My Imaginary City Poems

The Best World
by Tamaira      
What my world is going to be about is their colors are black and white and other colors and they will be complicated to each other

A Frozen Story
by Tahmair

In my imaginary city there are two air planes, then they are trying to go to a candy house with snow on it. Then when then people get off they are exploring things like trains, trees and wild life. So that is what my imaginary city is.

The Snowy Day

by Joanna C.

Long long ago in a snowy day. Snow comes down faster than lighting. People were scared to bring their children out. So they had to stay with them. Their city turned into ice! The plane was frozen just like the frozen hot air balloon under it. But one day a few people saw a man walking by their windows. The peoples looked at him like they just don’t care. The people wanted to see if he’s real human.  Few people went outside in the cold. But they found out it was a prank! The stuff was made out of thousands of card board they laughed.

                                                                                                The End

The Unusual Town

by Amir-Rashad

My city is freezing cold.

Hot air balloon takes off.

And even the people stay in the house.

A yellow glacier makes it warmer.

Trains help people get from place to place.

In a normal day, something odd is always popping up.

Like this one day when someone was cooking they’re house caught on fire.

The Weird City

by Derrick

Long Long ago there was buses that were allowed to go threw streets. Later trains are allowed to go through tracks. Also bouts were allowed to work on land and planes were allowed to be yellow and then planes were allowed to go through the earth and still be in good condition.

Diversity

by Zoria L.

Well my city is pretty spontaneous.

Well are people aren’t sevent.

We spend our stuff on not needed things.

Everyone is above poverty, loyal, have respect.

It’s nothing but color, creativity, and most of all joy.

There’s a bridge like the one in San Francisco.

Then buildings like New York.

And roads like LA.

And in a normal day its lounge, chill, work, dine, froyo, recreation, bed.

No bullying, no one’s judged, everything’s fair, people feel safe, relaxed, and calm.

At night some people party and some people dine.

There’s nothing but diversity.