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Spring Teen Poems | Spring Poems About Teen

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Details | Free verse |

Soy Sauce Spills

Soy sauce drains 
Into the white, clustered rice
Stepped on…
spills . . . 
Soy sauce taints
The whiteness of the grain
 It slips out of my hands
No use...no point in crying out in rage
Though I was starving, 
I'll just eat another thing and start on a new page

I'm hungry like a swine
I wish I can earn back my snack!
I'm as angry as a bull
I'm about ready to attack! Attack!
Soy sauce packages
Fall unto the dirty school ground
Stepped on
By bratty, conceited teens
They really need to eat their greens
Instead of junkfood and pizza
They should drink some water
Instead of drinking sugary drinks or
 Sucking on popsicles obnoxiously
Why did the soy sauce spill? Seriously....

Copyright © JW Earnings | Year Posted 2013


Details | Senryu |

Spring Break -Part 2-

I had the best Spring Break yet!
Spending time with
Family makes me happy!

Copyright © JW Earnings | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |

Conformity

In the beginning of spring a path was made
In a shady green forest where lovers laid.

It connected the west side to the east,
And brought together Beauty and Beast.

The path was secret--only for love,
Quiet and secluded, with an occasional dove.

With secrets come whispers--whispers through trees.
Rumors were carried in the voice of the breeze.

Many supporters of this path of pleasure
Made it less hidden--something to treasure.

Blooming spring flowers made a nice décor,
And by summer, the count was even more.

With more and more sins having been created,
The path was forbidden and very much hated.

The rebellious cries in the starlit night
Gave all the wise men quite a fright.

No more eloping, or the mindless riots.
The path became empty; the forest quiets.

Many months pass, and winter nears.
The path is now covered with gold and brown tears.

Defeated and hidden by the wisest of men,
The shameful path was never again.

Copyright © Samantha Senft-Greenberg | Year Posted 2012