Word

By: Nicole Viera Another one exhale poof! The aroma of foulness Everywhere. Constantly has a pack Full of miserable ashes Here and there. The same hand he uses To hold the piece of Destruction Is the same hand he Used…

By: Alen Ganevic She is small like baby bird She loves to play around all the time She is really to entertaining to hang around the most She makes me laugh so much She is the best sister that I…

By: Dariam Pozo There is way for you to express yourself, where we are heard but not seen, where we are as strong as a great oak tree here to support you and show the path to take that is…

By: Dakota Grady My dad is the most outstanding person in my life because he teaches me so much stuff about things. I didn’t know before about cars I never knew. He is creative in different ways because he is…

By: Carolina Gomez Seeing her tears coming down her face like crystals. Seeing her get up early every morning telling us Goodbye. Waiting for her to get Home. Seeing how she has the Strength to move Forth. Seeing her how…

By: E'mani Thomas The silent drop dripped from her cheek Would make a young girl wonder. Walking down the dark windy, alley. Waiting for your presence. Often,thinking that I will never see you again. A young girl full of wonder.…

By: Eric Calle They’re all gone. Said to never find They weren’t all kind. Although we all got along We spoke with our own tongue We stood together you could tell us apart We weren’t the best but we all…

By: Pablo Torres There’s this one stranger who I always see walking around. She walks her dogs with a really big mean face, she’s huge and really looks big and fat, every time I see here I wave at her…

By: Kris Gelinas Who am I, I am smart and creative, I am smart like a dolphin, I am creative like a game developer, Who am I, I am caring and loving, I am caring like a mother duck, I…

By: Kevin Suarez Poetry is how people express themselves. They express themselves in a poem by writing what they feel. Poetry author such as Theodore Roethke wrote his poem without saying what they are thinking inside their head. Poetry author…

By: Guinevere Johnson Dear Grandmother, Remember when we use to sit outside, watching me splash into the miniature kiddy pool? Remember when we use to take paper, and turn it into an object beyond our imagination? Remember when I would…

By: Willie Davis Poetry is the day of light explaining how dark hits at night Poetry is bright stars in the galaxies Poetry is the dark knight ready to strike his own king Poetry is a tornado that strikes fear…

By: Shanice Watts There is danger There is store’s, homes being destructed by invasions There are young teens forced to have their hands behind their head There is handcuffs squeezing their wrist There is sirens screaming up and down the…

By: Emina Kalabic Mislim na tebe Selfless, Strong-willed, Mother, Revered silence, Gregarious, Spotless. What she always expressed to me “mino cero” “rodite nane tvoja” “jeli te slusa mama” “Kaces doci nani” She was striking as the lighting Prayed to Allah…

By: Shanice Watts   There is danger There is store’s, homes being destructed by invasions There are young teens forced to have their hands behind their head There is handcuffs squeezing their wrist There is sirens screaming up and down…