Queen\u2019s Room
\nby Katie<\/p>\n
the queen\u2019s room like
\nparking in a sea of China
\ndishes<\/p>\n
the silver tin on a table
\nopening memories<\/p>\n
the small tinge on the pillow
\nis like a useful unnoticed
\nantidote being stored away<\/p>\n
I smell solid gold in the queen\u2019s
\nroom<\/p>\n
is the queen home? because
\nI\u2019m snooping in her room<\/p>\n
I\u2019m not supposed to
\nbe here. See me wiggling out<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Katie wrote this poem as a third grader at View Ridge Elementary. She recited it last night\u00a0for Caroline Kennedy and a sold-out audience at the Seattle First Baptist Church. The\u00a0members of the Sanislo Elementary School Poetry Club and a Seattle University student also recited. \u00a0The\u00a0event was sponsored by the Seattle Public Library and Elliott Bay Books for National Poetry Month. <\/a> What, you didn’t know it was poetry month?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Queen\u2019s Room by Katie the queen\u2019s room like parking in a sea of China dishes the silver tin on a table opening memories the small tinge on the pillow is like a useful unnoticed antidote being stored away I smell … Continue reading