The Mountain
The Mountain By: Addy Miller There is a place not so far away Where all stress and worries seem to fade away The daisies swaying in the breeze So dainty and quiet you will hear a white tailed bunny…
Lake Gaston
Lake Gaston by Savannah J. Where Grandaddy Rex’s ashes were spread Where I’ve spent summers Where I learned to ski Where I get away Lake Gaston, When you think of this lake You hear children screaming with joy, Boats roaring,…
The Ocean
The Ocean By Sara Watson The ocean: beautiful, wild, and free Looking out into the mysterious sea This is where I feel at ease With the salty ocean breeze The sun glistening onto the sand This great feeling is…
The Diamond
The Diamond by Aaron Gerlach Just smell the crisp summer air The hot sun beating down on you. Listen to the murmur of the crowd As they wait for the game to start. The dirt newly raked and dragged The…
Home Sweet Home
Home Sweet Home By: Sophia Atkins The very first time I saw it It was a broken down old house We came around, Fixed it all up, And the house became A Home With the fig bush in the…
The Deep Blue
The Deep Blue By: Bailey Hicks The hot, gritty sand Beneath my feet is a Weird, but relaxing feeling I come here, to the Deep Blue In times of need or comfort This place, this magical place Is…
Home
Home by Denisha Williams HOME Who could ever imagine Life as it is today People losing people And don’t know what to say Life is where you hear good Then you hear tragedy HOME What is life? Waking up…
My Favorite Place
My Favorite Place By Tavon Cooper Lonely, No sounds Just me by myself, Is the best place in the world. With a smell of fresh cut grass, Where I can think, And it’s dark. When I know I can’t…
Grandma’s House
Grandma's House By Shianna Mcilvain I am at my Grandma's warm home Remembering HAPPY MEMORIES Blue sky, small Backyard . . . with BIG holes From her two short, Brown, soft dogs. Remembering HAPPY MEMORIES Her cat wonders around The neighborhood.…
Going through the Motions
By: Riley Dean Going through the motions As I walk through the streets of Fernandina Beach, Florida, I see Blue Jays and Swallows around every corner, I look to my left and see the sea, look to my…
My Home
My Home By: Jimmy Bui My home is where I spend my life From my room to the blue hallway down there is a shine. My home is where my happiness is at. From the window reflecting at…
Lightning Colors
Lightning Colors by: Shantavia Strickland Walking down the beautiful pathway I see flashing colors not just any colors colors of my magnificent town Sniff, Sniff as I smell the tall,sweet roses standing in the garden onetwothreefourfive dozens of people…
Mendenhall
Mendenhall By: Rodney Bell As I walk down Mendenhall. I see all types of things. I see different types of plants. It might seem like its cool but you wouldn’t want to live here. You…
Cries and Complaints
Cries and Complaints By Cristina Don-Perez I hear the birds singing. I feel the sweet cold air blowing through my dark brown hair. I feel the shade from the trees protecting me from all the danger in the…
This Place
This Place By: Anonymous This place is like the rabbit hole falling down to wonderland. It's like the teacups on the table or Mad Hatter singing a song. This place is the sun rising like a daisy…
Gray Fox
Gray Fox by Anonymous My community has no big houses. There are only tiny two story houses that make me feel like a giant. We have no large backyard so the pets they have can’t run around. Only one…
The Winner Was Shunti
The Winner Was Shunti By Raven Lawson In my room My sister and I are watching tv There was no sound but the tv She comes over to aggravate me I hit her with my fist but…
Memphis is a Good Place
Memphis is a Good Place By: Antonio Tinnon Memphis is a good place Memphis is green Memphis is red Mississippi river is a blue thread. Memphis TN is a place to go Nashville is a place to call…
My Neighborhood
My Neighborhood by William Langford People in my neighborhood are dirty. Can’t keep anything clean. They walk up and down the streets yelling... screaming. When I step outside my house I see nothing but trash on the streets.…
Liberty City
Liberty City by Ismael Regis I am a fighter, I am a lighter, I am a bright teen that lights the fire. The fire is dead in my city. There are no plants. There’s no sweet air. …