Thursday, February 16, 2012

We hadn’t eaten yet.

by Bob Marcacci

We hadn’t eaten yet.
There was a problem at the airport,
All noise and lines.
Angela stayed in San Francisco.
Vito and I left without her.
Vito cried
When he realized she wasn’t going with us.
I cried
Explaining it to him in a way
A four-year-old could understand.
It was hard to understand at forty.

We held hands
When we landed in Doha,
The first time we saw land in Doha.
My ears popped.
Vito turned to me.
He asked if everyone lived in sand houses.
“They’re all brown,” he said looking out the window.
I said, “I don’t know.”
We didn’t know
How hot it was in July.
We were finally here.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012


by Mohamed Zehni Khairullah
Alphabetical order story
Baked and made like a delicious muffin
Crusted with chocolate caramel and peanut
Dried on the sun and it is ready
Eaten by a chubby kid starving the death
Factoring an equation was the way he chopped it
Gathered his stuff and went outside
Hot weather made his lips dry
“I loved the muffin” that’s what he said
Jelly strawberry jam was placed in a sandwich
Killed it with one bite and it is gone
Lemonade was his dream now
Moon light appeared and still walking outside
Narrator to tell him a story was hard to find
Opened a heavy bag and suddenly found
Pond with fishes and ducks
Quarter past 10 was the time
Rested for a bit and then continued his journey
Stuttered for a bit and did not speak a word
Turtles started to appear from that pure pond
Umbrella was carried by it
Vibration action led his body to shake
Wallet fell down and got lost
X-ray vision used to find the wallet
Yawning and almost fell a sleep
Zipo lighter helped him find his way

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Write a Found Love Poem / Story

Write a poem or story about love using the words from a book in the library.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012


It has been said
that it is a net,
a cultivated plant,
a habit,
most remarkable
concept,
an engraved motif.

But, It could be
curiosity,
anticipation,
a heart beat
a thousand excuses 
to linger, talk
a religion.
Words taken from the book Number by Midhat Gazalé.

primitive roots
relatively prime little circles
relationships
in other words
residue sequence beads
preceded by x
in Arabic
may satisfy expression

in light
of an uninterrupted fragment
you eventually reach
a point God made
exhaustion of an infinite
knotted rope

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Mornings. Nights?
Days. Years.
Nothing changed.
Everything changed.

I do not know myself.

I have no energy
to pluck the cactus
out of the ground.
Plant seeds.

Grow anything
unprickly,
that swings in the breeze,
wilts without water.

He liked cactus.

Now that he's gone
into an eternal somewhere,
I like watering them.
Drowning them.

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Dictionary Haiku

Write a haiku poem using a random word from the dictionary.

Modelled after a Japanese form, a haiku poem is comprised of 17 syllables divided among three lines: five in the first line, seven in the second line, and five in the third line.
Monkeys are screaming
Inner conflicts through jungles
Banana hunting

--

Depressed man waiting
Remarkable winter wet rain
Depressed man again

--

Love, love broken heart
Summer is back, love again
Tears fell, rivers dry

by Mohamedzehni Azme Khirallah
Rain-washed trees dance off
protracted summer sand storms.
Distant memories.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

father snores in bed
responsible for Winter
where he is dreaming
Monsters under the bed
Lookout it will come out and
You're gonna be really dead

by Fatima Mutar Al-Kuwari

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Sun was my mother
Green, yellow, white, my color
Said, painful, my feeling
From remote village a man
With His Chopper
He broken me
Hey you man, I was alone
Many years of अ month
A kid comes to me
You alive for ever
You on ever die, never
The tree of the knowledge
My dad earned from you
For paying school
Set front of you, learn, learn, and learn
Unless Support you
Monireh Ghaedi

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

ABP STUDENTS ♥



Students at the ABP
know what they will be
as you can see
I will be a doctor
ABP Students

Don't judge the teacher from his face
and put your self
in his place
so the chapter will
follow the chapter

LRC is a room school
join the teacher and
you will be cool
just try and you will be sure
the semester will go faster!

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Write About Art

Find a painting, photo, sculpture or other art piece and write a response to it. Write your response as a poem or a short story. Post the art with your response.
Christo and Jeanne-Claude's Wrapped Trees Project for the
Foundation Beyeler and Borrower Park, Riehen, Switzerland, 1995.
oh meringue
oh dollop
oh dolly
my gift to you

are these trees
all wrapped and ready
to go nowhere
already