Poet-s-Corner

The summer day was one million degrees hot. Summer school had just started, and my face was as red as a beet. An endless river of sweat was going down my spine as I walked to first period. There was not much in the corridor. Right next to me was the ISS room and a couple of lockers in multiple colors. As I walked on the colorful clumped concrete tiles on the floor, I couldn’t help but notice a few people walking around like bees in a beehive, but little did I know one was about to sting me. I saw a shadowy figure in front of me as I turned around and saw his eyes. They were red like blood and fire mixed and were quite soulless. Then CRACK! The figure punched me out of the park, my eye swelling up like a Copper Head bite. He grabbed me by the shirt collar and took my lunch money, then dropped me on the ground. Then he kicked my stomach as I ran to the principal's office to report him.

Childhood Innocence

by Sophia R.

What if there was a place,

A place from your childhood imagination,

A place where everyone was accepted

The place we thought the world was

when we were young,

When we didn’t have a care,

When we only saw the good side.

When we were all optimistic,

When we all had big dreams

that we knew were going to come true.

What happened to that world?

What happened to wishing on a star?

What happened to the smiles that spread to our eyes?

Minnie and Mickey,

Donald and Daisy,

Goofy and Pluto.

They all represented innocents,

The innocents we all used to have.

They all represented the happiness in our childhood.

But we can’t stay young forever.

You Are The World

By Cooper H.

If you ever think you're nothing

Then listen to this little something

The world is pretty big

And you may feel like a little twig

But remember, to someone you are the world

So next time you feel like crying

Or think you're done trying

Just remember, to someone you are the world

So keep on pushing forward

Keep on going toward your best

Because to someone you are the world

The Menagerie of our Souls

by Logan S.

Lifting swift up to the sky Soaring and roaring as I fly

The dragon inside us is I became Lying on wind

and breathing flame A dragon rests in every soul

And it makes up part of every whole Shining

bright into the night Radiant halos above

the white a angel kindness is what I bring

Raising hearts with my light ring An angel

rests in every soul And makes up part of every whole

Twisting through the forest leaves Making colored,

artful weaves Bringing joy, bringing art

A faerie brings to us the gift of heart

A faerie rests in every soul And makes up part

of every whole Rising from gashes

and burning ashes Fiery hearts and bravery

flashes Coming back from cuts and stings

Like a phoenix on my wings

A phoenix rests in every soul

And makes up part of every whole

Thinking big, Building high We are not afraid

to try We will explore our human minds

And try to make what we will find A human

makes up every soul And builds up all

of every whole Every creature has its role

Of making up the inner soul

I Walk Through Fire

by Carynne W.

I walk through fire,

It whispers to me.

This fire within me is burning deep,

With the strength of the flames,

I will walk through fire.

The world is my wood, the food for my fire

Fear is not gonna dampen my flames.

The shadows will not darken my shames,

I will walk through fire.

From the bottom of my feet

To the top of my head,

A journey through my spirit, bend to bend,

I will walk through fire.

I Love You

by Carl

Please forgive me. You don’t have to.

I love you, please understand.

It got me, like the Spanish sand.

Two Thousand Thirteen was a horrible year.

It went up and down the form of a pear.

There are people I hate and people I love.

But you stand out the most

Like the black roast.

Pills you ate them like candy.

The doctors said it’s good for you.

But you didn’t trust them

Just like there were almost custom.

They took you away

And the skies turned gray.

The doctors were wrong

They lost a game of pong…

I love you Mom.

Demons

by Sarah F.

Everyone tells,

The untrue tale,

Of the unkind creature,

Plotting beneath,

The feet of the kind.

The truth,

Hidden,

The demon,

Is everyone around us,

Smiling, laughing, “kind”.

No one tells,

The story of the day,

The day the demon was born,

The day man was.

The day man was born,

The day our reign began,

The demon is no creature,

No virus,

He’s man.

We were born.

And then our selfish hands,

Grasped the sky,

And pulled,

Leaving the once comforting blue blanket,

A dark and dreary grey.

And then our selfish hands,

Grasped other animal homes,

And puled,

Leaving them on their own,

To freeze, and die from the cold.

And then our selfish hands,

Had nothing to grasp then our own kind,

And we pulled,

And the planes flew,

And bombs dropped,

On cities.

Cities stolen from the dead,

Cities turning the sky grey.

Maybe they deserved destruction,

Maybe we do.

We will bring our own destruction,

If we ignore,

The demons hidden,

Within us all.

Violence

by Virginia

I creep and crawl into your scrawny brain

Making you and other people go insane

Chasing you and tormenting you

When you feel the anger and rage, that's your queue

Wandering throughout not just “the hood”

I can be sourer and meaner than any man should

I manipulate people into trying me out

How many? That high, I can’t even count.

I can move as whimsical as a snake

And as determined as a boxer ready for a retake

I have scared all in this room, right here right now

If not, you are going to feel the pain I create somehow

I will find you no matter who you are.

Glue

by Nick P.

Take this whitened glue

Mend by sore gray heart together

Take it between your

Ice-cold marble fingers; carefully

Take your desert eyes, arid and meek

Turn them into a darkling sky

Take your soaked cheeks dipped in regret

Plant two ruby roses

Roots stretched against your thoughts

Take my bitter life, like hardened bread

Sprinkle joy in between

Don’t run into the waving forest

Turn back to me; I need your diamond eyes

Take your darkened thoughts

Place warmth and color between

Take this whitened glue

We can mend our lives again

As your salt-filled tears stream your cheeks

Know, in your starry, violet eyes

We can love again

Time

Jacqulyn

Here I stand on this wall,

With nothing to do at all.

I watch people come and go,

They think they're so smart; but little do they know,

That time is a precious thing.

And here, its name I sing.

Too many people waste this thing called time,

While I just sit with no one to hear my chime.

You should spend more time doing things you love,

Because when push comes to shove,

Time is short, it's not something to be wasted.

I've seen too many people leave this life,

With hatred, fear, and strife.

I suggest you spend your time

Loving, and always be humble and kind.

Here I stand, ticking by,

On this wall up high.

Just watching time go by.

Phillip Shabazz