Summer Haiku

Summer Haiku

at the beach . . .
a crab's sideways walk
on the hot sand

Matt O.

good surfing waves . . .
a shark
fin circling

Scott Miller

the waves coming in--
my sandcastle
floating away

Abbey Berry

seagulls squawk . . .
little kids
throw bread

Laura Bonnett

parasails fly high
in the sky . . .
a seagull flies by

Alayna Stewart

sun shining down . . .
my back
lobster red

Sara Taylor

the coaster tracks
way up high--
hear the faint cries

Ashley Purnell

children playing hide & seek,
their feet crushing pine cones--
"Ready or not, here I come!"

Chelsea Barberlero

legs getting tired
on the bike hike . . .
sweat down my face

Celia Brewer

waves lapping the shore
of the ocean . . .
smell of the salt water

Abby French

jungle of seaweed . . .
mosquitoes feasting
on me

Richard Bailey

fog covers the lake . . .
our feet dangle
in the muddy water

Emily Andrick

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Warrensburg-Latham Middle School sixth grade students writing project November 1998 ©1998 Brooks Books Randy M. Brooks, Ph.D. workshop leader & editor

at the beach . . . a crab's sideways walk on the hot sand Matt O.		good surfing waves . . . a shark fin circling Scott Miller
	the waves coming in-- my sandcastle floating away Abbey Berry
seagulls squawk . . . little kids throw bread Laura Bonnett		parasails fly high in the sky . . . a seagull flies by Alayna Stewart
	sun shining down . . . my back lobster red Sara Taylor
the coaster tracks way up high-- hear the faint cries Ashley Purnell		children playing hide & seek, their feet crushing pine cones-- "Ready or not, here I come!" Chelsea Barberlero
	legs getting tired on the bike hike . . . sweat down my face Celia Brewer
waves lapping the shore of the ocean . . . smell of the salt water Abby French		jungle of seaweed . . . mosquitoes feasting on me Richard Bailey
	fog covers the lake . . . our feet dangle in the muddy water Emily Andrick