Beauty In It's Simplest Form By~Imani Jackson Wind, going through the hair of trees. Palm trees, rustling their leaves. Communication. Speaking in hushed tones, as to not disturb the... Peace. Blue waves, crashing and rolling on the tan sand. Kids…
Puerto Rico By: Luis Garcia Puerto Rico, small little island But it really has lot of people in it and there is 4 million people and counting. People come and stay most of the time. when ever a plane lands…
Texas By Jael Shain Some people prefer rolling green hills, white Christmases, and forests in their backyards. They like city living with 20 people per acre of land living. They don't mind the fact that the only place they've seen animals…
Not All Heroes Wear Capes Sydney Burke A fire broke out in the dead of night Yellow and orange flames lick the starry sky as they eat up a house Inside the house are people, People who are trapped! Boarded…
What Poetry Is To Me by Matt Olson Poetry is like the Sun rising To brighten up everything Or setting to put everything to darkness. Poetry is like a Video Game You never know what might happen In it.…
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... 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 - 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 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 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
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…
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…