a nice place to go, and not too far away
You see, there were strange things everywhere

I saw a dog walking a person
There was an eraser writing, oh what a sight!
A microphone made voices quiet
And there were bats that slept all night

Oh what a strange place that was!
I thought it was an odd sight to see
That, I thought, I would like to see again
I wish you would someday come there with me

This is my Deck of Cards

This is my deck of cards
With them I can win any game
Poker, Uno, BS, Go Fish
I will win them all the same

This is my deck of cards
I like to play with them sun up and sun down
I can beat anyone in a championship
On my head, they should place a card-player crown

This is my deck of cards
I would never sell them, this I vow
Somehow, they help me in card games
Hey, I’ll prove it, want to play right here, right now?

Mr. Snowman

Mr. Snowman, sitting in the snow
Why do you remain so?
Don’t you ever get chilled?
When the Sun comes don’t your parts get spilled?

Creator, as you can see
No one has ever bothered to move me
For me, unlike others, cold can never be felt
And yes, it is true, I do wish I wouldn’t melt

I Wonder

Do angels play board games or cards up in the starry sky?
Do they really feel eternal happiness or just sit and sigh?
Do they ever think about people down on Earth’s land?
Do they even exist all the way up there in the heaven that seems so grand?

The Months of the Year

The month of January is first in line
By now the winter chills will begin to refine

February marks the end of cold winter days
Peeking out from behind the clouds come some sunshine rays

March in the windy month of spring
With birds and butterflies and a bees that sting

The month of April is filled with showers
And that of course will bring the May flowers

May days are warm and have lots of sun
So come on outside and have some fun
Yes, it’s true, school ends near the end of June
So go out, party with friends, go the Moon!

July is a month of going to the pool and eating ice cream
With your friends you can devise a lemonade stand scheme

It’s August and school is creeping this way
I’ll bet you wish it’s far away

In September autumn and school begin
You’ll be saying “What a great summer it’s been

With October comes harvest and delight
But also with October comes Halloween and fright

November is a time to be thankful that the Pilgrims survived
In school we learn of them, from the time they left to the time they arrived

Hanukkah, Christmas, Kwanza, oh my!
The month of December sure can occupy

Limericks

"The Tower"

There once was a leaning tower
Who in New York came to power
There it was a king
The people would sing
"Fall in a meteor shower"

"Peep the mouse"
There once was a mouse named Peep
Who grew to the size of a sheep
Elephants feared him
Dared not to go near him
In fear they squashed Peep in a leap

I Wish I Could

I wish I could be the shield of the trees
And stop all the lumberjacks’ axes in their tracks
I would end extreme deforestation
I would keep the forests alive and well
And we’d all be breathing clean, fresh air

Haikus

"Waterfall"

Divine roaring sound
Unspeakably beautiful
Marvel of Nature

"Earthquake"

Watch as they all run
Feel terror as the ground shakes
Thor’s great hammer strikes

"Ocean"

Salty is the drop
Free and cold, harsh and mean
Waves lap at the shore

Freeverse Poems

"The Test"

I raise my pencil as the blinds are drawn
and everyone begins to sweat
I’m not ready, I can’t do this, please don’t force me to!
It’s too late, it’s time to begin,
I’ll just do my best
I pray I won’t flunk or do really bad
On this sixth grade test

"Happiness"

Happiness is sitting by a pool
with a friend on a hot summer day
Happiness is drinking hot cocoa
next to a warm fire
on a freezing December day
Happiness is learning something new

Happiness is befriending the shy new kid
Happiness is swapping stories around a campfire
Happiness is ripping open wrapping paper to find
wonderful gifts on Christmas morning
Happiness is simply being you

“The fun of Bowling”

As the black boulder rages
down the street
Ten figures sit and stare
They won’t move,
they won’t budge
This gives my heart a scare

They are knocked over and go
flying in every direction
Do any stand?
Yes, one is still there

If I collapse it, I’ll get a spare
For this standoff was all for fun
You see, bowling is for everyone

Diamonte

"Size"

Dwarf
Diminutive, Fragile
Hiding, Sneaking, Displaying
Folklore, Entertainment, Fear, Exhibition
Intimidating, Impressing, Laboring
Large, Strong
Giant

"Temperature"

Fire
Hot, Destructive
Raging, Burning, Spreading
Wood, Energy, Freezer, Water
Freezing, Chilling, Cooling
Cold, Smooth
Ice

Colors

Gold is the color of angels’ tears
Green represents an impenetrable fir forest

Red is ripe, juicy pepperoni on a steaming pizza
Yellow reminds me of warm, melting butter on syrup-soaked pancakes

Brown is the color of an ancient rusting Volkswagen
White is the color of a blank sheet of paper waiting for a writer to spill his ideas on

Black is the color of a Harley-Davidson armor-clad biker on a dark night
Orange represents the ripe, plump pumpkin that won 1st place at the County Fair

Blue is the proud corner of our magnificent flag holding the fifty gleaming stars
Gray is a deserted street in a lonely, desolate town

Magenta reminds me of the silky, joyful banners hung everywhere on Mother’s Day
Pink is the color of melting strawberry smoothies in a crowded malt shop

I love all the colors of the rainbow and beyond

Cinquains

“Guitar”

Guitar
Strong, Playable
Strumming, Playing, Tuning
Wood-art

“Bongos”

Bongos
Lively, Sturdy
Beating, Drumming, Striking
Bongos are really fun to play
Wood-cups

The Adventures of Stick Figure Dude

The Escape

In New York City, dozens of cars and taxis stood in the street honking, while pedestrians crowded the sidewalks, walking dogs ranging from the smallest chihuahua to the largest Great dane and tossing quarters, half-dollars, and the occasional twenty-dollar-bills to homeless sitting next to their boxes clanking cups or playing instruments. In a certain street, a garbage man was collecting the fly-ridden black sacks with a disapproving look. Across the street, a child of twelve was riding past a small apartment on a scooter. The apartment happened to be a laboratory where four scientists were running some tests and doing experiments. They were trying out new space-craft designs. They wanted to find one that had the most appealing form, most aerodynamic overall shape, strongest material, most storage room, swiftest and most green engines, etc. In general, they were trying to create a perfect space-craft. These scientists were brilliant. The tables were cluttered with measuring devices, fabrics, and blueprints. The other rooms contained test heating chambers, super-computers, piles and piles of papers, records, contracts, etc. and several large charts on the walls. One of the scientists in the first room was examining something with interest when another called, "Richardson, get over here!" Richardson put the paper away and hurried over to the other room. He would not see that paper again for fifteen years. If he did, then we might've had a chance. But he didn't so no hope remained.

The People of Tomorrow

As we sit back and think of all the cultures through different time periods, we often reflect on how their lifestyle was much more different than ours. Early 1600s English Quakers and other religious groups had no religious freedom like we do. The early farming community Catal Huyuk-dwellers were roof-walkers, with no sidewalks or streets. The Native Americans that existed hundreds, even thousands of years ago had no television or ipods. The Australopithecines 3.75 million years old had no man-made tools, let alone the crafts expertise and technological as well as electrical advancements we have today. But these are all past cultures. Think of how our culture will be hundreds, nay, thousands of years later. Of course, we can only speculate about what it will be like, and I am ninety-nine percent certain that our speculations, not even educated guesses, will be totally off, terribly too science fiction-ish to actually match up with an actually reality. Then again, our earliest ancestors might've thought the same of our culture, and I am talking advanced enough that they would have the intelligence to speculate... and the imagination to comprehend what we have here today: escalators, electricity, automatic machines, artificial heart, agriculture, etc.

to be continued...