Service Changes on ART Bus Routes Effective January 6, 2025:
Starting January 6th, 2025, there will be minor adjustments to ART bus routes 45, 56 and 75. These adjustments are being made to improve on-time performance. We encourage all riders to review the updated schedules as they are posted in the coming weeks.
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Moving Words 2005-06 Student Poems
Shoelaces
Catie Leigh
Kindergarten, McKinley Elementary School
Shoelaces look like snakes
that fight too much
that they get tangled
into a bow!
Clotee—A Slave Girl
Danielle Frye
Grade 5, Drew Model Elementary School
My inside self is much different than my outside self
A torn up brown hat and dark brown rags
I try to work hard and never look sad
But somehow the master always gets mad
My outside self is nothing like my inside self
I am writing in my diary, hoping no one sees
Hoping to get to freedom so I can pray on my knees
I see my picture of freedom
The Majestic Bird
Travis Snider
Grade 8, Swanson Middle School
It soars high as the clouds
It soars swiftly as the wind
Its majestic wings spread like the wings of a plane
It takes off like a jet and flies high as the stars
It spots its prey with exact precision
It dives from its perch like a bullet from the sky
Its powerful grip like crazy glue
Its bone-crushing beak like a nutcracker
It soars up swiftly as the wind
Into the majestic sky
Pigeons
Christine Stoddard,
Grade 10, Yorktown High School
The city created pigeons
Spitting them from skyscraper windows onto cold cement
Once, they were doves
Brandishing plumage whiter than snow
Plucking worms from the soil
Now they are dusty and gray
Tearing the park for seed
With eggs less than golden
And eyes burnt by the urban heat
Ocean Dreams
Rachel Duffy
Grade 8, Swanson Middle School
At the edges of the ocean I stand.
I clench the cold clammy sand in my hand.
On the slippery shore I breathe the air.
My dress dips in the deep without a care.
My frigid feet are sinking fast from tides.
The wicked wind whips at my back and sides.
The salty sea’s scent gathers around me.
The mystical moon reflects on the sea.
Parentless
Leslie
Grade 8, Kenmore Middle School
The absence of my mother
Is an empty hole in my heart
That can be filled by no other.
She’s been gone since I was seven
But she watches over me from heaven.
I would trade the whole world
For one ice-thin memory, even one word
To hold on to
And get me through
My life.
Carnival
Audrey Bowler
Grade 5, Ashlawn Elementary School
I walk
Along the beach,
Watching the seagulls
Wheel and turn,
White kites against the blue
Sky.
A whirling carnival of
Birds.
Cheerful Night
Tommy Muir
Grade 3, Ashlawn Elementary School
The moth flies past the candle
with the flickering light.
The heat cannot melt its wings.
Boy, they must be glued on tight!
Water Fountain
Connor Browne
Grade 3, Key Elementary School
I push the button, open my mouth,
and lean over as she reaches inside and spurts out her water.
I wonder why she throws it so high.
I get my drink and walk away, leaving her lonely again.
Slip
Kalina Newman
Grade 2, McKinley Elementary School
La Vida
Clare Canavan
Grade 3, Key Elementary School
La vida es una pista, recuérdala
La vida es aire fresco, respírala
La vida es una cara feliz,
Sonríela
La vida es una aventura,
Expiriméntala.
Mitad Chiguagua Mitad Salchicha
Joshua Ruiz
Grade 3, Key Elementary School
Mi dos hermanos tienen este perro.
Es muy bonito.
Mitad chiguagua, mitad salchicha.
Anda ligerito moviendo su colita.
A él le gusta jugar.
Como a mí también.