Booneville Elementary School


Inside my heart is proud of me.
I miss my dad, but he is in a happy place in heaven.
I always think in my dream about my dad but
I can’t see him no more because he died and I
miss my dad and I think
all about my mom and dad and uncles and sisters
and brothers and nieces and nephews

Rebecca Halley

Falling With Snowflakes

I jump, with no one to catch me
Snowflakes go past me, for it’s winter
I feel the cold snowflakes as I grab them
But they melt, and I descend again
I land in the white of powdery snow
I black-out into pitched-black darkness
I am awakened by my dog’s tongue


Belize City

A hammock hung between two palms
on a beach by the emerald green waves in
Belize City, Belize.
The people splashing in the waves with Belizian pineapples
in their tan hands
Kids playing kickball on the volleyball court with the
net as the pitcher
Salt water from Honduran Coke in Cozumel, Russia
The rope hammock on my water bottle in Booneville, AR


The Colony

I’ve heard tell of your dark, horrific past
The wails and means that inhabit your mysterious corridors
The handprints leading down the walls
into nothing
With your many “accidents” and encounters,
you are made out to be a beast in
a world of calm, gentle lambs
Many fear what you hold and the stories you will tell
So when you visit, never travel alone
into those corridors and follow the
prints on those walls
you may never escape
Beware the noises
the bangs and the rattle of chains
The giggling, innocent sounds of children
Darkness looms around every corner
Your tales are true
Beware the sounds
Beware the voices
Beware the Colony

Halic Scantling

Ode to a Football

Foot-ball your leather is soft
as silk. Your laces are rubber
like tires. Your stripes are as
white as a puffy cloud.
What would I do without you?

Cade Smith

Booneville Elementary School
Booneville, AR
Dates of Visit: April 21 – April 22, 2014
Faculty Sponsor: Karen Hart
Grade Levels: 4, 5, 6
Appx. Number Students Served: 160
Visiting Writers: Stu Dearnley and Larissa Sprecher