daisy+bonilla+ortiz

what we have done in our group we finshed doing everythig exept Writing the script and video taping. I think we will need more time writing the script And video taping. We are going kiendofe slow

LOVE KISS SWEET HURT KIND ROMANTIC SAD BRAKE YOUR HEART BRIGHT

LANTURNE

SUMMER I hot Fun to play It's light the day SUMMER?

TANKA Winter is so coold my nose turns red as an strabery I start to get coold Snow gliters outside the door The trees are white as the snow.



Haiku A rose is spikey It's as red as a cherry And has a long steam.

I WHISH IN THE CITY OF YOUR HEART

I whish in the city of your heart you would let me be the street where you walk when you are most yourself .I imagine the house: It has been raining,but the rain is done and the children kept home habe begun opening the doors.

THE MAN WHO LOVE TO BAKE

There once a man named bake that he loved to ate a cake he started to get fat and he sat on his cat and fell on the lake



WHITE TOWELS

I have been studying the differens between solitude and loneliness, telling the story of my life to the clean white towels taken warm from the dryer. i carry them throu the house as though they were my children asleep in my arms.

THE HAND

The teacher asks a queshtion. you know the answer, you suspect you are the only one in the classroom who knows the answer, because the person in question is yourself, and on that you are the greatest living authority, but you don't raise your hand. you raise the top of your desk and take out an apple you look out the window. you don't raise your hand and there is some essential beauty in your fingers, which aren't even drumming. but lie flat and peaceful. The teacher repeatthe question. Outside the window, on an overhanging branch, a robing is ruffling its feathers and spring is in the air.