Eagle's Wing

My name is Julia and I am 10 years old. I write poetry and other creative writings.

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Friday, May 21, 2004
 
DOLPHIN

blue
gray
skin
maybe
spots
maybe
bottle
nosed
shape
cute
clever
brave
playful


 
GORRILA

hair
furry
smelly
armpits
big
fat
black
hard
thing
on
head
like
ice cream
cone
weird
smart
furry
and
has
a
great
appetite


Monday, May 17, 2004
 
HUMMINGBIRD

small
clever
thin
smart
fast
scared
best
long
beak
of
a
humming
bird


 
I wrote another flarf poem:


ONE HORRIBLE SHOP

Wake up! Mom says ready
to go to the soda can shop.
I hate places like the barbarian
sodas when everyone eats and
drink til their heads blow
off. Gosh that was so
bizarre! No wonder there
are people who have
no heads! Sodas made people's
tongues turn chocolate so
they can eat themselves.
Once my boyfriend ate
himself up until he
only had a mouth left!
Bizarre! Bizarre! Biiiizarrrre!
Mom almost got drunk just
by soda! People get drunk and
take a nap and don't wake up.
The bizarre place stinks
and gosh it smells like
a cat just farted and that is ten times
worse than its litter box!
This soda tastes like coffee
with NO sugar.
HELLO! Don't dare go
to the stupid shop. Great. My
head's exploded.


 
PENGUIN?

Penguin penguin how come
your feathers are so thick?
Is it because your parents
glued feathers to you from
different birds? Penguin how
do you get that beak is
it because you used to be
a snow man with a carrot
and you turned into a penguin
with the same beak? Oh penguin
please answer soon!


Sunday, May 16, 2004
 
MY DREAM

I've had a bad dream
including a sky
and a jungle.
The jungle was green
I saw a scar
on a rabbit.

Oh that poor little rabbit.
I can't believe this was a dream
so real it was with a rabbit with a scar.
Something turned dark and it was the sky
and the grass was not green.
Oh this jungle.

I hate this jungle.
It was weird with a rabbit
and it turned green.
Oh I hate this dream.
Oh the sky.
There was lightning like a scar.

It was annoying th see a scar
even in the jungle.
I couldn't look at the sky
so I had to see the rabbit.
I wanted to stop having this dream.
My face was pale green.

The scar on the rabbit was green.
What is up with this scar?
I finished with my dream.
There was no more jungle
neither a rabbit
or even a sky.

I saw the sky.
It was not green.
I did see a rabbit
but it didn't have a scar.
I am very happy not to be in the jungle.
I never had a dream similar to this dream.

I do not like to dream about the jungle and sky.
I am happy I'm not in the jungle that is very green.
I am happy I don't see a scar, even on a rabbit.


 
SORRY!

Dear Friend: I'm so sorry I
jinxed your broom
while you were playing
quidditch

I was so mad at
you I didn't know you
would break two ribs and
a bone. I was just jealous
of you

I am at least good at
jinxing brooms because it
was my first time.
But I'll see you in
the hospital pretty soon.

Sincerely, Julia

This also goes with Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, when Lord Voldemort jinxes Harry Potter on his broom while playing quidditch.





 
I am pretending I'm in a book called Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire and it includes a port key and muggles are people who don't use magic in Harry Potter. I decided to write about the port key and how it works so you can see what it's like to be a wizard.

A PORT KEY

You may think this
is ugly, but do not
judge on what you see. You may not discover
about the port key. You
touch it and it goes
wherever you want to be.
It reminds you of a
shoe. It's shiny and black
but muggles always
throw it in the garbage
can. So the the port
key and you'll be amazed
of what you'll see.


 
QUESTIONS FOR A HIPPOPOTAMUS

What do you think about, hippotamus?

Of having a bigger river
with a whole lot of fish.

How do you scratch your back?

I let the fish and bugs
do it depending where my back is.

What is your favorite time of day or night?

Morning, well duh.

If you wrote poetry, what would it be about?

I will write about taking a nap.

Do you have a question for me?

Yes, I'm wondering what a
human being is. In my opinion
I think humans are things
that fly

This is collaboration me and my dad wrote. My dad wrote the questions and I wrote the answers.