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Where did paper go?
By: Anna, grade 7
Words, letters, numbers
Now, I write on the computer
Where did paper go?
Multiplication
Calculators do the math
Where did paper go?
Faces, old and new
Photos are now digital
Where did paper go?
High School
By: Conrad, grade 9
I have dreams of green and white.
Deep breath. This is high school.
Longing to be on the stage, that huge theatre calls me.
Deep breath. This is high school.
So free yet so closed in.
Deep breath. This is high school.
Ready for the first day of the rest of your life?
Deep breath. This is freshman year.
Poem of Perseus
By: Anna, grade 7
I need tomorrow's luck with me right now
Tomorrow's like an ever 'scaping cow
It's always slipping right out form your grasp
But what I see right now just makes me gasp
A monster with snakes on her head just passed
I cowered in the shadow that it cast
I must be brave and face it hero style, yes, I'd do anything to see your smile
There goes my sword, into the monster's chest
And ow it lies down for its final rest
Oh my,the triumph is too great to bear
My joy, with someone else I must go share
With you, I'll plant the seed of happiness
I'll settle for the crown and nothing less
Dare
By: max, grade 10
Dare to put my poem up
i tripple dog dare you too
I need LOVE
By: sarahJ, grade 10
My dad is dead,
My mom is on Drugs.
I'am sittin in a corner somewhere
and boy, do i need a hug.
I scream and shout but no one seems to listen,
maybe it's just me in the inside?
But I just cant help feeling like I'am in a prision.
Bed Time
By: sarahJ, grade 10
HEY!
HEY!
HEY!
Cut it out!
i think to myself\why do you shout?
Be more patient and we might listen........
Dream Girl
By: sarahJ, grade 10
Deadly catch!
One of a kind!
Sensible sensation.
Always on time.
Beauty reeks from her head
to her toes,
Look at here she's out of
control!
Medium height
just the right size
got everything she needs
and she aient wastin time.
Who is this girl?
quite simple you see......
everything that i wish to be.
Untitled
By: sarahJ, grade 10
Gangs.
whats the point?
is it about color,
or is it about race?
do you know they are violent and cause so much pain?
Do you know that they are not okay?
They are hurting the community in so many ways.
WE need to stop.
and get back in our place, were we belong
because this is all wrong.
Maybe one day we might relieze it,
But hopefully by that day we are not all dead and gone.
Javonni
By: sarah, grade 10
Do you see me?
can you hear?
my comprehrnsion is a little unclear.
I'M starting to love you
now your fading away.
you hurt me so bad
i have so much pain.
Did you know that i always cared?
I might not of had showed it, but i was always there.
Maybe if I showed it, you would still be here?
Maybe because i didnt, where are you at? no where.
Do you see me?
can you hear?
I guess not,
cause where you at?
no where.
Haruoun and the Sea of Stories, a Sonnet
By: Anna, grade 7
The sea of stories and Harun, the boy
Involves the storyteller and his son
But, Mother, all these stories did annoy
And so, from their apartment she did run
Rashid, the storyteller, was in tears
And to him not, these stories they would come
And, then Haroun betrayed his worst, worst fears
by saying that his stories all were dumb
So, sad like this, he went to valley K
To talk some people into voting for
The dreadful politicians for some pay
So he could buy the stuff to fix the door
But, wait! That fateful night it was to be!
The great adventure in the story sea!
Unwanted love: a Shakespeare-like sonnet
By: Anna, grade 7
I have thy hand, I do not thy your heart
Thy heart is bound securely to thy chest
Thou treats thy selfishness as a fine Art
Thou cares but for thy self, not for the rest
Thus leave, thou must, and do it, riddance good
For I'll no longer shelter for thy name
Today, tommorow, yesterday I would
Get up and undo that for which I came
As flowers which get sunned too long must fade,
The pampering for thee is overdone
Wherst it me mountain, sea or sunny glade
at sight of thee, their charms must be undone
Thy heart is as a cold and lifeless stone
Begone! of, from this house, thy will be thrown
A Sonnet on Gathering Blue
By: Anna, grade 7
Oh, I've just finished reading Gathering Blue
Yes, Luis Lowry wrote a lovely book
'bout Thomas, Kira, Matt and Small Jo too
So readily, Adventure that they took
The Singer's robe was Kira's specialty
Her nimble fingers handled it with pride
Yet, tiring, that the work it was for she
it did not bring the magic from inside
The is said for Thomas and his staff
His Knowledge with the wood was quite a feat
Yet all his free time did they cut in half
The Guardians, him and Kira did they cheat
The point of people is to make things better
What Kira, Thomas, Jo will do together
still
By: Claren, grade 6
Past, present,
There is no difference to me.
I keep waiting for the day when time stops.
memories collect like algae,
slowly covering my rocks.
Years swim by me like fish,
I see them change and grow older, but i stay the same.
I am like still water,
never changing, ever there.
(This poem is based on the excellent book, Tuck Everlasting
Silent Salute
By: Claren, grade 6
Silent line of soldiers,
standing in salute,
to the fallen ones bellow,
lying still upon the earth.
The survivors look down in reverence to the trees that
quietly fought, that helped our cause, the cause of life.
They are now dead,
years and years they lived,
always in danger,
yet ever resting.
Their is no parade,
no memorial or plaque,
yet they serviced their part,
only to be cut and chopped.
So their neighbors watch and salute, in a solemn line
to the fallen trees.
The only force that can heal the broken, is time.
The new trees awaken to face their life as soldiers,but it will only end in a silent salute.
Inside, Outside, Everywhere
By: Alisha, grade 4
Inside there are hundreds of racks filled with books,
Outside the town clock strikes 6:00,
Inside citizens quietly rampage to the check out center arms full,
Outside the sun lowers over the ocean making a sunset with an array of colors,
Inside people clear out satisfied of their new novels,
Outside rush hour settles down until the next day.
Inside the librarians do their last minute work,
Outside the sky darkens to an unique night of twilight.
Books Books Books!!!!
By: Pseudonymous, grade 12
Roses are red
violets are blue
I love books
and so do you :)
im traped
By: angel, grade 6
one day i was alone sitting on the couch at home im traped cant you see no ones here with me im scared where are you im feeling blue i might even have the flu. please lord help me sleep and rest in peace like i said im traped but now im free i could see my knees you helped me get through the passege to see the message im not traped im free.
A Mothers Struggles
By: sircalvin, grade 10
My mother's struggles are hard to duplicate. A poor single mother raising a bad kid who was irate. Has your mother ever say she would send you away? That was one of the many phrases she would say. my mother's srtuggles were far and wide. but her love for me is guaranteedlike a tide. wake up momit's time for work. how does your back feel? does it still hurt? physically and financially we both had our problems. but we know how to solve them. my mother's struggles are far to advance. mom remember when i was young and we use to dance? remember when we use to laugh together? we were always tight in this stormy weather.but far many to see her struggles were brought by me.
Love Hurts
By: Sophie, grade 8
Your love hurts me
When I see you I can't just not smile
I can't stay away
What do I do?
You hate me
You never want to see me
Goodbye
Click
Boom
Love hurts
Hot
By: Claren, grade 7
Hot concrete
burns my feet.
The sun shines down
like a big orange beast.
Of all the seasons,
I like summer the least.
RANDOM
By: Claren, grade 7
How random can we be?
Take a look at the poem and you will see.
warm elephant pancakes, fresh off the chair, only a billion books for a chance to be scared!
paint and plastic and pain with rain on top, what a delicious game!
My great, great, great aunt.. twice removed came to me by a giant balloon! she said to me that perhaps I should shave the tops of my ears, today!
There is much more random-ness in this world, so say something random, but whatever you do.. don't be a cheese curd!
Questions
By: Claren, grade 7
How my life will change I will never know,
Why cant we stop the hot weather with snow?
When is the time around the bend,
What is the perfect sin?
Perspective
By: Claren, grade 7
I see all the people laughing, he tells me it's too crowded.
I glance at the food on my plate and think I am lucky, he is disgusted and says it is gross.
I look behind me and see yellow sunshine glinting, he looks and says it's too hot.
My world lifts me up,
but he brings himself down.
Summer Day
By: Claren, grade 7
Birds sing in the trees,
Sun shines through the leaves with ease,
Children perspire with ice-creams in hand,
Summer is anything but bland!
The Angel Who loved forever
By: Toni, grade 8
Her beautiful soul in me
Her light will shine through me
Her love will live forever
My sister she will always be
Her body will be gone
But her soul will live forever
When we look out at the sea
We will remember
The angel who loved forever
Do You?
By: Anonymous, grade 7
Roses are red,
Volets are blue,
I love to read...
DO YOU?
Choices
By: Anna, grade 8
Choices, options, decisions
There like a test
To keep it a secret
Or to confess
To follow the rules we should abide
Or to break them what will you decide?
Like a road that spits into two
Now comes the question
What will you do?
Which path to take?
And will it be for your sake?
Times running out
Do you have any doubt?
Just Me-
By: Hanna, grade 10
Just me, just sitting here alone
Got no family, never needed anybody
It's always been just me and I've always been fine with that
I've always stayed in my little room
just typing away, lost in another world
Didn't like my world, so I made my own
I was a warrior, a princess, a queen
Each time I could be something else
It didn't matter about the contents of my pockets, only the contents of my heart
I vanquished my enemies, stopped the bad guys, saved the day
In my world, I was a hero, I was special
But at the end of the day, I was still alone
It was still just me
July 2009
Remember Me-
By: Hanna, grade 10
I'm not invincible, I can't last forever.
I'm no superwoman, no vampire, no alien warrior.
I'm just plain old me, the weak human.
Just me.
I fight with my words, they are my silver long sword, they are my shinning armor.
But they won't always be with me, I won't always be so strong.
One day that dragon will take me down or the rival knight will win the joust
So remember me for who I was.
Forget my mistakes, my imperfections.
Forget the way my voice could be sweet one moment, cold and hard, like ice, the next.
Forget the way I could glare, like Medusa's eyes that could turn you to stone.
Forget the anger I had or the hatred I could feel, a passion like a thousand fiery suns in an Arabian desert.
Remember the good times, when we won the battle, when there was a happily ever after.
Remember the way I could smile, like the sun shinning through the darkness.
Remember the way I wielded my words, like the Excalibur whispering through the wind.
Remember me, the knight always dreaming of the next adventure, the next feat of courage, the next mission.
It isn't time to go yet, I'm still young and strong, sharper than the sharpest dagger.
But I won't always be around, even knights get old sometimes.
So forget my mistakes and my imperfections.
And remember me for who I was.
June 2009
fourth of july
By: Nick, grade 7
Boom
Crackle
Spark
Oooh
Aaaah
that is the sound of Americas Birthday being celebrated
Having fun on Chinese New Year
By: Lucy , grade 7
On Sunday
Sitting
Around the fire on Chinese New year
Burning chinese paper
Who we left behind in other parts of the world
Wearing chinese hair things
Going out to a chinese restruant
having fun on Chinese New Year
Grades
By: Bich, grade 7
fun
really hard
Horses
By: Alyssa, grade 7
Running with the wind
Manes and tails flying
Hooves hardly touching the ground
Ever lasting grace
At a heart racing pace
You make your way over the plains
FaMiLy
By: FaMiLy, grade 7
Family is people you count on people you trust and will always be their for you, ALWAYS! so dont let your family down.
So alone
By: Setarah, grade 8
Alone to cry
Alone to laugh
Alone to smile
Alone to frown
Alone to live
Alone to die
Alone to wander
Alone to discover
Alone to learn
Alone to live
Alone in pain
Alone in hurt
Alone in joy
Alone in the morning
Alone in the night
Alone in the afternoon
Alone in this life
Alone in this world
Alone in boredom
Alone in knowledge
Alone in this state
Alone with people
Alone at work
Alone right now
Alone when I was born
And alone when I will die
Alone walking through life
Without any pride
How can you be satisfied
Living your life like you do
When you know there is some one out there
Who could really use a friend like you
No one will know how I live
No one will know who I am
No one will ever get to know me
Because I am destined to spend my life alone
I am always alone.
It's no fun to be alone
To do everything on your own
To live with no recognition
To share my pride with no one
Wanting to have someone
To live my life with
But for now
I will continue alone
And all alone
God it hurts
By: Setarah, grade 8
I said "God it hurts"
And God said "I Know"
I said "God I cry alot"
And God said "That's why I gave you tears"
I said "God I get so depressed"
And God said "That why I gave you sunshine"
I said god I feel Alone"
And god said "That's why I gave you loved ones"
I said "god my loved one is dead"
And God said"I watched mine nailed to the cross"
I said God "Where are they? "
And God said "Mine is on my right and yours is in the light.
I said "God it hurts"
And God said "I know"
School
By: Setarah, grade 8
School is hard, schoool is fun.
For lunch I got a cinnamon bun.
School is easy,
Trust me, school makes me VERY quesy.
what is school like?
By: Setarah, grade 8
School is like a prison
We can't leave,
School is like an island
We are all trapped,
School is like a pie
It is good at first until you reach the crust,
School is like a toilet
It is full of germs,
School is like a salad
You have to put something on it to make it better,
School is like a stupid cat
It never dies,
School is like a garbage truck
It smells, it's big and you can here it from a mile away,
School is like a baby
It always needs your attention,
School is like a shark
It just keeps chasing,
School is like going to jail
You never want to go back,
I Can't Go to School
By: Setarah, grade 8
I can't go to school because I am sick
If I walk out my house I'll get hit by a brick
I can't go to school because I'm afraid
On my way there I might get run over by a huge parade
I can't go to school because I have a funereal to attend
School uniforms
just aren't the new trend
I can't go to school because I woke up late
I broke my thumb while learning how to skate
I can't go to school because I feel a little blue
My brother stuck my hands together with supper glue
I can't go to school because school is boring
I wonder what excuses I'll have tomorrow morning
fearless
By: becky, grade 9
to me fearless is not the absence of fear it's not being completely unafraid to me fearless is having doubts lots of them to me fearless is living in spite of those things that scare you to death to me fearless is falling madly in love again even though you've been hurt before to me fearless is walking into your freshman year of high school at fifteen fearless is getting back up and fighting for what you want over and over again...even though every time you've tried before you've lost it's fearless to have faith that someday things will change to me fearless is having courage to say goodbye to someone who only hurts you even if you can breath without them i think fearless to fall for your best friend even though he's in love with someone else and when someone apologizes to you enough times for things they'll never stop doing i think fearless to stop believing them it's fearless to say your not sorry and walk away i think loving someone despite what people think is fear! less i think allowing yourself to cry on the bathroom floor is fearless leting go is fearless then moving on and being alright ...that's fearless too but on matter what love throws at you you have to believe in it you have to believe in love stories and prince charmings and happily ever after because i think love is fearless
How Can It Be?
By: Kelly, grade 7
How can it be, that she wrote his name in her diary a thousand times,
Yet her name never once crossed his mind?
How can it be, that when she looked at him she saw into his very soul,
Yet when he looked at her it was as if he looked right past her through a hole?
How can it be, that his face was etched into her memory,
Yet hers was unfamiliar as can be?
How can it be, that every night he visited her in her dreams,
Yet he knew not who he was visiting?
How can it be, she cried a thousand tears over him,
Yet he never noticed the effect of his sin?
How can it be, her pain was there for all to see,
Yet the scars to his eyes were such a mystery?
How can it be, that he was the cause of her final fall,
Yet he never knew that she ever lived at all?
Distant
By: Kelly, grade 7
A stab of a dagger, a cut of a knife,
With every unspoken word in your life.
A glass paneled wall, a lock or two,
A distant barrier between me and you.
My heart is aching, I don't know what to do.
Is it me, or is it you?
A frozen statue, a lifeless robot.
Never sharing a single thought.
Bitter words, such short replies.
With every syllable, a part of me dies.
Your words are lies, that much I can see.
Is this how it use to be?
So abstract, so out of place,
I miss that smile upon your face.
I'll never forget that memory though,
That laugh, quickly fading to an echo.
Your playful nature, now part of the past.
How long will this facade last?
A call on the phone, a talk via text,
Each only lasting a couple minutes.
You sob all alone, I'm not truely there.
Just some fake reassurances, or a pet of your hair.
A pat on the back, a hug from the blue,
Is this really all I can do?
A knock on the door, the very next day.
I hope it's really you, I pray.
On the other side of the door, a surprise awaits.
I will never ever forget this date.
For there on the step, was something so frightening.
A stranger with a letter, in your handwriting.
I stare at the words, without really seeing.
Inside my mind, my voice is screaming.
It isn't over, it just can't be.
But the words on paper were stated so plainly.
The words you wrote, they cannot be true.
How will I ever live my life without you?
A stab of a dagger, a cut of a knife,
With every unspoken word in your life.
A glass paneled wall, a lock or two,
A distant barrier between me and you.
My heart is aching, I don't know what to do.
Was it me, or was it you?
M.e and U.
By: A timid girl, grade 11
Ohh..where to begin?
My long time friend, the rage, frustration, keeps burning in.
I don't know why,
every little thing you do,
seems to get on my nerves when it comes to you.
I try to get past, the little forced humiliating jokes you throw at me, even the clinginess, the critisizing, the copying me too.
I'm holding it in, I'm turning blue.
I get this way when it's me and u.
But how could I say, even one mean thing? The words come up, on my tongue on the brink.
But then you walk by and give a smug wave, and the words dissapear. I'll admit I'm afraid.
Ohhh my DEAR friend, I'm sorry to say, I don't know how much longer, I can keep living this way.
Mango Haiku
By: Lillie, grade 7
Special grey kitty.
Sparkling orange-mango eyes.
Loved by so many.
This poem was inspired by the novel, A Mango-Shaped Space, by Wendy Mass.
Colorless
By: Lillie, grade 7
Imagine the world
Without color.
So boring
So bland
So dull.
No lush green plants
To freshen your life.
No beautiful flowers
To brighten your day.
No color.
But our world
Is special.
We have beautiful things,
Colorful things,
Things to make us happy.
This poem was inspired by the novel A Mango-Shaped Space, by Wendy Mass.
Candy-Apple Red
By: Lillie, grade 7
Candy-Apple red
With lime green sprinkled in;
Maybe purple
With orange stripes?
Brown like a block of wood
With baby-blue specks;
Maybe shiny pink
Like your granddaddy's head?
Shimmering green
With silver lining;
Maybe bright green
With turquoise?
Rusty red spirals
Like your history teacher;
Maybe plum-purple
With yellow specks?
Maybe your colors
Are different than mine;
But my name is candy-apple red
With lime green sprinkled in.
This poem was inspired by the novel, A Mango-Shaped Space, by Wendy Mass.
My Colorful Life
By: Lillie, grade 7
colors swirling
in the air.
a red spiral
as the phone rings;
a puff of mango
as the cat jumps on
my bed.
12:00, my clock alarms
go off.
green! blue! orange!
yellow! red! purple!
I rub my eyes,
cover my ears,
the colors are
gone.
This poem was inspired by A Mango- Shaped Space, a novel by Wendy Mass.
Flip
By: Lillie, grade 7
my heart just dropped
a mile
under the sea
gulp
push my hair back
and flip into life!
Never Wanted to Write this Poem
By: Lillie, grade 7
don't see what's so great
about poems.
never wanted to write this
anyway.
somebody made me.
well, maybe not.
maybe i just wanted to try it.
too hard.
can't do it anyway.
wait- i did it!
i'm doing it!
i just wrote a poem.
i guess it's not too hard
maybe.
summer
By: phenix and blossom, grade 7
Hello to summer
Hot and shiny
Like eggplant
Love
By: Melissa, grade 12
Love is like roses.
All thorny but beautiful
Give some to a friend.
i love you
By: mary, grade 10
does she have to away
does she have to leave
i don't want her to far away
i want her close
close beside me
so when i cry she can hug me
tightly and never let me go
why does she have to go
i love her very much
she's a friend to me
why did they have to take her away.
Rock Band
By: Melissa, grade 12
Have you heard the news yet?
About the boys in that rock group
Please girls don't have a fret.
There is more boys out there for you!
The Tom with the girl Sue
Guitar player with the plain-Jane
Who would know of those two
A couple in a short time
The Bill with the Noel
The tall singer with the short girl
Eating out of the same bowl
They look so perfect together.
With each other four weeks
Hands in hands, all day long kissing
They start to look like freaks
But their still two perfect couples.
Silence
By: shannon, grade 7
When everything is silent
nothing is the same
Im in a dark room with him
But silence
is all that can be heard
i feel right now
as if i am about to cry
nothing is right
my head is down
then the silence is broken
with the close of a door
i look up
hes gone
Best friends
By: shannon, grade 7
He's my best friend
They see a couple in us
A couple is what we dont see
Everyday we get the same song and dance
For once i wish they left us alone
I wish for once the akewardness was gone
i wish they saw us as best friends
Untitled
By: Al1c1a, grade 10
could I finally be at peace? where are the usual thoughts of dread? Am I truly at peace or am I messed up in the head? Where am I going I dont know anymore I do know I will go far. But really how far can you go when you dont have a clue where you are? Falling down so hard I dont know where to turn. Truth be told my lessons are learned ive been spit out mocked and burned. but somehow I still return and here I am. Going through on my plans. My plans for success I know them best. You reap only what you sow. At the end of the day you can have it your way Im fine just on my own. So when you expect me to beg for you back im sorry but I have some pride. You may be beautiful on the erxterior but your ugly on the inside.
* FRIENDS *
By: Raychel , grade 10
Maybe life isnt always what it seems, maybe we see it like its our own personal belief that we were made to control or love something.. what happens when you dont get the feelings returned.
I use to think I had it all then one day I found out that that its not a reality to have it all, friends are people your suppose to trust... what if they hurt you on such a level to where you cant trust them or ANYBODY then you feel alone, and the worlds closing in.. who do you need the best? A good friend.
RIOT!
By: Sasha, grade 10
In this dark world
I want to do something
to start my life into light again
I need to erase my memory to this day.
everything in me is a riot!