May 24, 2009
By Anonymous


He jumps around

Off the playground

Thinks he can fly!

Nice try.

Bouncing up and down in his worn, plastic seat

Tapping his excited feet

Can’t concentrate on his work

He’s going berserk!

He pulls out a blue rubber ball

Throws it against the gray wall

Scribbles on his torn paper

Saves his work for later, the procrastinator

He’s “wild” and “crazy”

Definitely not lazy!

Goes to play in the fresh air outside

He’s on the long, green, grassy field, when he collides –

Smack! The round, white ball slaps him in the face

Knocking his once – perfect teeth out of place

Then, like an out – of – order pinball machine,

Bouncing between the white, glimmering goal posts, what an amazing scene!

Passes through the disappointed goalie’s outstretched arms,

He may be Ricochet, but he’s got some charms.

The author's comments:
In this poem, the verb "ricochet" is impersonating somebody. It is inspired by Sara Holbrook's poem, Swagger.

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on May. 29 2009 at 2:43 am
imperfection GOLD, Gilroy, California
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Favorite Quote:
"Dream as though you'll live forever, live as though you'll die today."
~James Dean (1931-1955), American Motion Picture Actor, symbol of rebellion

Wow! Amazing!

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