literature 111

111. Literature as a Platform in Education for Sustainable Development

HAIKU POEM

The beaches waves hit
Sounding of flooding water
Soothes aches all over

Silence Around Us
Our watchful eyes hear the world
Hands do the Talking

To be a Leader,
One must first dream then act out,
Fulfillment is yours.

The wind is blowing
It is blowing very hard
I don't like the wind.

A broken tree cut
Bring no shade to the weary
Then what good is it?

Rainy Falls, seeds Sprout
Continues life from something
Small but strong, it grows.

Gracefully slither
He sneaks to the net untouched
With one swing he scores.

The winter is over
Spring is here hurray good cheer!
I am glad it's here!

I like spring water
It makes me feel good inside
It takes my breath away.

Fall is almost here.
I like the colorful leaves.
Others like the fall too.

Leaves down everywhere
Different colors through the year
Fall is almost here!

Fall is leaves falling
Eating crisp, crunchy apples
A warm fire burning.

Fall is leaves falling,
Munching on sweet red apples
A warm fire burning.

Snow falling slowly
Blanketing the trees and road
Silence and beauty.

Branches stretching out
To grab the sunsets colours
Night is approaching.

White light shining through
patterns along the blank wall
brightening my day.

As the wind does blow
Across the trees, I see
Buds blooming in May

I walk across sand
And find myself blistering
In the hot, hot heat

Falling to the ground,
I watch a leaf settle down
In a bed of brown.

It’s cold—and I wait
For someone to shelter me
And take me from here.

We are but flyspecks
On that window pane of life
The window cleaner!

I'm but a flyspeck
On life's great window pane
No! a fingernail

Chicken or the egg?
No Egg, No Chicken, Dummies
It's a no-brainer!

Light of the moon
Moves west, flowers' shadows
Creep eastward.

In the moonlight,
The color and scent of the wisteria
Seems far away.

Everything I touch
with tenderness, alas,
pricks like a bramble.

Over the wintry
forest, winds howl in rage
with no leaves to blow.

The crow has flown away:
swaying in the evening sun,
a leafless tree.

Whitecaps on the bay:
A broken signboard banging
In the April wind. - Richard Wright

As the wind does blow
Across the trees, I see the
Buds blooming in May
I walk across sand
And find myself blistering
In the hot, hot heat

Falling to the ground,
I watch a leaf settle down
In a bed of brown.

It’s cold—and I wait
For someone to shelter me
And take me from here.

I hear crackling
Crunch, of today’s new found day
And know it won’t last

Falling to the ground,
I watch a leaf settle down
In a bed of brown.

A cricket disturbed
the sleeping child; on the porch
a man smoked and smiled.

I'm turning over
look out and give me room there
you crbicket, you.

Huwebes, Hunyo 06 2013

CONTRAST POEM

I used to Play Volleyball,

But now I Prefer Basketball

I used to Play Tetris,

But now I Prefer Plants vs. Zombie

I used to Play Doll,

But now I Prefer to Play a Boy

I used to Create Telenovelas,

But now Action Movies

I used to Sing Rock Music,

But now Love Songs

I used to Study my Lessons,

But now I Prefer Bonding my Friends

I used to Love my Parents,

But now I Prefer my Boyfriend

I used to Protect my Self,

But now I Prefer my Family

I used to Clean my House,

But now I Prefer my Boyfriend's House

I used to Eat Burger,

But now Fried Chicken

I used to Eat Sundays,

But now I Prefer Coke Float

I used to Cook Rice,

But now I Prefer Fried Rice

I used to Cook Fried Egg,

But now Fried Eggplant

I used to Broke my Heart,

But now I Prefer to Broke Her Heart

I used to Say Sorry,

But now I Prefer to Make Trouble

I used to Watch TV,

But now Movie

I used to Make Rainbow,

But now I Prefer Sky

I used to Make Trouble,

But now I Prefer a Good Girl

I used to Draw House,

But now I Prefer Flowers

I used to Draw Tree,

But now I Prefer Forest

I used to Play Larong Lahi,

But now I Prefer Play a Boy

I used to Walk in The Morning,

But now I Prefer Jogging

I used to Sing in The Morning,

But now I Prefer to Dance

I used to Laugh Every Day,

But now I Prefer to Quite

I used to Read at Night,

But now I Prefer to Write

I used to Touch my Skin,

But now I Prefer to Wash

I used to Watch Funny Video,

But now Love Story

I used to Drink Alcoholic,

But now I Prefer Cola

I used to Wash my Clothes,

But now I Prefer to Wash my Plates

I used to Write a Song,

But now I Prefer Love Story

I used to Call in The Cellphone,

But now I Prefer to Text

I used to Dance Hip-hop,

But now I Prefer to Sing

I used to Came in The Park,

But now I Prefer to Sleep

I used to Hear Wild Songs,

But now I Prefer Christian Songs

I used to Sleep in The Morning,

But now I Prefer to Came Somewhere

I used to Run Fast,

But now I Prefer to Walk

I used to Hear Hip-hop Songs,

But now I Prefer to Hear Love Songs

I used to Walk at Night,

But now I Prefer to Bike

I used to Love You,

But now I Prefer to Hate You

I used to Came Early,

But now I Prefer Always Late

I used to Smile Everyday,

But now I Prefer to be Sad

I used to Look at You,

But now I Prefer to Ignore You

I used to Love my Self,

But now I Prefer to Distroy It

I used to Give a Chance,

But now I Prefer to Reject You

I used to Clean my Ear,

But now I Prefer my Nose

I used to Cook Vegetables,

But now I Prefer Fried Egg

I used to Say Goodbye,

But now I Prefer to Say Yes

I used to Wash my Hand,

But now I Prefer my Body

I used to Love a Boy,

But now I Hate All Boy's

I used to Write a Story,

But now I Prefer to Write Songs

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