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…
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 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 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 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…
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 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 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 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 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.…
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…
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 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…
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 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 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…
The Effect of Poetry By Jackson Huston Poetry is the thing that keeps the world Poetry is the color wheel of emotions Poetry helps when we are heartbroken Poetry helps when we are joyous Poetry helps when we’re furious Poetry…
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…
The Dark Side of Poetry By Wyatt Dean Poetry is having to do chores Poetry is doing stuff when you’re sick Poetry is going to school And working and learning stuff all day. Poetry is NOT hanging out with…
Two Souls By, Noah Perez The day I entered, I saw her walking toward me, A pained look written on my face, She would ask if I was ok, I would smile and nod, Then go on…