What I Love
What I love By: Joshua Lujan I love the pool It has that smell that attracts me It has a lot of people going up and down the pool doing the same stroke I like how it is loud because…
Poetry Is…
Poetry Is... by Meghan Kilpatrick Poetry is the light blue paint in Starry Night mixing with the lightly brushed-on yellow stars Poetry is the softly played piano fading into the background of your favorite song Poetry is the simply complex…
Windows
Windows - By Caleb Yang You can see a person's face, but not a person's soul, and because of this our society has fallen in a hole Some walk pass with eyes dark as coal, but inside is a being…
Poetry
Poetry By Cody Okiyama Poetry is creative. Poetry is abstract art that never stops being interesting. Poetry are stanzas that create lessons to inform and create. Poetry, can tell stories. Poetry, can show lessons books cannot. Poetry…
Roller Coaster
Roller Coaster By: Renz Russel Mercado I can hear the engine clunking, the climb starts its way, It moves slowly as we go up, the engine goes louder and louder. As I reach the top of the sky, the wheels…
The Sand
The Sand By Alicia Getty She stood at the top Looking down on the foamy blue below The gleam of the Pacific Ocean calling her name The rock was a dark, solid sponge Lifting her up into the salty…
The Dream
The Dream By: Mackenzie Camidge I was walking through a field of grassy meadows. As I walked, I saw something in the distance. It was a table. I wen't over to it and stared. I saw something on a…
Poetry Is Life
Poetry Is Life By Emily Osborne Poetry is the window to your dreams. It shines a beam of light into your life. Poetry is a way to express your feelings and your imagination. Poetry is like a painting, it can…
Friend Or Foe?
My Dear Friend Or Foe? By Yesenia Palma I walked along the grassy plains, others joyfully skipping about. The Lavender swishing to and fro' from the winds' violent shove. The sun cowering behind the clouds; making land cry Oh my…
East Coast
East Coast By Jalen Pugh Clack , Clack do you hear that? Grown men strapped Little kids carrying bats Time stops, suicide written all over my wrist My heart stuck in a twist Now I'm here another VA child No…
Poetry Is
Poetry Is By Jaycee Stafford Poetry is like waking everyday Alone Empty Cold But it is also like An awakening A new beginning Poetry is freedom of the soul And mystery to the mind
My town
My Town By Xavier Green My Town has children playing My Town has roads going to the shop to home My Town has a mini food court But My Town has No more no less
Poetry is By Jasmine Calderon
Poetry is like standing on a stage, not knowing what is going to happen next feeling the tension of every soul on stage Poetry is that feeling of butterflies when you talk to your crush for the first time.…
DOLLS
They don't TALK. They don't SPEAK. There like DOLLS. They don’t mAke A PEEP. There house holds more lies thAn those lies thAn those "PRETTY LITTLE LIARS.'' What a LIE oh, I SPY. As if I were Sherlock in the…
The Other Side of the Fence
By: Genercy Inglis Who are you? Are you like an inquisitive adolescent Or do you look with indifference? How is it? On the other side of the fence, No commissary, No PX, Only Walmart. What is life like? On the…
The Night of Death
The Night of Death by Nia Carter I walk down the street with my lovable feet soon I see a pile of teeth I searched around frightened and scared I see a zombie standing there It stands their firm…
What is Poetry
By: Logan Nunies Poetry is like a ray of sunlight on a rainy day It’s a cool breeze that comes on a scorching afternoon Poetry is a gift from a random person on a terrible Monday Poetry is…
i am from…
i am from by sabastian kyle nicholson I am from t.v and video games from unhealthy eating and carbohydrates and movies to tea i am from the nice bed to t.v in my room from the old dirty dishes in…
Poetry Is
Poetry is like a new happiness walking into your hands Poetry is like getting hurt every day in your stomach or getting bullied millions of times poetry is when you can tell anything to anyone about them poetry is like…
Perfect Place
By: Alexis Gonzales A clearing in trees, a place with little noise, a haven, filled with grass and flowers. Animals come by to graze on grass. Only to flee when they hear a SNAP. A place where rays…