My friend Aleshka wrote two great poems that she was kind enough to give to me to put on my website! Here they are:
Playing Football
I run across
The 10-yard line
I turn and catch
The ball—it’s mine!
The enemy tries
To catch up to me
But it is too late
My team has vict’ry!
The rush that I feel
Pumps through my veins
I am psyched up
For another game!
Lion
I prowl around,
And with my yellow eyes,
I look for prey
To catch by surprise.
My teeth are sharp,
And my claws are cruel
As I challenge my helpless prey
To a vicious duel.
They are weak,
And I am strong,
And I know the battle
Cannot last long.
And yet a predator
Awaits even me,
The King of the Beasts
Who has always trodden free.
They hunt me always,
By day and by night,
And I can go nowhere
To get away from their sight.
A long weapon
They hold in their hand
And as they pull down their finger
A noise fills the land.
All animals flee
When they hear the noise,
Except the one they have caught
With their long, deadly toys.
As the miserable animal
Lays in pain,
I feel pity
Even for one who would be my game.
So even me, the King of Beasts
Must flee
From things
That kill so easily.