CDCS Poets

2009-12-16T11:22:00.001-08:00

Her Love
Her love is tender
Nothing can compare
To me she is all I want
My hopes and dreams
My wonders and beyond
Without her love
Life is incomplete
Like a flower needs water
When I look her in the eyes
Words can’t explain how I feel about her
We can travel the seas
An unforgettable drift
Holding your hand tight
Never wanting to let go of you
Then you’re gone?
Missing you is like addicted to a drug I cant take off my mind
But that,
That will never happen
Because your one of a kind
Joel E.

2009-12-16T11:12:00.000-08:00

Nothing to Lose
Nothing to lose
With a sword in my hand
Looking into the eyes of death
It’s coming right at me
Hidden by the fog
I have only one thing to live for
To fulfill my destiny
The beast is flying over my head
It comes jetting down at me
SLICE!
One arm down
The beast flies away
A river of blood following behind it
Now I have no sword
Only one dagger
But it’s too far to reach
I don’t have much time
It’s teeth bites into my flesh
I can feel it feeding on me
I reach once for the dagger
I miss ,
The second try, I grasp the dagger into my hand
Swing my arm and stab the slimy beast with the dagger
The beast drops dead This is the end of my suffering

2009-12-16T11:11:00.000-08:00

Disaster
The sun is rising
The ocean is alive
Unnoticed ships crossing our territory
Hidden creatures lurk the surface
Indescribable figures seen by our people
Limbs in the water
The sky is red
Slowly turning black as the moon grows
The waves crash over me
Birds try to escape from the fierce winds

Joel Espinal

2009-12-16T11:07:00.000-08:00

Disaster
The sun is rising
The ocean is alive
Unnoticed ships crossing our territory
Hidden creatures lurk the surface
Indescribable figures seen by our people
Limbs in the water
The sky is red
Slowly turning black as the moon grown
The waves crash over me
Birds try to escape from the giant fishes attacks

J.E.

2009-12-15T08:34:00.001-08:00

Clams

This beauty
is unrealistic.
It is painful to see
it being destroyed right in front of me.
There is a blue sky
which sings to me like a butterfly.
All the colors.
All the blues and grays
It’s a memorizing vision
and its here to stay.
The water so blue and the pearls all white
Has me thinking how
beautiful it must be in the night.
This is natures goal.
Humanity is a black hole
sucking in as much life as it can hold.
Were destroying it
and we don’t even know
that it is damaging around us.
From a little twig
to a hippo.
This must be stopped
and we need to save all the clams
before all we have to say is
“damn”

The one and only
David m.

2009-12-15T08:19:00.000-08:00

I have seen sunsets and sun rises
But neither can compare to the sight of your beauty.
I miss you,
as the sun misses the flower,
as the sun misses the flower in the winter.
The flowers beauty cannot arise
Without having a light to shine upon it.
I thrive on hope.
Hope that when you leave my sight
My heart will not be crushed by
the darkness of the night.
My heart is shattered.
The pieces of my heart so small
They shall be able to pass through a needle.
Without you I am a gray flower in the grayest of worlds.
I shall win your heart
With my fist and the flanks of my horse.
She is my love
My Venus.
Her love is nothing
but my drug.
It attracts me
as a bee is attracted to a flowers pollen.
I give so much passion
eternity cannot grasp it.
The closer you get to something
the harder it is to see it.
I must move on
but on to what?

First love poem,
David m.

2009-12-11T12:56:00.001-08:00

strange little creature

This strange little creature has
Light skin and two eyes in the front of its head.
It wears a violet bow its head and a shirt
with a baby Mickey mouse on it.
From experience I have learned that it has
the power to attract humans to it.
It can also control your mind!
It will make you do funny faces and weird noises
for hours, only for its entertainment.
It forces you to bathe it, feed it, and take it wherever you go
And to take care of it or else it will scream a scream
that can kill a thousand men.
Apparently it can also make a smell so horrible
that a human near it would pass out.
It steals all the attention that
someone else might be getting.
It does not let you sleep for days
and you have to make it go to sleep.
I have been told from my expert mom and dad
that they are the most innocent creatures in the world
but to me
it’s a mind controlling, human magnet
not “the most innocent creature in the world”.
It’s a strange creature that will never
I mean never!
Magnetize me or control my mind with its evil little powers.
David M.

2009-12-11T12:54:00.000-08:00

Student of the Sky

Day burns to night and the edges cut my soul.
I close my eyes and see sparks of suns.
I see in the night what the concealed daylight hides.
I am amazed by the blues, greens, and violets of the North Pole sky.
They both may lie but their light is always is true.

The stars are the providers of life.
The atmosphere protects us
preventing the harmful wave-whips of ultraviolet light
from slapping the earth.

Light is a shield that protects only one
and darkness is a blanket that covers all.

Sleep walks and talks.
Eyes stitched closed.
Smile.
Pearly white teeth.

I run in the darkness looking for a way
but neither moon nor sun has been able to brighten the path.
The sun is the father of our solar system.
He does not want his precious planets
to shy away from him.

The moon is the guardian of the earth.
Watching over us, lighting up the night.
They are both related, both a part of me.
I shall never completely understand why they chose us
and not some other green and blue planet.
I question life, and how important it is.

Time may slow down
or it can also pass you by.
The future is far
So we must live in the present.

We must appreciate the warmth
that the sun provides
and take advantage
of the shade the moon gives us.

You must pay attention for they speak only once.
Sit down and watch
as the golden horse rises
and the silver wolf wakes up and plays.
Day burns to night and the edges cut my soul.

2009-12-11T12:50:00.000-08:00

My Poem About Nothing

What is nothing?
Is it a black hole in outer space?
Or is it a brick wall in a white space?
Is nothing white?
No, white can be seen.
Can it be black?
No, you can feel black.
Can you feel it?
Can it be a person?
Nothing is a an emotion,
Or is it?
Nothing is a word used everyday.
But no one knows what it means.
Nothing is nothing
That means nothing.
Nobody knows nothing
And nothing knows nobody.
Nothing might not be anything
But every ones its something.

by,moscat, david

2009-11-18T09:19:00.000-08:00

Sacred Seasons of My Life

Sweet Summer.

Perfect plum purple.
Delicious apple red.
The orange, flaming ball of gas paints peaceful
absurd colors in the morning sky.

Long, fairytale days paste a sunny smile on my small face.

Flaming orange to retiring red
malevolent mosquitoes leave marks on my sun-tattooed skin.

The midnight blue bites into the shining white.

The partially eaten crescent floats in the endless sea of sterling stars.

Radiant red roses blossom in rich gardens
like romance in young hearts.

Ferocious Fall.

Sulking sad blue.
Anxious excited yellow.
Emotional colors follow the flirtatious sun over the horizon.

Royally rambunctious to silently shy.
Shallow happiness and serious sadness.
Like the leaves on the trees, my life changes with the places I go.

The crisp, autumn breeze whispers in my ears.

Leaves with shades of red crunch under my heavy feet,
like our hearts when we fall in love.

School.
Work.
Everything.
Life changes as these things begin.
Friends become enemies, as enemies become family.

Wistful Winter.

As the sun slowly says good-bye to the bright lights of the city,
Waxing Gibbous says hello to the drawn curtains of the afternoon.

I blow on the ghostly steam rising from my chocolate sweetness,
like the gusting winds of my equinox.

Fluffy stars fall from the sky, highlighted in the story-like silver lampposts.
Whirring in the winds, they attack midnight crusaders mercilessly.

Perfectly cold blankets of white snow blind my groggy eyes,
As bundled little feet step out of safety and into a forest of imagination.

Small warriors check into snow banks as
lifeless materials become colorful spirits.

Whispered wishes and wonderful wonders.

Sophisticated Spring.

Exactly 1hour before.
2 minutes after.
3 seconds between.
Early rising as we spring ahead.

Excitement courses through my veins
An hour ahead,
my perilous position in counterpoint with light.

Restless Rendezvous.

Grotesque flowers blossom.

Vibrant colors that revive their beauty.

Empty parks
gorge themselves
with renewed spirits of happy children.

And I ?

Ciara M.

2009-11-18T09:11:00.000-08:00

Sacred Seasons of My Life

Sweet Summer.

Perfect plum purple.
Delicious apple red.
The orange, flaming ball of gas paints peaceful
absurd colors in the morning sky.

Long, fairytale days paste a sunny smile on my small face.

Flaming orange to retiring red
malevolent mosquitoes leave marks on my sun-tattooed skin.

The midnight blue bites into the shining white.

The partially eaten crescent floats in the endless sea of sterling stars.

Radiant red roses blossom in rich gardens
like romance in young hearts.

Ferocious Fall.

Sulking sad blue.
Anxious excited yellow.
Emotional colors follow the flirtatious sun over the horizon.

Royally rambunctious to silently shy.
Shallow happiness and serious sadness.
Like the leaves on the trees, my life changes with the places I go.

The crisp, autumn breeze whispers in my ears.

Leaves with shades of red crunch under my heavy feet,
like our hearts when we fall in love.

School.
Work.
Everything.
Life changes as these things begin.
Friends become enemies, as enemies become family.

Wistful Winter.

As the sun slowly says good-bye to the bright lights of the city,
Waxing Gibbous says hello to the drawn curtains of the afternoon.

I blow on the ghostly steam rising from my chocolate sweetness,
like the gusting winds of my equinox.

Fluffy stars fall from the sky, highlighted in the story-like silver lampposts.
Whirring in the winds, they attack midnight crusaders mercilessly.

Perfectly cold blankets of white snow blind my groggy eyes,
As bundled little feet step out of safety and into a forest of imagination.

Small warriors check into snow banks as
lifeless materials become colorful spirits.

Whispered wishes and wonderful wonders.

Sophisticated Spring.

Exactly 1hour before.
2 minutes after.
3 seconds between.
Early rising as we spring ahead.

Excitement courses through my veins
An hour ahead,
my perilous position in counterpoint with light.

Restless Rendezvous.

Grotesque flowers blossom.

Vibrant colors that revive their beauty.

Empty parks
gorge themselves
with renewed spirits of happy children.

And I ?

By: Ciara

2009-11-16T11:15:00.000-08:00

Let Go
The past,
our beautiful friendship slips from your hands
like the sand from our fingers that warm summer day. Easy conversations wasted away,
While awkward words take their place.
We smiled, now we smirk.
We laughed, but now we chuckle.

At times I know you feel the same. I can see the confusion and loneliness, in your big brown eyes.
Don’t worry I am lost as well; still mesmerized by the person I thought you were.
Yet, finding my way back is hard to do,
without you by my side.

No more talks, and secrets. No more togetherness. Time has past,
you have moved on.
But I have not,
and never will,
Let go.

By: thalia M.

2009-11-16T11:07:00.000-08:00

I Wonder.

I wonder if you’ll ever leave or stay
I wonder if you’ll ever betray
I wonder if you’ll open my eyes
And be that great surprise
I wonder when I would see the true you
And you could open your world to me and show me and show me the truth
I wonder what it would be like with you
I wonder if I would ever be with you
I wonder if that smile would keep me up all night
I wonder if you’ll be the person that will make the day go bright
I wonder if my heart will drop because of your Ily
And I would have that temptation to love you.

I wonder…

Sincerely,
Cruz

2009-11-09T11:05:00.000-08:00

You’re my butterfly . . .
I had the audacity to tell you what you mean to me.my mind runs wild with images of you see your beauty was intoxicating.
you teased me called me babie just a pretty little thing, bragged about how you were the best.
I was willing to change my ways and break free.
you unscrewed me.
replaced my heart.
reassembled my pieces.
you left me un spoken.
you became my one and only butterfly.

Mercedes R.

2009-10-28T11:22:00.000-07:00

Manhunt

Dark, Pain.
Trees everywhere I look
I watch for Him.
Trees that tells tales of past misfortunes.
I run out from
under the trees.
I look around the field.
I feel the cold hard dirt under my feet.
Darkness, I am blind.

I slide…the slide last
forever.
I am falling
falling down the rabbit hole
that doesn’t stop.

The slide stops
and the rabbit hole
ends.

Sooner or later every one is found.
Game over.

Matthew H. 2009

2009-10-28T11:10:00.000-07:00

BattleField

I am shooting at my enemy.
My enemy is shooting back, killing other people.
There is a maze of people dying.
The enemy is trying to find me, to kill me.
Not going to let them kill me.
Firing, yelling, “Is he over here?”
Now it looks like a battlefield.
Boom! I got shot in the back.
Still walking.
Got me again.
Boom! Shot in the head.
I am calling out for help.
Gone forever.

Dalvis M

2009-10-19T11:18:00.000-07:00

Delirious Reality

Swoosh!!
The black and white colors blur together
like a bullet sailing,
like a Hawk diving through the air
like the fire tail of a shooting Star
of the game, furious with adrenaline
running through my veins.

Boom!!
The dark and angry sky flashes
blinding me with gray Clouds
that fill my eyes.

Swish! Thump! Swish! Thump!
Like a pendulum, my legs swing from the edge of my bed.
Swish! Thump! Swish! Thump!
Still in this delirium, my feet kick the wall…

Pop!!
The hypnotic sphere Breaks Through the wind,
leaving a trail of unfaithful eyes.

Swish!!
The black and white colors blur together
Alone, they defeat the net of lines.
Finally,
one by one, the unfaithful crowd and the net of lines disappear.

Swish! Thump! Swish! Thump!
Swoosh!!
Boom!!
Pop!!

I Won.

Alone.

Ciara M.

2009-10-19T11:03:00.001-07:00

Last Resort-Addiction

An earthquake runs through my dangerous hands as I bring the beautifully sharp paintbrush down on this dormant volcano.

Horizontal stroke.
Diagonal stroke.
Vertical stroke.

Like lava, thin streams of red flow
down the sides
onto the glossy wood floor.

AHHHHHHH…
A sigh of satisfaction escapes my swollen lips.

As the red leaves my body
an ecstatic sting
travels through my limbs
what a wonderful thrill.

My drug.
My addiction.
My mask.
My life.

Merciless, annoying voices scream in my face.
One.
Hideously heavy hands pounce pain onto my aching face.
Two.
Fake friends use whispered words to stab me in the back.
Three.

They drive my hand to my sharp paintbrush and the canvas of my skin.

Ecstasy.

Addicted, I welcome the delightful danger of senseless slicing.

Bang!!
Boom!!
Bam!!

As all the doors slam shut
I’m left in a lonely room
Embraced by darknessthe paintbrush shines, the only light of love.

Ciara M.

2009-10-19T11:03:00.000-07:00

"Teenage Lovers"

Laughter.
Walks and talks in the park.
Giggles during church services.
"Knowing the other person more than they know themselves."
Thinking: This road is an easy one.
... No!
Screwed?!
How could you know them more than they know themselves!?
Because you know what?
Turns out to him...
your just another freakin' decoy!

2009-10-19T09:10:00.001-07:00

I’m An Invisible

I am Invisible in a world for the visible,

I am frail in the world for the strong,

I am unfamiliar in the world for the known,

I am hushed in a world for the heard,

I am minute in the world for the immense,

I am unnoticed in a world for the noticed,

Yet, the invisible one can thrash over everyone,

The invisible can overcome the visible.

I, the invisible one in this world, am the visible.

- Karelyn U.

2009-10-19T09:10:00.000-07:00

This is the last day.

The last day for feelings,
The last day to feel what I always felt,
The last day to ever dream,
To ever dream that special dream,
Where the stars sparkled at night,
And me and my trusty container catching
fire flies on that hot foggy summer night
Were I was in complete darkness and no one there to help
The last day to live on the edge and dive for what I want
And to show to them that I am someone and not scared of anything
Not only to be me, but the GREAT ME!!
To be that special someone in the world with no eyes.
To live My world…

I can’t survive….

Jonathan C.

2009-10-19T08:51:00.001-07:00

The Season

I’m wondering how are we going to do,
like the Cavaliers when they had a perfect season,
or not
good amount of wins,
or not
make it to the finals like the year before
or not?
To do that, practice, like anything in life
play mature and play like professionals
all of us thinking of that one thing “championship”
I know I am but is the team ready?
I’m hungry to win like a lion that hasn’t eaten for weeks
while I wonder about the results of the first game
paying attention to the plays
so we don’t look sloppy
make the first game a easy ride for us
like riding on a straight roller coaster.
Things like that don’t happen often
just follow little footsteps like
making in baskets like Lebron James
getting rebounds like Dwight Howard
making great passes like Chris Paul
with all that the score board in our side goes point by point straight up.
Earning a championship like the Boston Celtics
to just earning things in life
we just need that extra push.
I have a lot on my shoulders
I got to run the team the “point guard”
I can’t be scared for that extra push
I need to show responsibility
If I do, do those things
I can make it!
With all that I have my team
just like family
Always there and ready to
Help you up when you fall
Or guide you through your struggle
Keep your head up and high
Show you can do it
Just like US.

Shamiel B.

2009-10-16T11:21:00.000-07:00

Suddenly

I am Neptune,
the musical planet.
I am the hat on your head
that knows everything you're thinking.
I am an eagle,
watching and protecting our world.
I am spaghetti and meatballs,
the romance food of Italy.
I am Wonder Woman,
saving our world from destruction.
I am like my father,
mentally and physically alike.
I am the weeping willow,
crying when I need to let things out.
I am suddenly

the person I need to be.

by Laura M.

2009-10-16T11:06:00.000-07:00

Ode to I Am the Messenger

Coffee is the solution to my morning ,
Nothing compares to the warmth on my tongue .
My gaze looks down .
The Newspaper reads “City in need”
In need of food, equipment, money, jobs, police?
So , I question and take a seat drinking the answer of morning .
Silence is the magic of the moment .
The door opened, not a creak ,
Nor sound to be audible .
Puzzling playing cards appear at my door .
The queen stands out the most with her heart torn apart ,
Beneath the mat and aside to the corner .
With intent I pause to close the door, though I cannot .
I catch my breath and choose to take a chance .
I lift the ragged rug ,take the card and grasping it between Mr. thumb and Mrs. index I close the door aware that the queen has fallen.
A miraculous card .
Curiosity killed the cat with one stare .
The stare was MINE .
I read the scripture written on it ,
Marcus Zusak
64Th avenue, NY 01001.
Am I the messenger?

by- Destini D.

2009-10-16T11:03:00.000-07:00

Snow!
White puffy cold cotton candy
Shoveling snow into the street
Rocking cars passing by with snowballs
Plows coming and going
Drinking hot coco with chocolate chip cookies
Watching the snowfall down
Sliding down hill falling off
Cold snow inside my pants
Doing snow bombs in the street
Shoveling more snow
Love snow

Dalvis M.

2009-10-16T08:53:00.000-07:00

What about #3 shamiel b

Clash!!
The rim goes while Lebron James finishes the
ALLEY OOP!
Swish!
The net is all you hear while Kobe Bryant shoots from
THREE!
That’s all you hear from the two “best”.
Who’s better?
Lebron or Kobe?
Lebron can dunk
Kobe can too
Kobe has a great jump shot
So does Lebron
The only thing Lebron has on Kobe is height.
So who’s better?
I know who’s better.
Dwayne Wade!
He has more potential than either one of them!
He can dunk he can shoot threes!
The thing that makes him different from either one of them is that he can do the offence and play defense when he’s done scoring baskets.
To be the best for me is the ability to do both.
Wade with the triple double again!
I rather have a triple double most of a time.
I think and say
Every one talks about #23 and #24
How bout #3?

2009-03-27T11:18:00.000-07:00

I Cannot Write A Poem

I cannot write a poem,
poems are too hard,
poems are too complicated.

I cannot write a poem,
about a beautiful day on a warm and sandy beach.
I cannot write a poem,
about how the jet-black raven silently stalks its prey.

I cannot write a poem,
poems are too long,
poems are too confusing.

I cannot write a poem,
about walking through woods on a snowy evening.
I cannot write a poem,
about fishing.
the entire thing is too boring.
I cannot write a poem,
about fishing.

Until,
I get a bite and start reeling it in.

by: P.H.

2009-03-27T11:14:00.001-07:00

The Perfect Person

What would the perfect person be like?
Short to run fast,
or tall to jump high?
Fat to be a food tester,
or skinny to fit through tight spaces?
I prefer fat and tall.
Would a smart person be perfect for school?
Or a dumb person for jokes?
A dumb person is definitely better.
What type of songs should he like?
Rap, Rock, Pop, Metal, R&B, or Hip Hop?
I think Rap and Rock.
Which artist would suit that perfect person since he likes Rap and Rock:
Lil Wayne or Kid Rock?
Lil Wayne would be a perfect choice.
Would the perfect person have a name that starts with J and last name S?
Or starts with Q and last name T?
A perfect person would have J.S. as initials, though.
Maybe that perfect person is Me.

by J.S.

2009-03-20T08:48:00.001-07:00

Beat

By J.D.

My heartbeat is off the charts,
doctors don’t know what’s wrong.
Feels like I’m in an everlasting marathon,
moving to the beat of that new song,
trying to beat my cocky competitors.

In the end, I feel I’ve been beat up,
bruises all over the place and aches so unimaginable.
My heartbeat isn’t beating,
more like pounding out of my body.

Don’t have a pound to know what’s wrong.
The pounding of feet on concrete, surely a race.
A race for time not in my grasp
and at last the time is gone, one last gasp.

My heart keeps pounding ‘till it starts beating
Beating. Beating… Beating
‘till the beating gets beat out of me
and at last the beat
is dead and gone.

2009-03-20T08:48:00.000-07:00

Whatever Comes To Mind-
(Thanks to Mr. Costello; for telling me to write ‘whatever comes to mind [: )

apple. pen. carmex. annoying. talk? STOP!
Maybe this should be a game.

paper. pencil. glasses. words, no? MORE!
Maybe this should have it’s own patent.

whole. dirt. grass. house. window. deer. rich? YOU!
Maybe I’m just a fool, bored at school.

no. i’m. not. yes. you? are!
Maybe I can’t be bored, this is fun!

entertain. friends. aim. type. now? YES!
Maybe school is cool … very cool.

hot. sun. summer. chlorine. nappy? HAIR!
Maybe this is a great way to kill boredom.

pen? again. lines. shapes. school. cool.
Maybe this can actually be a poem.

word. ponytail. dumb. slow. ears.
Maybe a poem that’ll make it far—Like published & Everything.

lens. are. pen. again. again. clumsy.
Maybe be published w\ other great poems.
& Maybe this poem wasn’t just a waste of time,
Just whatever came into my marvelous mind :)

BY: Jasminaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

2008-09-21T11:37:00.000-07:00

Another Advil

F*** with your mindstate, your state of mind,
tell someone you love them, but don't waste your time.
Fight for what love and live for true pain,
found in a lead pool, blood thicker than water, just let it rain.
Empty... a clock with no tic, a world with no time,
paint a picture with words cause those eyes are still blind.
Living in total war and little peace,
manufacture more guns and love at the very least.
My pain, your love, your guilt, my curse,
progressing backwards taking every step in reverse.
Opression my mind concieves,
talk about love, respond with disbelief.
Trade love for pain, hand me some gunpowder and I'll give my rose,
stand for a cause, in order to stand I need my toes.
A heartless mind, a mindless heart,
record my life, but stay off the chart.
On leveled ground, nope... my roots dug beneath,
live like me, still in pain, another advil, but no relief.
Add fuel to the fire, cross blades with grief,
digest your food mechanically without your teeth.
A gun without a bullet, a master with no maid,
believe a woman gave birth, but didn't get laid.
I took an advil and pursued a world I could not gain,
my world's confused, I hide my love, so feel my pain.

2008-07-15T19:12:00.000-07:00

But Why Should he?

Engrave my words in your heart and place them on your tombstone
love arose in the morning like the marrow in my bone.
Thick is my blood, dark is the night, that morning never came
study me like a playbook because you know we playing the same game.
Hate arises when I awake
take a step you must not take.
Call yourself truth but a secert still lies
one angry heart grows and that new life still dies.
Correct my ways but mistaken are yours
that those eyes do watch behind those closed doors.
Flowers bring joy to mothers but death brings guilt to me
I've replaced the unknown, he that has no memory.
Cast the 1st stone that your heart is still dry
hold back in silence but behold that new life still crys.
yes I am angry but what love has loved me?
put on some clothes but what clothes has clothed me?
Who have you loved that hasn't loved thee?
I would die for your love but why should he?

2008-07-09T13:38:00.001-07:00

My life Instead

Disaster struck and it hit me once more
a gun clocks a bullet but what does my heart endore?
Brickstone anger, I'm built for tough
simle at me, but frown on your backside, your love ain't enough.
Why hasn't love found me, my bloodshed lost
another angry pulse F*** love at all cost!
Why simle... love has no face
ashamed of what, call it a burden you didn't want me in the 1st place.
I can only tell you i mean you no harm
that everyday I carry him and embrace him in my arms.
don't ask me to love, love ain't real
need no comfort its my betreated blood that gives me the power to heal.
So i ask you, what is your love just test your love?
cold blooded murder in the eyes of the above.
God forgive us for our deadly sins...
but me, hate me, I give my blood for he who dares to love him.
My heart skips a beat but only for the dead
because he's innocent and that life that lays should of been mine instead!

2008-04-29T11:17:00.000-07:00

Self-Portrait

In your eyes,

I’m a princess,

young and beautiful,

born and raised in a city of monstrous mills,

which were alive, and

admirably standing

overlooking the rivers,

holding down the history

of a vibrant city.

Once hardworking and as efficient as
A black hawk.
Now dead and barren
but they are not forgotten.

I came from a palm tree,
planted in beautiful Quisequeya.
Where the sky is always a light shade of royal blue,
filled with juicy mangos and
and the trees are bearing their children of
green plátanos and ripe aquacates.

I’m a campesina
in the campo.
Picking certain cherries,
bold and big,
the ones that hold the key
to the chamber,
locked and put away.

I am a star,

millions of m i l e s away,

that struggles,

but manages not to be outshone.

Trying so hard to illuminate

the sky.

Hidden in my world
deciphering right
from wrong,
the one that only
I
understand.

By: Audris T

2008-04-08T09:06:00.000-07:00

That Kid

The born baby
Proud parents
Grandparents sad behind the glass
Parents too young

Growling, a grudge growing
We say it’s right
Who cares if we fight
This is the moment

So let us glow
Because this new born baby
Right here
Is ours

He could tear the family
See if we care
You raised me
Now let me raise him

And with tears on the floor
Still questioning
But what about,
The grandparents

By: Fabe

2008-04-08T09:00:00.000-07:00

Ode to Pencils

The gray on the blank platform
The noises of tap dancing shoes
Footwork
Sweat, dripping like dew of a leaf
A seed to a blossom
the yellow of a lemon
A field of sunflowers
Receiving energy straight from the source
The pencil created it
As you let your juices flow
You create something spectacular
From a simple hand
Comes, conjured a person
Caught in
the intense yet serene,
wind with weary weeping
Sorrow and pain
In people’s faces
A pencil can demonstrate
Perseverance
Immortality
Emotion
Losing a toy,
a friend
she was the best since the 7th grade,
sharing secrets that no one knew
whispering and laughing quietly
so that that the teacher wouldn’t catch us
growing up together turned out to be like
An ice-cream cone
At first your mouth is full of saliva
The perfect Vanilla ice-cream cone
Covered with Rainbow sprinkles,
Sl-ow-ly Melting
from the extreme temperature
By: Rosaly P.

2008-04-02T09:30:00.000-07:00

Slow-Mo

Kids playing tag on the street

Blocking cars, I can hear screams for miles

Heavy heart hopping

A man in leather gloves and a hat comes ready to blast bullets

Slow down

Beat drums

Gotta gun

Gotta run

Take a sec to see it slow

Slow down

See the display

Scared with sweat

Screech help

Slow down

Go down

He's down

Go home

Slow-Mo

By: Fabe

2008-03-28T09:11:00.000-07:00

I fly
Damn I wish I died
Can’t breathe
To my beat
Can’t speak
My rhymes
I fight can't start
Crying
I'm a man
I am what they
Want me to be
I hate riding in the same
Tracks
Can't get off till
The end of the ride
My ups
And
My downs
Stabs me in the back
Or kisses me on the front
When I get off
I'm running my
Own ride

by M0ti0n

2008-03-25T21:26:00.000-07:00

I Have Sinned

Today I have spoken too many words and yesterday I said too little
bite the hand that fed you or kill he who stands in the middle.
I planted a garden with dead flowers because of my grave dug beneath
why love somebody, who one day will bury you six deep.
I have shed my own blood from the past that i've reaped.
I say "i hate who I once loved and love who i still hate."
my world will come too an end, but I will control the date.
Father know what to do with me for I have sinned today
give me my cross for this is my price to pay.
I give reason, I pierced the heart that pumps my blood, my blood that runs blue
I have brung shame to my name and ripped the flesh that I am "De La Cruz."
By testimony I still say that this man I do love, with my mother he set away
to breathe a new breath, to make the man I am today.
So i must go and cannot stay
a burdened individual, this is my price to pay
I stay strong in the guilt of my sin
That death seeks today!

2008-03-25T09:13:00.000-07:00

Picturesque

Eyes blocked with huge sunglasses
The heat radiates off my skin
The tranquil sound of the waves
Stomach exposure
Like a model
Leg exposure
Like an actress
Brown bikini
Like a singer
Hair perfectly placed
With no strands left behind
I’m living this moment
Taking in as much pigment as my body can hold
Then the main source drifts away
In two seconds the whole place
Is drowned
I recede into the billows
Where my fantasy will resume

By: Rosaly P.

2008-03-24T11:22:00.000-07:00

Mess up

Hate when they’re gone

I’ve got three custom-made
BMWs,
Diamonds
Gripping my neck,
A mansion with a hundred and sixty
Acres

But it’s nothing when they’re gone

I’ve gone to Las Vegas,
And won thousands playing poker,
To L.A.,
Drag-raced down Sunset Boulevard,
To Jamaica,
Partied on the beach
In front of my resort

But it’s nothing when they’re not around

Which one do you wish you had?
Fame, power, wealth,
Or the girl?
Should you mess up
Or go find the real world?

by X

2008-03-24T08:55:00.000-07:00

Shores of Peace

A blanket of water
that I look at intently as it lies on the sand
I see the peaceful receding waves
ascend through the great blue
but as I continue to staring
the last thing I think about is
calm

I hear the brutal roars from the seas
as they cry out for help
each day I witness them
getting polluted
as mother nature’s plane
takes flight
and brings in filth
from across the world

Boots crawling to the shore
baby whales washed up on the beach
Budweiser bottles gasping for air
sea turtles whose necks are caught by plastic rings
license plates scattering
a school of fish fleeing as a shark stalks them

But to people
it’s a picturesque scene
at first
an attraction
a roller coaster
a museum exhibit
seeing the fish swimming freely
but as they continue to stare
the last thing they think about is
calm

By Gerard C

2008-03-18T11:21:00.000-07:00

Views

It is early morning,
The sun is just rising,
½ circle brightly standing
Behind the shadows of the skyscrapers
In the sky.

Beep! Beep!
Get out of my way! he yells .
His blue Yankees hat almost falling out the window.
He turns at 60 mph
The back wobbles like a school of jellyfish
Being attacked by sharks
With blood dripping from her jaws.

I guess I’ll catch the next one
But you can never catch a taxi here.
Everyone hates paying for the gas
Tons of people walk,
And others talk,
I’m here alone.
Taking everything in.

It’s late at night
The sun just set
The moon is out,
Behind the shadow of the skyscrapers
In the sky.

By: Audris T.

2008-03-18T08:54:00.000-07:00

Untainted

I looked at him.
When we were standing in the white room quietly.
He also started to look at me.
His wide glaring eyes
were red hell mocking me.
I mocked him back with my sharp eyes of tundra ice.
We stand there in the white room that was smooth and soft.
He comes closer and takes out a needle.
Nowhere to run from him.
White room is empty, I'm not crazy anymore.

by: Abdiel R.

2008-03-12T09:14:00.000-07:00

Night and Morning

The light created the dark.
I fear it.
Nothing can get me, but my imagination.
Why am I afraid?
It is just the shadow of a reflection
There’s no reason to fear the dark
The light creates it
I walk under the moon glow
Half-light, Half-dark
On the dark side I see shadows and destruction
On the light theirs is a picturesque kingdom with angels
I fight to get free
In the end I will be relentless until the time comes
One shall conquer my body
I pray for it to be all over
And for this fight to end to end my pain and sorrows.

By: Fidel L.

2008-03-12T08:55:00.001-07:00

The Magic Touch

The strings humming in my ear

I dribble the ball side to side

Off the Heee-z with a flick of a wrist

The stacatto note nailed with a flick of a wrist

The team moves up

The bows slide up

Wrist stays smooth

The crowd goes off!

by Fabian R.

2007-06-15T10:59:00.001-07:00

Don't Judge Me by My Cover

i sit here alone

on this dusty bookshelf.

no one will open me

pick me up

or barely even

glance at me.

am i ugly?

am i not appealing

to the eye?

yes it's true.

i am ugly.

but what i hold inside

is something of magic.

a euphony opf words.

one day

i will get picked up and opened

and i know i will never get put back.

2007-06-15T10:55:00.000-07:00

Haiku

nature's pattern

tree's crust moss bark

granny's wrinkles

2007-06-15T10:48:00.000-07:00

Ashy Skin

The sun

leading to drought

cracked

flaky white

crocodile

straight from

its swap

dry and rough

crusty peel

particles of

dead skin cells

lead to dust-

bunny of gray

dull ashy skin

2007-06-06T09:33:00.000-07:00

I wear a mask of lies

and talk with a tongue of pure silver.

I will gaze at you with pearls as eyes

and am outfitted with rubies and saphires.

I live in a house of gold

with a door of diamonds.

But under all my fanatasies

and fictional dreams is just a

plain man with a plain house.

With nothing to do but wait

for my dreams to become reality.

2007-06-06T09:25:00.001-07:00

Justin’s Collection of Haikus

In the spring
Sleeping trees awake
To new colors

Storm at sea
But life is peaceful
Below the waves

Turtle walks
Carefully planning
His next step

Wandering traveler
Ambles through a wood
Of which he is unfamiliar

Old, wise stump
Sits in a forest of
Young, nimble trees

Gentle spring
Flowing over bumps
In its path

After flames
Saplings are found
Below the ashes

Polluted water
Is given a chance by
A cleansing stream

Dying tree
Is given new hope
By a sudden rain

Comforting breeze
Passes over many places
But always moves on

2007-06-06T09:25:00.000-07:00

From the sky

fell a rose with 24 petals

and in the middle

i was conquering hearts

2007-06-01T09:20:00.000-07:00

Why Do We Continue

Why do we continue repeating history over and over,
why do we continue digging graves lower and lower.
We all cry for peace but be careful what you wish for,
because it will be hate that will arrive at your door.
It will come to a time where hate is love and love is hate,
care for what you do now before it's too late.
They cry to change the world but neglect to change their own,
peace will not come to us I can feel it in my bones.
Why do we continue to pretend that we care,
take burdens upon themselves, the ones they cannot bear.

2007-05-31T08:10:00.000-07:00

Why Question Me?

Why question me, I love being in my misery.
Why try to solve me, I'm not a puzzle, but life is a mystery.
Love cannot dominate what hate cannot control.
How would you discover a tomb if you haven't discovered what's below?
If something has sprouted then something must be taken away.
And if we're living now then what is our price to pay?
If numbers can solve puzzles and words can solve riddles,
then love can control if hate was belittled.
If it rained in the land but it didn't bear fruit, then which one went bad?
You say you're not crazy but your heart has gone mad.
Why question me, why should I love what hasn't loved me.
Why question me, yes you're a saint, but the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

2007-05-30T10:38:00.000-07:00

My Body

Anger is the support in my body, the structure of my bone,
the one that accompanies me when I am alone.
The one that drags me through my day,
it leaves me in anguish, makes my love drift away.
Revenge is the blood that flows through my veins,
try to forget everything, but the hate still remains.
I seek no mercy, hate is the power that takesover,
I will find your weakness as I dig down lower and lower.
Find me guilty for you're the one that I hate,
be strong that if I fall 7 times then I will get up 8.
Pain is my flesh the one that protects me,
that I won't let you pierce me nor destroy me.
That love does not exist if there was no pain,
beware that if there was a flood then I am your rain.

2007-05-17T11:14:00.000-07:00

Love once lost

It was mother's day

but I had no mother.

It was father's day

but I had no father.

It was christmas

but I had no santa.

I had a thought

but I had no brain.

I had a heart

but I had no life.

My mother was pregnant

but I had no brother.

I was in love

but then I was in pain.

I used to have a dream,

but its been taken away.

show me no love I have no guilt,

I'm out for revenge.

I used to have a life,

but its been taken away.

let the words be forgotten "forgive and forget"

man with no mercy

my life is a threat!

2007-05-04T10:48:00.000-07:00

Bouncing Wind

Bounce with the wind

for it will push you

with its wondrous beats

going up and down

as waves coming in

stopping occasionally

then going back up

the wind blowing

sticks on drums

and going through

the tunnels giving

off a beautiful sound

speeding up

and slowing down

Chris H.

2007-05-02T09:28:00.000-07:00

Life

Life is hell when it comes with fear,
life is pain when love is not near.
Life is not just bad so be ready to listen,
life is failure like my consin winston.
Life isn't simple so be carefull of what you do,
life is your enemy standing all around you.
Life of consequences is all that I get,
life of guilt won't stop til I get my life set.
Life is a nightmare, the fear of no success,
life is not all bad but it's not the best.
Simple as this life is fear,
you can't just empty it out like a bottle of beer.
Life is the fear of losing a friend,
life is life, life is death,
life in the moring will perish at the end.

2007-04-13T12:34:00.000-07:00

A Best Friend Is

A best friend is:

Water that you need
When you’re dying of thirst
Because you’ve just ran 7 miles.

Is a campfire that keeps you warm
When you’re freezing
Because its 10 degrees below zero outside.

Is a protein bar that gives you energy
In the middle of a game
When you felt you were just about to pass out.

Is sweet candy that keeps you up
When you were just about to fall asleep
But it made you hyper again.

Is a hand from the other team
That gets you up when you’re down
Because they made you fall by accident.

Is a treasure of gold that you never want to lose
Because its so valuable
And so hard to find.

Is a map that guides you
When you’re lost
Because you don’t know what to do.

Is a caring mother, which is irreplaceable
Because no matter what
That person will always love you.

By:Francheska P.

2007-04-13T09:52:00.000-07:00

HOLIDAYS

WHEN I HAD NEW YEAR`S
WITH MY FAMILY
I THOUGHT ABOUT
OUR FIRST NEW YEAR`S
HOW YOU TOLD EVERYBODY ``THIS IS MY LIL PRINCESS``
VERY HAPPY TO BE
WITH ME

VALENTINES
I REMEMBER
HOW I USED SIT IN
MY ROOM WISHING
THAT I ALSO HAD
A SPECIAL SOMEONE

VALENTINE'S DAY CAME
MY FIRST VALENTINE EVER
I WAS SO EXCITED TO HAVE YOU

EASTER DAY
I GOT A GIFT
FROM MY MOTHER IT WAS NOTHING
JUST A SMALL BUNNY

WHEN EASTER DAY
CAME FOR US ``WOW``
DID YOU GET ME
A BIG BUNNY
SOFT AS THE INSIDE OF A PILLOW
I WAS SO SURPRISED
WHEN I SAW IT

JULY 4TH
I ALWAYS WENT WITH MY MOTHER
TO THE BEACH
SIT DOWN IN THE SAND
LOOK UP AT
THE FIREWORKS

BUT WHEN IT CAME FOR US
IT WAS MAGICAL
YOU AND ME
WE WENT TO THE BEACH
SAW IT OUR SELVES
THE FIREWORKS
IT WAS BRIGHT,
COLORFUL AND VERY LOUD
WE ENJOYED THAT DAY

BY:MICHELLE AKA MIMI

2007-04-13T09:41:00.000-07:00

CAR LOVE

I SEE YOUR BEAUTY FROM A DISTANCE
I JUST LOOK AND ADMIRE
UR BEAUTIFUL SHAPE
OOH WOULD I LIKE TO GO FOR A RIDE
BUT YOU ARE NOT MINE
YOUR OWNER HAS THE KEY
THAT WOULD GO INTO YOUR IGNITION
I BET IF I TRY MY KEY
IT WOULD TURN ON AND RIDE
SO LET ME GIVE IT A TRY

2007-04-13T09:14:00.000-07:00

Oh Me, Oh My, a Piece of Pie!

Oh me, oh my, a piece of pie!

Sitting on top of it is a fly,

With a hungry look in his eye.

I said to the fly, "Whats with that look?

Why not land over there on that book?"

Then the fly turned to me and said,

"If I didn't eat this, I would be dead!

Oh me, oh my, I don't want to die!

I cannot die, I live to fly!

I will not land on that book,

I is not something I can cook!

A book is not something I can eat,

So why offer it to me as a treat?

I will now eat this pie,

It's not yours, it is all m--"

SPLAT!

"Now without that bothersome fly,

I can now eat my pie!"

2007-04-13T08:41:00.000-07:00

HE'S THE ONLY GUY

My life is different when you're aroun'
All of a sudden my frown
Yup! it turns upside down
Our love for each other is shown
It's obvious in our tone
Especially when we're talkin' on the phone
it's like a whole new worl'
I know I'm your only girl
And my stomach begins to whirl
It is soon filled with butterflies
Don't ask me how or why
But I know he's the only guy

By: Briana aka Bri

2007-04-12T08:55:00.000-07:00

Out
I’m out of school
Now nobody knows me
It’s a hot summer day
I’m out wit some of my friends
Sipin on some lemonade
Then some boys showed up

The sun was in my way so I didn’t look up
I recognized I knew them from one of my old schools
They don’t know me like they used to
The day was almost over
One of them boys asked me out, asked me to go to his house
I didn’t go, I know what he wants
I stood him up

I ain’t going to take that risk
He don’t even know me like that
And now he wants to …
Hecks no
I gotta rep to protect

By: Darlyn E.

2007-04-12T08:49:00.000-07:00

Can You Hear Me Now

Having ears is a blessing
God gave us ears to listen
But…
Having ears has its drawbacks
Listening to your teachers
Talk, and
Talk, and
Talk
Listening to your annoying
Best friend at school
Talk, and
Talk, and
Talk
And it never stops
Then coming home
And listening to your parents
Talk, and
Talk, and
Talk,
At the end of the day
Your head is about to burst
You can’t take it anymore
You don’t want to listen anymore
So you stop

By: Darlyn E.

2007-04-11T11:01:00.000-07:00

Ode to the Book

A store

filled to the brim

with books

a plenty

any time.

They are

there,

waiting

for us to

come so they

can reveal to

us the secrets

of another world

unknown.

You can

become the

main character

and save

the world,

become the villain

and

destroy it.

2007-04-10T09:47:00.000-07:00

DREAM

WHY DO I DREAM
THAT WE'RE MARRIED,
THAT WE HAVE OUR OWN BIG HOUSE
IN FLORIDA FRONT OF A BEACH OR LAKE
WITH A HUGE BACKYARD
A BASKETBALL COURT AND A LIL PLAYGROUND
FOR THE TODDLERS
AND RACE CARS FOR THE PRETEENS

GRANDPARENTS, PARENTS AND CUZINS
COMING TO VISIT
COOKING UP A STORM IN THE KITCHEN
SPANISH RICE,
BEANS,
PORKCHOPS,
STRAWBERRY CHEESECAKE
AND CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES.

UPSTAIRS IN THE BEDROOM,
GRANDPARENTS TAKING NAPS,
CUZIN SHELY AND HECTOR JR
USING THE COMPUTER FOR MYSPACE
YELLING TO EACH OTHER ''NO IT'S MY TURN TO CHECK''
NATALY TAKING PICTURES AROUND THE HOUSE
TO SHOW ALL HER FRIENDS
WHAT A WONDERFUL HOUSE WE HAVE

ENJOYING LIFE WITH U AND MY FAMILY
IS THE BEST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN TO ME

BY:MICHELLE AKA MIMI

2007-04-09T11:15:00.000-07:00

Chap Stick

stick

Vaseline inside

short

natural

cylinder

long rectangle

two small circles

vanilla ice cream

creamy like milk

soft like a feather

a lip stick and eyeshadow

are one

a lipstick and eyeshadow and a chap stick

are one

it stands there like a statue

waiting for me to use it

when i put it on

it smooths my lips

2007-04-09T09:02:00.000-07:00

Ode to Seed

The seed
is the start of
a new life.
It grows
to become
an offspring
and at one point
loses its life.
But while it exists
it goes through
many changes
and phases
and brings
joy to the
life of its
parents
because it was
the product of their love.

By:Francheska P.

2007-04-05T09:23:00.001-07:00

Customer Service

Sir I’m sorry to inform you that I am not able to help you
Well
Not really
I don’t care too much
I’ll still get paid $7 an hour
Whether I help you or not
No one will really care if I don’t help you
No one will say
Why didn’t you help Mr. What’s-his-face?
It doesn’t really matter if I help you
I won’t get paid a cent less

Well maybe I would
I might get fired
Then I won’t have a job
Or money
Or a house
Or food
Or clothes
Or anything
Sir I am very sorry how may I help you
By Samantha M.

2007-04-05T09:21:00.000-07:00

SUN

IT’S BIG
ITS VERY BRIGHT
THE WHOLE WORLD CAN SEE IT
YELLOW, ORANGE
FAR AWAY
OUT OF SPACE

DOES IT DISAPPEAR WHEN IT’S MAD AT US?
IT GIVES US LIGHT WHEN IT’S HAPPY
IT CONTROLS US
WE PRAY EVERYDAY TO YOU
WILL, YOU ANSWER OUR PRAYERS
WE WILL DO ANYTHING YOU SAY
YOU ARE OUR WORLD

IT`S A BRIGHT LIL PRINCESS WAITING FOR HER PRINCE AT THE BALL
YOU ARE DANCING
YOU ARE LAUGHING
YOU WILL SHINE ON IT

YOU CAN SPEND IT LIKE GOLD
IT’S THAT SPECIAL TO YOU
YOU WILL NEVER WANT TO WASTE IT
OR GO AWAY

BY: MICHELLE AKA MIMI

2007-04-05T09:01:00.000-07:00

Knock Out

Leave that poor woman alone
She’s going to end under a stone
that says rest in peace
you got her like she’s a dog on a leash.

What you gonna lose?
You choose
Leave her with another bruise?
Put yourself in her shoes.

So stop acting like you the boss
cuz she’s gonna be your great loss.

She does every chore
But still ends up on the floor?
And you’d rather be with that whore?

She can’t even talk
And if she does
there goes another knock.

What you’re doing is a crime
But one day
you’ll do the time!

By: Francheska P.

2007-04-05T08:55:00.000-07:00

Branches Lean
Hugging each other
Never let go
By Samantha M.

2007-04-05T08:52:00.000-07:00

The Sun

Hot, shiny
Small when you see it
Hard to see
It blinds you

A circle
Can you find the circumference?
What about the radius?
Diameter?

A cake
Hot in the inside when it comes out of a oven
Cool frosting
Wanting for seconds

It's also a star
Shining down on you
The moon is following your last steps
Thinking it’s following you

Hot
Ice cream melting on your hands
Trying to lick all of it
Want some?

BY: YANELL A

2007-04-04T11:14:00.000-07:00

Time

an unforgettable journey
that I'm
watching others lie in a gurney
They die
this is where I begin learning
I just got to run away my soul is burning

Don't run
my instincts say don't go away
leave the gun
It's just another excuse not to stay
have fun
live life but don't be afraid
I've decided this is my time no hiding in the shade

2007-04-04T11:13:00.000-07:00

The Leaf

On the dirt

hidden between its fraternal twins

golden spotted leaf

2007-04-04T11:07:00.000-07:00

Pigeon Feather

On the ground

it hides between the leaves-

pigeon feather

2007-04-04T11:06:00.000-07:00

5 Ways to Look at a Toothbrush

In an aisle of toiletries

the thing that stands out

is a toothbrush.

A toothbrush in a sea of toothpaste

but it could only use one

at the other side.

A toothbrush is special-

it knows its job

We must find ours

in life.

He went on a long trip

When he opened his luggage

he found that he had forgot

his toothbrush.

The toothpaste is open-

the brush is ready to do its job.

2007-04-02T12:15:00.000-07:00

Time

You always hear people say,

"Do you have the time?"

But nobody really has the time-

time has us.

It takes us and bends us

to its will.

It ages us, makes us move on,

never to stay in a solitary position.

No matter how hard we try,

we can never control it, hold it,

make it do what we want.

Our time is limited,

so make the best of it.

2007-04-02T12:08:00.000-07:00

Leaves

crush under foot

move with the wind

tis a small leaf

Chris H.

2007-04-02T10:33:00.000-07:00

I am

I am who I want to be
I am whoever you see
I am me
I am she

I could be the one that falls
Or the one who has it all

I may be smart but I’m still dumb
I may be short but I’m still tall

I might not be who you want me to be
But I’m still me
By Samantha M.

2007-03-30T11:08:00.000-07:00

Fallen tree

lays in the branches

of another.

2007-03-30T11:03:00.000-07:00

Ode to Red Candle

In silent darkness,
I walked,
then it screamed,
suddenly,
and brightly,
on the invisible desk.

So small,
but so bold,
it takes,
my deep fears,
away-
into the night.

2007-03-30T10:58:00.000-07:00

Ode to a Brown Leaf

brown

dark brown

rustling in the wind

like a tumbleweed

for the forests

everybody stepping on you

for you are a soldier

just escaping death

charging with the wind

or playing dead until

you are picked up again

waiting for the right moment

then launching yourself

out of a tree

like a sky-diver,

but for war with no parachute

and then you stop moving

because you were shot

and having to be amputated

for your spine was destroyed

and you are paralyzed

never going to move again

and to be pushed around

for a while

after you die

Chris H.

2007-03-23T11:18:00.000-07:00

Life Before Death

Sunshine in a blizzrd,
all we are is sunshine in a blizzard.
What will it take for us to be more
something I'm not sure.
Sunshine in a blizzard,
nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky.
So far away, no time to say goodbye.
Sunshine in a blizzard,
flowing with the flow of time,
I'm so scared even though I'm
Sunshine in a blizzard

2007-03-22T11:17:00.000-07:00

War is Hell

Marther Luther King said "I have a dream"
and in Lincoln's hands laid slaves holding their fate.
Through the war was broken a blinding wall.
The light came through and their hearts were no longer dark
and who's was the fault to blame?

I ask you, what is guilt if there was no blame?
For what is a student without a dream?
For where would we stop before the world grows dark?
For the burden of the children will lead us to our fate.
And I woke up in the 4th vigil and stood above the wall.

For boundaries do not stop me, neither will that wall.
And even Thomas Paine cried that we were not to blame.
My mother is love and freedom is my fate.
Will I be crushed by others or shall I continue to dream?
Samson was a hero yet his heart was still dark.

George Washington was a general and a man without a dream.
And when there was no hope, came Grant and gave us our fate.
And he spoke "when the enemy attacks build me a stone wall."
War came and came again just like light to dark.
Let it be said again "all war is hell" when there is no one to blame!

by Elmo

2007-03-22T11:16:00.000-07:00

Headache

This, this monstrosity

that is in my head

smashing all the rooms

in it breaking glass

and destroying the walls

attacking me from the inside

There are animals throwing

a wild party and hurting

me through my head

not leaving until

i go to sleep

when i wake up

It is still there throwing

the biggest house party

of the year until

i finally say enough

and send in the police

to break it up

then the are finally

Gone

Chris H

2007-03-22T11:11:00.000-07:00

Mirror Image

Who are you?
Look in the mirror
and tell me if what you see,
is really you.

Do you see yourself,
or someone else
that took the place,
of who you used to be?

That's not the reflection,
that was there before.
So figure out who you are,
not who you pretend to be.

2007-03-21T11:23:00.000-07:00

The Sacrament of my Mind

My thoughts hit my mind
like rocks on a cobble stone street while I sit and think.
I ponder or admire the power I could have.
My creativity fuels my lust for fame. My word can change a heart.
Turn a demon into an angel and an angel into a demon.
I am at a perfect balance. Although I may shift to one side now and again this power that kindles inside
can persuade me and with this power I will speak.
From the Valley of Death to Kingdom Come I will be heard.
I will climb the tallest mountain.
I will stand where the blood stains the igneous and where the battered skulls camouflage with the immaculate snow.
There is where I will shout. So that every word I speak
has a touch of heaven and hell that rains out.
But until that day I will sit here pondering or admiring the power I will have.

by este r.

2007-03-21T11:19:00.000-07:00

Obsession

whats this obsession with bodies

I don't get it

girls want these perfect model bodies,

but why cant they celebrate and love their own

I know this because I am one of those girls

with that fantasy

why cant we just focus on school,

our families and our interests

so tell me why because I cant seem

to find the answer in myself

By: Natalia Peña

2007-03-21T11:16:00.000-07:00

STATUE

I am a gold statue
standing still
waiting for someone to win
not caring who except
when a person wins me
and puts me with many
other statues saying
i am just
another

I am not important to others
because i am not solid gold
just copper with gold paint
the only that will appreciate me
is the one who wins
for the first time and he saying
that he is a winner

I build up his esteem
and that is what is
important. I have
to stand still and
am only won, put in a
dark room unless
he has a celebration
and i feel good
about myself

Chris H.

2007-03-21T09:38:00.000-07:00

Life: Modeled

Life is a molding clay
you shape it any way you like
It is something that is so unique
it is what can only come once.
You can do whatever you want
you could make something wonderful.
Then the pot is made
and admired by all who see it.
It's like the priceless porcelain
everyone wants but cannot have.
Then it will eventually break or be replaced
But in the end you can't fix it.

by Ricky G.

2007-03-21T09:35:00.001-07:00

I am me...

I am curious George

I am the brightest light in the world

I am a prodigy

I am a sweet pie

I am a world of mystery

I am a tunnel of excitement

I am a pencil waiting to write

No I'm not

I'm just me

2007-03-21T09:32:00.000-07:00

I am,
an unpredictable experiment,
not easy to handle.
A handful of lemon,
or a stubborn rock.
A bull that acts when it wants to,
not easy to train.
A eagle that doesn't feed off crumbs,
but confiscates its food from its prey.
I'm a predator without its prey,
because I desire the impossible.
I'm a steel door that won't open.
A double-edged sword that penetrates hearts.
I am a storm in the mist of peace,
and a wave in a still stream.
I am what I am

2007-03-20T14:23:00.000-07:00

Ripped Drop

i was a puddle
waiting to be evaporated
but i got stepped in and splashed
i rippled and broke
and some of my raindrops ripped off me
i hoped to reunite with them in a cloud
but it started to rain again
and my raindrops came back to me.

2007-03-19T14:26:00.000-07:00

I Got to Go

i slipped on my shirt

over my back

it gripped my torso

i put on my jeans

and they hugged my legs

the silver petals of my ring

held on to my finger my socks

cuddled with my toes my shoes were begging

to beat up the ground

i grabbed my ipod

and the headphones

yelled music into my ears

i looked at the clock

as it was chewing away time i had to go

so the door threw me up.

2007-03-19T11:19:00.000-07:00

Lonely Key

In my room,
it still sits, on my bureau
holding most of my memories.
Opening the same door,
it was used for ten years,
and it grew tired.
Now it rests, lonely,
giving me no lock to open,
having no reason for it to be.

2007-03-19T11:10:00.000-07:00

Love Triangle

I am a rose ready to be certain
waiting to be right with the world
It started when I saw you
seeing your every move
the more I stared at you
the more I hated you
then in a blink of an eye
I fell for you
turning my hate into love
unexpectedly, not wanting to
I hate you for making me like you
then there's the other
absorbing my every thought
putting doubts in my head
Are you the one?
No.
Could you be?
Maybe?
I used to be certain till I met you
I like you
No him
I like you a lot
But in the back of my mind
I see him
coming back fiercely
I know I should just pick one
But in my heart I
I'm the rose ready to be straightened
by Mali G.

2007-03-19T09:27:00.001-07:00

Pencil Mark

Some people that come in my life
Treat me like a piece of paper
They grab a pencil,
And leave a mark on me
This paper gets used
Over and over again
It gets thrown away,
Crumpled,
Ripped,
Torn,
And sometimes even forgotten
Today is one of those days………
Darlyn E.

2007-03-19T09:19:00.000-07:00

The Star

Stars are falling from the sky
All of them
Shooting from all directions
Except one

Why is that star there?
Why won’t it leave?
It’s stuck there
In the air
All alone

Like a man at sea
In a tiny boat
Surrounded by water
No land in sight

Or a child lost in a mall
Surrounded by faces
Trying to find his mother
But no one will help him

Is that star like me?
Am I stuck in my own little world?
Am I that man at sea?
Am I that lost child?
Why am I stuck here?
Wherever here is
And who will help me?

By Samantha M.