Friday, April 4, 2014



A secret place within

deep forests, waiting

to be discovered.

Paper airplanes, yearning

to be flown. Gliding every

which way in a mass of paper.

Birds dodging quick-flying

airplanes in a flurry of wings.

Doing something on a day

when nothing has to be done

is much better than doing


--Jacob Adler, 2007
Age 8
Honorable Mention in Sarah Mook Poetry Prize competition

1 comment:

ProfeJMarie (Janet Rundquist) said...

I love this poem - kudos, Jacob!