Mr. Telles 9th Grade, 1st Period
you defended me as a child
-even as life went sour
you stood up for me
-even when life got bitter
you chose me
-then life got sweeter
you decided to pay attention to me
-even when life was at it’s sweetest
soon, everything came to a crashing halt
-yet, you still left an impression
I still look up to you; admire you
-because you are always here, even if you’re gone
Dozens of different laughters
fill the air.
Some loud and low pitched.
Others somewhere in between.
We quiet down and bite down.
On the crunchy,
cheesy, gooey,
tacos my grandmother was so
great at making
with beans smothered inside
and bits of chicken.
Oh, how I wish to taste those,
crunchy, cheesey, gooey,
tacos my grandmother was so
great at making.
Mr. Telles 9th Grade, 5th Period
Greens you memory hog!
From the stem of your plant,
to your root in the dirt
she would buy in bulk
Maybe by the pound
Your color just as
rich and dark as hers
Reminding how well seasoned
you were; and her attitude
just as flavorful
Greens you memory hog!
the wind rushes through my hair
and it russles through the trees
the sacred trees, the cherry trees
distinguished by the pops of red.
lavender fills the air and
all the sweet corn has been picked
the lazy summer fruit reminds you
that summer is ending in the sweetest way.