The following are poems written by my third-year students. I especially enjoy how they often take two seemingly unrelated ideas or things and create a connection between them that we have, perhaps, not seen before. For instance, before reading them I had not yet pondered the relation of meat and peace.

Boiled meat
That smells good
Looks delicious
Peace


Mario
High jump
He is a destroyer
He has a red cap
Peace


Heaven
Happy place
Very beautiful here
Time passes so slowly
Interesting




*That last one reminds me of the Talking Heads song about the bar called heaven where nothing, nothing ever happens.