Glazed doughnuts from Krispy Kreme, fresh
Grainy sand between my beached toes
Golden wheat swaying in the soft winds
Globs of paint being smoothed out across flat canvas plains
Grapes, red of course, in my packed school lunch
Graceful ballerinas leaping across a stage
Grasshoppers venturing among the tall grasses
Glimpses of the little things.
Glossy imagery is what poetry means to me.
Grace them with the presence of feeling.
Gleefully they will pick it up and appreciate.
Gripping onto the visual and verbal messages as they move onto the next.