{\rtf1\ansi\ansicpg1252\deff0\deflang1033\deflangfe1033{\fonttbl{\f0\froman\fprq2\fcharset0 Times New Roman;}{\f1\fswiss\fprq2\fcharset0 Calibri;}} {\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1507;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\nowidctlpar\sb100\sa100\qc\b\f0\fs24 Rotten Poem\par \pard\nowidctlpar\qc\b0 In the apple of my mind\par I spied the cold of the snow storm\par I ordered a Big Mac at McDonalds\par Who knows what tomorrow holds in store\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sb100\sa100\qc\b\par Dream Poems\par \pard\nowidctlpar\qc\ul\b0 Car Chase\par \ulnone I dreamed I was a policeman,\par flying after a car through a residential area.\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sb100\sa100\qc\ul\par \pard\nowidctlpar\qc The Fall\par \ulnone In my dream I was a parachute\par The earth was below me, I was drifting, falling down... down.\par I felt as if I was floating weightlessly\par I landed and immediately enveloped the person attached to me.\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sb100\sa100\qc\par \b Wish Poems\par \pard\nowidctlpar\qc\ul\b0 Superhero\par \ulnone I wish I had superpowers,\par So I could do things like fly through the clouds,\par I'd rescue people from danger, capture the supervillian,\par And still manage to get the girl in the end\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sb100\sa100\qc\par \pard\nowidctlpar\qc\ul Tracks in the snow\par \ulnone I wish I was driving a snowmobile,\par As fast as I could go,\par Through the powdery white snow \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sb100\sa100\qc\b\par \pard\nowidctlpar\ul\b0\par \par \par \par \par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\qc\ulnone\b\par \par \par \par \par \par Acrostic Poems\par \pard\nowidctlpar\ul\b0\par HISTORY\par \ulnone\b H\b0 ow everything turned out and\par \b I\b0 s happening right now\par \b S\b0 lowly and suddenly\par \b T\b0 ells the story of humanity\par \b O\b0 ften through the winners eyes\par \b R\b0 epeats itself sometimes\b\par Y\b0 ears, months, and days\par \par \ul GOLDFISH\par \ulnone\b G\b0 listens in the light\b\par O\b0 rangish glow\b\par L\b0 ong elegant fins\b\par D\b0 rifts in the current\b\par F\b0 orgets in minutes\b\par I\b0 mpish personality\b\par S\b0 ees its own reflection\b\par H\b0 ides in the tank vegetation\par \par \ul OCTOBER\par \ulnone\b O\b0 utside it's getting cooler\b\par C\b0 arving a jack-o-lantern\b\par T\b0 rees changing colors\b\par O\b0 oh! Scary\b\par B\b0 ringing in the harvest\b\par E\b0 ating pumpkin pie\b\par R\b0 aking leaves into crunchy piles\par \par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sb100\sa100\qc\b 5W\par \pard\nowidctlpar\qc\b0 Rob \line Asking Mr. Gehrman, "Where are you going?"\line Where ever he sees him.\line All the time.\line Because he can.\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sb100\sa100\qc\fs27\par \b\fs24\par \par \par \par Emotional Animal\par \b0 Fearlessness\line is\~a\~thrill seeking squirrel\line risking its life, sprinting across busy streets\line the roadways are its own personal playground\line as crazy as a dare devil\par \b\par My "Big Day" Haiku Poem\b0\par \pard\nowidctlpar\qc\~The arctic tundra \par Wind howling, and snow flying \par \pard\nowidctlpar\tqc\tx4680\tx5910\tab Glad to be inside\tab\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sb100\sa100\qc\par \b Tanka Poem\b0\par \pard\nowidctlpar\qc Saturday evening\par Jumped turn one at full speed\par Is the car broken?\par Rc cars are durable\par Never take your eyes off the car\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sb100\sa100\qc\par \b Diamond Poem\par \pard\nowidctlpar\qc\b0 Dog\par Playful,\tab\tab Loyal\par Bark,\tab\tab Drool,\tab\tab Beg\par Fur,\tab\tab Paws,\tab\tab Tails,\tab\tab Fleas\par Meow,\tab\tab Purr,\tab\tab Stretch\par Stealthy, \tab Mischievous\par Cat\par \par \par \b\par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par Place With Personality\par \par \ul\b0 Stevens Point\par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\ulnone Polish Capital of the U.S.\par River Based, Brewer of Beer,\par Studier at the University, and the Paper Producer\par \par City of the hard Working Hands\par \par They tell me you are drunk and I believe them,\par for I have seen your clumsy residents leaving the bars in the mornings,\par And they say that you are empty and I answer:\par Yes, I have seen the dead Mall, over and over.\par And they tell me you are demanding and my reply is:\par On the bodies of the men leaving the paper mills I have seen signs of exhaustion.\par After speaking I respond to those who laugh at my city, and I return their distain,\par by saying to them: Look, show me another city where people gather on the shores and sandbars of their River to swim and fish.\par Relieving the tension built up by hour upon hour of work, \par here on the very waters that founded the city.\par Intelligent as a scholar studying at UWSP, Athletic as a biker on the Green Circle Trail.\par \tab Studying\par \tab Lifting\par \tab Logging\par \tab Creating, Celebrating\par Under the night, darkness covering him, pointing with his fat finger, \par pointing like an old man points,\par pointing like an innocent child who has never seen the water before.\par Starring and pointing at the river which contains the current that is like life-giving blood to the people\par POINTING!\par Pointing at the clumsy, empty, demanding, exhausted happy to be\par Polish capital of the U.S., River Based, Brewer of Beers,\par Studier at the University, and Paper Producer. \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sb100\sa100\qc\par \pard\nowidctlpar\qc\b\par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par Bill Durham Credo\par \pard\nowidctlpar\b0\par I believe in heaven and hell\par the good feeling you have after working hard all day long,\par the constitution of the U.S., \par lighting off fireworks yourself, \par listening to classic rock, \par Vanilla Coke, air guitar, and Star Wars.\tab\par But I don't believe in going to a restaurant for Thanksgiving\par I believe in demolition derbies,\par the rush you get after hitting an ace in a tennis match,\par Arctic Cat and Yamaha snowmobiles,\par Xbox 360, supreme pizzas, the Green Bay Packers, \par And I believe in a long, cold, rewarding ice fishing trip that lasts for the whole weekend.\par \par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\qc\b Limerick\par \par \b0 There was a young bloke named Jim,\par Who said that he hated to swim;\par \tab 'Twould have been a good bet\par \tab To guess that he'd gotten wet,\par But it wasn't, cause he hated to swim.\b\par \par \par Sense Poem\par \par \b0 ice-covered lake\par coolness of pines\par crunch of ice\par sting of the wind\par snow flurries in the air\par good day for ice fishing\par \par \par \par \b\par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par Sestina: Snowmobile Trails\par \par \b0 We have reached the restaurant\par but there is much more to do.\par It is tiring to travel back\par to the cabin\par were amidst the warm blankets\par One thinks of snow,\par \par As formerly, amidst snow\b\par \b0 traveling to the restaurant\par One thought of the ride\par cold snowmobile ride\par from the cabin\par toward the good food\par \par It is easy to think of the food\par in the absence of the night\par clear ride from the cabin\par one looks for the restaurant\par there is much more to enjoy\par riding on the trails\par \par Let the trails\par Fade, while the sleds speed on\par what do they have to do\par with us who have been in the snow\par been in the restaurant\par trail markers seen far from the cabin\par \par It might have been possible to eat at the cabin\par to eat alone with just relatives\par If one could forget the restaurant\par How, never once returning back\par warm, filled with food\par one knew the way back\par \par Meanwhile it is not easy here at the restaurant\par especially thinking about the trip back to the cabin\par the dark trail which means night\par elsewhere, but here means trails\par covers everything\par as soon as we leave, from the restaurant.\par \par \par \par \b\par \par \par Improved Poem\par \par \b0 Sestina: Snowmobile Trails\par \b\par \b0 We have reached the restaurant\par but there is much more to do.\par It is tiring to travel back with a fulll stomach\par to the cabin\par On that very familiar ride\par One thinks of snow,\par \par As formerly, amidst snow\b\par \b0 traveling to the restaurant\par One thought of the ride\par cold snowmobile ride\par from the cabin\par toward the good food\par \par It is easy to think of the food\par in the absence of the night\par clear ride from the cabin\par one looks for the restaurant\par there is much more to enjoy\par riding through the trails\par \par Let the trails\par Fade, while the sleds feed on the snow\par what do they have to do\par with us who have been in the snow\par been in the restaurant\par trail markers seen far from the cabin\par \par It might have been possible to eat at the cabin\par to eat alone with just relatives\par If one could forget the restaurant\par How, never once returning back\par warm, filled with food\par one knew the way back\par \par Meanwhile it is not easy here at the restaurant\par especially thinking about the trip back to the cabin\par the dark trail which means night\par elsewhere, but here means trails\par covers everything\par as soon as we leave, from the restaurant.\par \b\par \b0\par \par \par \par \par \par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sb100\sa100\qc\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sa200\sl276\slmult1\qc\f1\fs22\par }