It was in the summer we had salsa and chips in the trailer.
Drank all of the liquor on the bed on which we slumber.
Though we were under the weather, we still had each other.
Categories:
sleepover, drink, food, friendship, fun,
Form: Sijo
She has been to the opera, she has been exposed to culture.
She has seen an orchestra and a few poetry readings.
Her parents were careful to let her see what they wanted her to see.
They were also careful to keep her sheltered away from realities of life.
She had no idea there were angry, mean, vindictive, horrible people.
When she reached puberty, she stopped wanting to go to the opera.
She was tired of culture, irritated that she had never had a sleepover.
She did not have a best friend, so she began to seek one.
She found one online while her parents were being exposed to culture.
They thought she was okay, by herself.
How much trouble could she get into?
She lived in a gated community. They had locks on their doors.
She began a relationship with her best friend online.
She told him her innermost secrets.
They arranged to meet after school on a Thursday.
She was never seen again.
A girl who had never had a sleep over.
Categories:
sleepover, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Narrative
Dusk air approaches
mayflies camp atop my tent
dreams of warming light
Categories:
sleepover, appreciation, image, nature, peace,
Form: Haiku
If I but find a deep dark cave in some remote a cove
Oh, I’ll curl up on a bed of leaves and hibernate like the bear
to lie dormant all seasons through in this sweet sanctuary.
~05/26/18
~Sijo contest by Heidi Sands
Categories:
sleepover, retirement,
Form: Sijo
The light of the moon
The sparkle of the stars
Match the twinkle I have in my eyes for you
My eyes open wide
changing colors with my mood
all I want to see is you
Your tender kiss
Your warm hugs
on a cold night
Connected to you
hands always together
feet always touch
I never want to be without you
I think about it every night
My love I need you to hold me tight
A few more months
and baby we've won
and can have sleepovers every night
Categories:
sleepover, kiss, love, marriage,
Form: Free verse
The windows open to June-like breezes,
trampolines, piccolos, French-braided hair.
Another bag of kettle corn burns
in the microwave. I don’t care –
I feel like turning the lights off,
telling ghost stories.
Her stoned brother asks for munchies;
I burrow further beneath fleece blankets
and wish I could be young forever.
Categories:
sleepover, nostalgia
Form: Free verse
She complains she’s bored,
We went to the mall
Then swimming
She looks at pictures
Then starts to draw
Even though I told her there’s not much to do
But she still wanted to come.
So stop complaining it’s not my fault!
You don’t want to do anything I suggest
And I don’t like your suggestions
But we do them anyways
So stop complaining please!
It makes me feel bad.
6-15-09
Categories:
sleepover, friendship
Form: I do not know?
Categories:
sleepover, places, teen
Form: Light Verse
A
starling
tornado
drops in for the
night.
Categories:
sleepover, animals, nature, places,
Form: Pastoral