How to Get Through Traffic
By Amy Roes
Roll the windows up and down a few times at first and just look straight with a dead stare,
Switch the station on the radio, pop in and out cds, and blare any song you remotely want to hear,
Sing along so that each car window open can listen in on your performance.
After the show,
Focus back on the road.
Start counting the license plates you can see that are from
Then count the different vans, trucks, jeeps, cars.
Finish off with a poll of the different colors of each kind of color.
White is popular these days, and I have a white car.
I have a white car because I live in
Dang it! An on ramp now a bunch of cars will come ahead with no minds to me.
They won’t pass me.
I will stay right in line and give no room to breathe.
Yes! We are moving. The line is at a halt on the on ramp and our line is moving through.
Sometimes traffic is just like that, unpredictably changing.
Just remain calm, firm, and relaxed to get through its spasms.
A Kid’s Utopia
By Amy Roes
Summer kids with dazzling, glowing smiles,
Wake up early to watch Tom chase Jerry around the house.
Minus riding the bus plus ride a bike equals summer time.
Eating is at no set time, can happen whenever tummies are a grumbling.
Little girls in pink, yellow, and light purple tank tops and matching skirts are all together,
Playing hopscotch outside for hours and hours,
Some are combing Barbie’s hair, dressing Ken, and packing up the pink convertible.
Future entrepreneurs open lemonade stands and get rich in one day.
Boys are over at the park knocking home runs after another,
Each kid is as excited as ever running the bases.
Larry, candy shop owner/umpire, brings every player a bag of colorful jelly beans.
Then, everyone disperses to different houses to play Xbox 360.
After all the games is played its time to enjoy the sun again:
A nice water slide is what is right on pace.
Its awesome to splatter a water balloon on the top of someone’s head.
They get soaked, laugh, and chase for revenge.
White clouds are joining the glowing yellow light in the baby blue sky.
Sprinklers are working overtime to hydrate the grass.
Kids are playing overtime to grasp all they can,
Summer is at its peak when no one thinks,
About where it came from or where it is going to go.
Taste of summer delights the face and the body with energy.
Kid’s mouths are satisfied with vanilla ice-cream soda floats and fruit flavored popsicles.
A place that frees the mind is a place of Utopia.
A kid has a free mind during the summer time.
Because the summer has one rule: to be the perfect Utopia.
Ideas Flustering
By Amy Roes
Wonder is a good thing.
A quality worth exploring,
An adventure worth doing.
Success worth achieving.
It makes one a human being.
A unique individual will always be wondering.
Silent as reading.
Memory in the remembering.
Pain in the struggling.
Traded for nothing.
One is always willing.
Though they do not know anything.
Wonder brings about the painting.
Causes a person consistently to be working.
A job like standing.
Not as hard but quite aching.
Time consuming.
Often led to no reacting.
Frustrated just in the trying,
But never completing.
Scared minds keep on holding.
Best ideas stay in hiding.
Fearing.
Of the relieving.
Stressful to fall into believing.
For the sake of routines to be changing.
Success to become challenging.
Shadow of failure always lurking.
Conclusions never becoming.
End remains with a head full of ideas flustering.
