Could you read one and tell me what you think?

I have to write poems for poetry class and i wrote all these. are they Any good? and what type of poetry is this





Sand Box Playground

Teeter Totter, follow the day

Taking steps with each tick tock

Dream the world as you run

Up and down and all around

Pull the shoes and toss the sand

Buried in the golden land of sand

Wipe the face and brush the hair

Plagued by laughter with sandy tumbles

Swing set jumping memoirs made

Thunderous slides then tic-tac-toe





Step by Step

Waking up with a breath of air

Filling the lungs of life

Leaning forward my legs touch floor

Getting dressed I reach

I reach with stepping steps by step to door

Reach the stairs and onward

With kitchen to biscuit and juice, door pushed

Key pushed and gears in place

Onward on my way





Running Fluid

The engine churns with the turn of the key.

Chug and scrape as the cylinder shaves

And the piston tares the glitter free

Don鈥檛 seize, don鈥檛 seize, just make it there.

Pulling cap pours think the oil,

Half cup and silver flakes.

Engine tears, my hand on hood

With the other pouring clean and clear.

Fluid flushed and filled to full

Turn of key, engine churns

Glitter free, a fresh breath

And fluid of oil in the motor breaths





Mischief and childhood

Childhood games and mischief

My first, second then third car crash

And a red light ticket

Being put in a football toy box and rolled around

Like bottle rockets down the stairs

And shotgun shells with marbles taped

Tossed so the primer pops when the marble strikes

One night at the lake campfire

Or even the Fourth of July

Like matches it burns till the flame subsides

Like memoires made, one moment, one step, one

Day at a time









Chaos love

Sweet, pretty and shy

I went down to the moment of yesterday

When you were down on tomorrow

Wishing we would change.

Change the time, the moment,

When you stepped in and fell in love change the feeling, the touch and heart.

What would you ask for love?

Just fill in the blank of this time.



Love

Candle light flame settling in, breathing translucent cycles

Bitter sweet time, lay the time

Before the water drops,

The distance from the highest spot

Brings soothing rhythm in the ready

Relaxing ripple鈥檚 echoed drops, takes folly far away

Drip鈥攄rip, drop, softly close those eyes tonight

Take the strain with heavy rain, candle light

And settle in and dwindle doubt







Remember my mother

The longest thirty feet I鈥檇 ever walked

As tears trickled down don鈥檛 cry, it鈥檚 alright.

With her smile she opened up

Touched from words of love,

I鈥檓 so proud of you, just remember my love;

Needing to say goodbye before it鈥檚 too late.

Grinding friction from the facts of life

Pushed and forced by flow and strife

The surreal and utterly freighting feeling crawls,

A ripple in waves of life

Like a fresh breath of air or the warmth of sun

Morning haze lights the sky

Goodbye for now, goodbye tonight

Forever remembered this day, this night

Rest for now dear mother, rest



Native To the forgotten

The tranquil touch of the moonlight glow

Brushed across he lips with Sage

Tickle frenzy, warming grasp

Laughter heals the Sage鈥檚 heart

Morning light then hits the hill

And brings tomorrow鈥檚 final stage

Oh good sweet Sage where have you been?

Time wished stance still, yet he waited for you

Without fail or fright from flight he stood in wait

Each rotation of the light

Oh good sweet Sage where are you know?





Today?

What day is this?

Monday or Tuesday

I鈥檓 not for sure

Maybe Wednesday, church day

Your day or Thursday

What day is this today?

Friday or maybe play-day or game-day;

Maybe, could it be, jump rope day?

Yea, Sunday:

No nott that day

No, no, no鈥?br>
I wonder what today is.





Play and build

Lifting the hand slightly up, one after another

Placing ridge and angle four by four

Lifting, raising, building up

Mysteries window door and storm

Beneath the sheltered roof brings warmth

Slightly small and we can鈥檛 fit

Place the toys in your place

Step back, take a look





Forgotten Sorrows

Forever could you say I might forget

Or could I say I can鈥檛 remember?

Ricochet that, check one, stubborn plight

Gathered pride an empty husk

Often leave the mind to stale

To often do I dream to leave

Taught to fly and speak my mind

Empty nest and broken eggs

Never the less beyond the ground

Sorrows spread beyond the thought of one small

Step





Walking light

I may think I鈥檝e been here once

Maybe twice before

Magic tricks of my mind make me think

I鈥檝e seen things twice

Making the first feel like the secondCould you read one and tell me what you think?
I like them some more than others.



Like:

Chaos love

Running fluid

Native to the forgotten

Walking light



You have a very sincere way with words. I can feel the passion behind them in a way that makes me think.