Gorilla in the Classroom

A green gorilla was dropped into Chevak
It charged across the tundra, shrieking wildly, disturbing poor mice
It tried to storm across the lake, but it slipped and fell
Both the fall and the hard ice blew him into a greater rage
And the buildings shook
Icicles fell from the force of its fury
It charged into the school, fueled by anger
It disrupted the tests of the students
It disturbed the peace and broke concentration
It broke into one of the classrooms and frightened the students
It flailed its arms like the fans of great windmills
It turned over desks like crashing waves
It brought the place of education to chaos and havoc
It cornered one of the students, a young girl with brown hair
It raised up a paw as though to strike the girl dead
Then it brought its paw down, landing gently on her shoulder
In its excitement, it screamed, “Tag! You’re it!”

Lady Moon

In the sky, stands the white woman
Sentinel of the night
Like a knife, she shines with a light of her own like
Her face shines in the hard, cold light of her loneliness
Her pale, glowing skin, the only illumination in the darkness
She is the keeper of the gate into tomorrow, and all people gaze upon her
She extends her arms out upon the earth, bathing the world in light
She reveals all with cold precision, no warmth in her embrace
Slowly, her arms spread outward, and her face turns to look into the widow
But after only a moment in which she is in full view, her arms wide and welcoming
She begins to turn away, and to clasp her hands together
At last, she appears to vanish completely, but we know she will return
Once more, the fair maiden will be our guide
As we go through our tunnel into tomorrow