Erin Greer, Flowers and a Branch, Water Color Molly Heller, Fruit Party, Mixed Media
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Soul Searching Erin Greer, Flowers and a Branch, Water color Molly Heller, Fruit Party, Mixed media Will My Light Shine On? Will my light shine, to live another day? When I am gone will I be remembered I only ask to hear what they will say As I slowly cool like fiery embers. So I wish upon this day after death, That someone fresh may take my spot on Earth And when that day comes, they may take my breath As I ask myself how much life is worth. When I die, will I live another life? Or will I just disintegrate and die? And will I ever get to meet my wife? I question the world above the blue sky. Is my life going to get carried on? Or will I perish from Earth and be gone? - -Owen Davis Untitled Traveling through the night I found a light Glowing on the edge of the black forest shining so bright It is usually best to continue on through the night That path was so dangerous, there was a chance, but that was so slight By the glow of the light I ran past the glare And I knew no one else could get there Because no one ever tried and now I see I know this is the only path for me My fingers touching the light Stuck in the bulb, so warm and bright Alive, it felt alive trying to be free Beside that river road I hesitated to let it flee The light, I want to hold onto it and its glow Under the darkness, some hold onto it as hope, but some let it go I stood watching the river as I let it go free I sat down next to the tree I thought about the same path everyone takes – my only swerving – it said never give up Then I knew hope wasn’t lost as I saw the sun come up - - Saumitra Bhandare The Freedom of the Bird I`ve tried to breathe and just let it all go Above a stillness holding me from the truth As you say I hide like a crow I`ve tried to be open, but I`m stuck in a booth Alone or scared about what will happen then With one person telling me I`m ten I put it to the side and hope I`m okay By walking past the bluster and fear inside I`ve pulled away and just let it all sway And brought it behind my head where it just lied And dropped the gloominess to make a photo The color of joy that will never outgrow - - Julia Siess What Keeps You Up at Night? And losing things you will forever Is it the swing or branches outside hold dear. your window Do you stay up thinking about the Or the sound of the whispers that things you can`t affect? only you know? Even though, to me, you`re perfect Could it be the thoughts running You know you can`t let those things through your mind, in. Of the fear of deep sleep and being They`re not worth your time. permanently blind In your mind, draw a line, Is it what you heard in school that Don’t let the whispers invade your day? sleep. Well only you know those thoughts In your head, they don’t make a can`t stay. peep. Was it the last thing you saw that Do you wish at night? night? After you turn off your light What was that figure before you Is it the reason you’re up, books? turned out the light? You know they aren`t as smart as Is it something they said? they look Why can`t those thoughts disappear What do you think about at night? when you rest your head? A dream, a wish, a hope or a fright. Could it be your mind running wild? - - Lauren Kline With thoughts racing through as you sat there and smiled Thinking of family, friends, dreams, and hope. Or do you just sit there and learn how to cope? Learning how to live with sadness and fear The Growing Children Diamond shaped poem We are the growing children. Past We are the receiving children. Learning together, Harsh, old Brains filled with questions. Alas! Reminding, teaching, guiding Our dried memories, when Facing the challenge We gain knowledge together Are curious and wondering Moving, hoping, improving As raccoons in garbage. Resolution, together In our curious mind. Shape without disobedience. Future Grow with knowledge. - - Andrew Bleiler Paralyzed force, gesture with action. - -John Hackendahl What Makes Each Color So Unique Each color has it's own story to it Every color is different in a way Without color, the world would be boring Colors are as bright as the sun they say There are millions of shades of colors These shades are the definition of Earth Bright and boring always makes it all right Light during the day and dark during the night Red has power and desire Orange is the color of fire Yellow is as bright at the sun Green is the color of fun Blue is the ocean at the beach Purple is the color of peace - - Ava Levitz Life after Death Could there be such a thing as a second chance Some place you can be with those who are loved Somewhere everybody can play and dance Where no worries can effect those above And is there a place where bad people stay Where they can think of all they have hurt Way down in the ground covered in dirt Although we'll never be able to know Where those who have passed dwell after their death Religions and cultures help us to show Those who are gone may live another breath Maybe they live a peaceful new life In a perfect world that can't bring them strife - -Logan Swangler Sonnet No fear, no judgement, everyone is free If everyone could see the real you Oh just imagine what the world could be It'd be great, the world would be anew Just be yourself, don't care 'bout others Go out there be dazzling, daring What might happen if we weren't bothered By anyone. You need to stop caring. Confidence will reign over all of us All would be well and all would be joyful No one would be afraid to take the bus But then no one would be thankful Kirsten Schaller,Tree, Ink People who care for you would be useless and pencil You would be both your worst and very best - -Annalise D'Angelo Sonnet I The world is full of two, the light and dark, And paths that all can change from place to place. The loving good people do to remark, Th terrible lust that men choose to chase, Are all good and giving true to their world? Are all bad, cynical of heart and mind? Bad people gain such heart, change can be heard, The worst of best found lying to the blind, What hidden truths that we'll conceal, un- known, Only time can discover you and me, Human mind and soul will be told and shown, Innocent and stubborn must come to see, The flicker to dark and dimmer to light; Hidden values, worth more than any- thing. - -Aidan McMoil Kaitlyn Nieves-Sosa, Self Portrait, Paint Empty I took two steps forward But the shadow still loomed over my empty, pale body It offered me a small capsule Which I took down in a gulp, quite thirstily I ask for another but the shadow is no longer there Instead, I turn around to find blue Blue everywhere, speckled with little white bun- ny tails The fresh wind in my hair Life, without a single worry When I open my eyes, it`s dark again All of my worries fall into place I glance back up at the shadow, Which tosses another pill Hungry, I`m always hungry for pills But the shadow always comes back It always gives me pills - -Erin Greer Music Dark and twisted, feeding into your brain The bad times, right there all over again What's wrong with me? Am I going insane? It affects us all. Women, even men Its magic can transform anybody Its rhythm provides something; an escape Its beat changes within everybody In our hearts it leaves a large open gape Music can heal anyone's old heart Bringing out the good in everyone Sometimes, it can be considered an art It can take up time till the midnight sun It calms the nerves and helps out with your brain Come relax with me and hear Purple Rain - -Madison Domanico Gianna Harvest, Love, Sculpture Fatigue Many students walk into school Every day - sleepwalking, eyelids half shut They're complaining about How tired they are How little sleep they got... And even when the long-wanted weekend comes by It doesn’t help too much Coming and going like a flash Intangible Difficult to grasp Because the time is too short to do anything Weekends exist for a reason Although many may be tired, Although many may be drowsy, Although many may be sleepy, We kids still push on Past the tiredness Past the lack of sleep Past what we need To continue everyday Like zombies - -Miranda Song Daydreams When I am by myself And I close my eyes I'm the peak of sun that shines through the clouds I'm a ball pit full of children I'm a jack-in-a box that is way too loud I'm the cricket you hear at night I'm a white piece of paper you see everything in I'm the golden Oscar you win for having might I'm the tears you cry from laughing too hard I'm a non-stop singing birthday card I'm the rose you keep that reminds you of great memories I'm the only person, when you are down, that can make you cheese I'm the first tiny bud on a tree that blooms I'm that wild smelling perfume I'm whatever I want to be and whatever I care to be And when I open my eyes What I want to be is me - -Gabriella Azcona Nick Pinkerton, Self Portrait, Mixed media Fly Away I’m sitting on the highest heaven Unable to fall Yet I’m already saying hello to the lowest rocks Each time I try to crawl to a heaven I end up at the river The beautiful river I don’t like the river Every time I tap it with my toe or try to pet it It turns into a beast A gnarling, teeth-barring beast So, I keep climbing to the heavens Until I’m in the tree But the tree isn’t nice The tree hits me when I touch its branches And I keep climbing But now I’m in the clouds I hate the clouds They slurp me up Until I can’t climb anymore - -Erin Greer Marcello Marin, Untitled, Paint Sonnet Some people get abandoned in the dark Trapped in a room filled with only themselves There are no walls, fly away like a lark Put away on the highest shelves Nobody to tell them how they’ve grown, Nobody to ask them if they're okay, Nobody to lay out the stepping stone Stuck in this dark place not to see a ray No, not a single person deserves it To release what has been bothering them To have at least a whiff of joy and wit, To have someone tell them they're a gem, To have a friend who they know they can trust, To have motivation between dust - -Nicole Filipe Owen Minella, Fly away, Mixed Media Staying in my Shell I’ve stayed in the egg all my life I want to break out of the shell Where it’s crazy and wild and the life is More fulfilling A girl gets annoyed by the same old thing.