A Brave Writer's Life in Brief

Enjoy this adorable poem by Brave Writer, Libby!

The Bare Bear

by Libby (age 12)

There once was bear named Clare
And this bear named Clare had no hair
No fur and no fuzz,
the coldest a bear ever was,
Yes poor Clare had no hair, she was bare!

Here’s a poem by Brave Writer student, Ivy, to enjoy with your Poetry Teatime:

Racquetball

by Ivy (age 11)

a bounce and a thunk
a person falls
it’s an injury
in racquetball

the racket clanks
against the wall
this isn’t like a trip
to the south end mall

not too tight
not too light
or you’ll end up
with one black eye

a nice firm grip
a nicer swing
if it isn’t that
you’ll end in a sling

so always pretend
your home sick in bed
there’s lots of hope
in a sore forehead

Image by Brave Writer mom Venessa

Enjoy this delightful poem by Brave Writer student, Emily (age 12):

I will not use a metaphor

I will not use a metaphor,
They are the pain when I am poor

I will not use a simile,
They’re like a swarm of bumble bees

An adjective, I’d never write,
They’re ugly, stupid, never right,

But most of all, in the universe,
I’ll never write lines, a poem, or verse!

Image by Shonda Kellams (cc cropped, tinted, text added)