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Poetry Parking Tickets 2026

The right place, at the right time

A project by Christina Frigo

“Poetry Parking Tickets” are made to look like Miami-Dade County parking tickets, but instead of a citation, each ticket contains a poem. Created by Christina Frigo, this project turns the experience of getting ticketed into a positive one.

Help us spread poetry to every zipcode in Miami! You can join the O, Miami street team by picking up a stack at select Poetry Festival events.

Plus, if you find a Poetry Parking Ticket in the wild, post it on social media with the hashtags #omiami and #poetryparkingticket.

2026 Poetry Festival Featured Poems

My Tree

In my backyard,

I am up in the sky. On my

treehouse, I hear

birds, I smell flowers,

I feel the wind.

I taste the apple

as delicious as freedom.

—Gia, 5th Grade

Emerson Elementary

Squirrel

A squirrel is following me.

Trying to ask for food.

I give it something,

and another comes.

—Elijah, 5th Grade

Emerson Elementary

Yo Soy

Yo soy el sol y tú eres el cielo.

Yo soy el corazón y eres el humano que me protege.

Yo soy el agua y tú eres un pez.

Yo soy el hijo y tú eres la mamá

que me hizo un niño bueno.

—Emmanuel, 4th Grade

Emerson Elementary

Grangou Anpil

Mwen grangou anpil.

Yo ban mwen pizza.

Yay!

Nou wè dat la.

Mwen sonje li vandredi epi mwen kontan apil

—Naicka, 4th Grade

Morningside K-8 Academy

La Tour Eiffel

Je suis la Tour Eiffel

qui tient une pointe

comme un stylo.

Le stylo écrit dans les nuages.

—Emily, 4th Grade

Coconut Grove Elementary

Home in Spring Time

My home is a mess!

The floor is dust

The tables are mud

My toys are running around

on the ground

Our car is dirt

Now my home is clean

The floor is gold

The tables are diamonds

My room is a forest of organization

Our car is rubies

Now I need to shower

-Lindsay, 3rd Grade, Fienberg-Fisher K-8

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I'm a dandelion.

My seeds flow in the wind

like the dust of an old burned house.

One day I will be a stem like my friends,

no seeds, just stem.

Does it hurt? No. Does it hurt for the house?

No. It's life.

-Sophia, 3rd Grade, Fienberg-Fisher K-8

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Quand les nuages sont pleins d'eau

Quand tu vois ton ordinateur

Quand tu te sens triste

La couleur du métal

La couleur des rats, des chats, et des dauphins

La couleur de tes cheveux quand tes vieux

La couleur des voitures et des vaisseaux spatiaux

J’entends les oiseaux qui viennent de naitre

-Linda, 4th Grade, Coconut Grove Elementary

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Powèm sa mwen renmen

Mwen renmen limyè klere ki klere

nan mitan lanwit lan.

Soti nan ti zetwal ki soti nan pye bwa la

mwen pafwa pense la ap pale avè mwen.

L mwen gade nan lanwit ak toupre mwen

ak rondi konsa pou nan espas.

Mwen ale deyo epi mwen gade bo a epi

mwen gade tèt mwen epi mwen di sa mwen ye.

-Kervensly, 3rd Grade, Morningside K-8

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Cuando despierto el

sonido de la alarma

"tu tu tu"

llegando al colegio

loros llenan de armonía mis oidos

con sonidos majestuosos

haciendo "cuu cuu"

imitando mis palabras en diminutiva

y gonzando con felicidad

-Thomas, 7th Grade Fienberg-Fisher K-8