Eagle's Wing

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

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Monday, January 31, 2005

I am a drum and you are very
lucky you are not me.
At least every day somebody
takes these big sticks and
pounds on me, it sounds good but
feels horrible, there are also
these slippery things with five
things sticking out, I think
you call them hants. Worst of all
I did not do anything bad and they
still punish me for no reason!
Some people put paper on me
and keep me in cold basements.
But my dad (Mr. Bass Drum) always
says life if not fair, well my dad
sure is right about that. Startling
sticks! I am getting punished
again. Ow!

Sunday, January 30, 2005

We got to Seattle, reminds
me of seagulls, on our way
to Portland, when I get shipped
to San Jose in a cathedral
reminds me of San Diego
missions, when I go to
Phoenix, the bird in Harry Potter. I fly
to Birmingham (it reminds
me of burning ham) straight
to St. Louis and back to my


One day a rhino was digging
and found a tooth. It slipped
out of his mouth and it got
stuck on his head.. The same thing happened
for a century and that's why all rhinos
have horns.


Elk, elk, how did you
get antlers? Did you
get it because you fell
and ants glued twigs together
and put them on
you? Where did you get
such a black nose? Is it because
you were picking berries and
one got stuck? How did you
get thick fur? Did so much
people hunt you and their hair
is on you? How did all these things
happen to you? What did you say? Hello?

Wednesday, January 26, 2005

I am a paintbrush. You can
tell I have not taken a bath.
There are blue stains of paint.
I can not even see my self.
People take and slap me on something
hard. That gets the paint off
me. I've just got a bath and
I am clean. What? What is
that person doing? Yikes, dipping
me in something pink. Those girl
paintbrushes are going to like me
I guess.

Saturday, January 22, 2005

A man was riding his horse
and took a break. The horse
stepped on the man, the man
was jumping and making
weird moves. Most people saw it
and decided to do it too and that
is called dancing.

Thursday, January 20, 2005

I am a pika. People call me
an endangered species. I live in
peace, well not that peaceful
especially ermines, foxes and other
animals. I always get nearly killed
but I don't. Oh! a fox: they
are very obnoxious. My relatives
are captured by people where people
stare at them. I've almost got
captured. These people call
me a rock rabbit and cony. Wait
there are people right in front
of me. What am I doing in this
prison. I can't get out. I see a
flying machine. I can't believe
it. My ears hurt.

Tuesday, January 18, 2005
Dolphins in the ocean
Jumping up and down
Dolphins have a great time
They swim to the bottom of the ocean

Jumping up and down
They race to get fish
They swim to the bottom of the ocean
Fast as a cheetah

They race to get fish
Weird and unusual tricks they do
Fast as a cheetah
Very smart creatures they are

Weird and unusual tricks they do
Dolphins in the ocean
Very smart creatures they are
Dolphins have a great time

Monday, January 17, 2005

I listen to the sound of
piano like the humming of the bird
that makes me play duets
with my relatives me playing the trumpet
shiny with a nice sound while drums
are beating like thunder
with my friend playing a flute creating
a big musical event which
relaxes me but when I finish
I turn the t.v. on and hear a
song called "Summertime" and
while I listen I htink I am in
another world but my dad's cellphone
rings into a nice melody, later
I drive to a store and listen
to guitar and sing along, pretty soon
I remember listening to Miles
Davis and fall asleep and the
music ends.

Sunday, January 16, 2005

The hotel is humongous
as high as clouds
the clouds are not small
nor yellow with a picture of blueberries.
They are pink but they still
are not weird like blue
string wrapped around it with
people on top.
Nobody is jumping on them. There is only
a window next door in
the hotel and light pink with
yellow light on
this rainy day.

Monday, January 03, 2005
When I was on a stroll I
met Gollum. Gollum said
the aunts are turning into ginats and
the cats are small as ants. Can
you fix my vacuum cleaner? I say.
He says, What a nice hat you have
and I am on the moon. Me, the
grass turned purple, the sky turned
into water and is falling on us.
Gollum, I am swimming on the
sky and you are sinking in the sky
and there is no such thing as
grass. Anyway I am still on the moon.
I say, my skin turned
into water and the grass turned
pink. Gollum says i am still on
the moon. I say, nice ring, he says
do not steal my precious and jumps
on the the moon and says I am on earth
and I never see Gollum again.