your vision, your voice
Ode to my room
I lay on my bed
Like a lion on its throne
With my laptop on one side
Watching the Fosters on Netflix
When my laptop dies
I just turn on the TV
When I get up The floor is ice cold
I slip on my slides
Lights all around my room
Bright and colorful
Especially at night
The place I sleep
But don’t eat in
I keep it clean
Very clean
The place I play in
The place where friends play in
Ode to my room
Keeling Middle School
7th
Old houses.
Old people.
Everyone has their own space,
Everyone can see the church steeple.
No kids my age,
They’re on the next street.
Walk outside to smell dandelions.
There’s nothing as sweet.
Blue, green, wood, brick,
Two-story, split-level,
Each house with their own personality.
Neat manicured lawns,
And lawns sprinkled with leaves, and tall grasses.
New shiny mailboxes filled with mail.
Old rusty mailboxes stacked on brick,
And filled with bills.
Not a very busy street.
everyone looks up with surprise,
When they see a bus,
Or the police.
Everyone’s as friendly as a ladybug,
Even to the big old crack up the street.
It’s only us, and our variety of cars.
Only toddlers,
With tricycles to ride on,
But we’re happy.
As happy as could be!
On our quiet, friendly, tranquil street.
Kealing Middle School
7th
Bury me in my favorite colors
Tell my sisters and my brothers
I hope you know, you’ll be ok
I’m not going away today
My biggest fear of leaving you
But you’ll leave me too
So please don’t cry
I will try
To be with you when my time is neigh
But you may ask
Why do we live if we are going to die
or
Why do we die and make people die
To that I say
Well, when you live
You can love
Murchison
8
It’s now 3087
We’re far into the future,
The world is good.
No wars or fighting.
No more crazy presidents.
We are all at peace.
There are flying cars,
Robots in every household,
New technology.
Nothing can go wrong,
We’re a green community,
And no one can leave.
We have a luxury,
We have clothes, food, and shelter,
What more could we need?
Everything was great,
Until SHE came into our world,
And wrecked it all again.
She was a devil,
Her eyes were as dark as coal,
No one could survive.
And that was the end,
People were fading away,
Then it disappeared.
The world had vanished,
Everything was a nasty grey,
No one seemed to care.
The world had vanished,
Everything was a nasty grey,
No one seemed to care.
The happy times ended,
The world remained dark again,
There is no future.
It’s 3088,
The future has passed away,
No one cares, goodbye.
Murchison
8
Me and my favorite person are together,
alone in the dark, quiet night.
No sounds or humanity around us.
Everything around us is asleep except for the stars.
They are sparkling brightly in the pitch black sky.
Just me and him, together, on a hill, under the stars.
We gaze upon city lights.
There’s no people or movement.
It’s abnormal.
Me and him listening to the breeze.
Cold air in our lungs and on our faces.
Stars scattered across pitch black.
Me and my favorite person watch everything.
And because we are together,
We feel safe even though we both feel so small and pathetic against the big, quiet, dark world.
We are together.
And that’s all that matters.
Murchison
8
Drip, Drip
Sounds of
Rain. I snip, snip,
The quilt of
Pain. RIP, RIP,
That nightmare’s swain.
Not enough?
My golly me.
A touch of rough?
Why, I see glee.
I’ve tried, I’m tired.
I’ve cried, I’m out.
And once again,
I’ve cried, I’m done.
Thank you for my guide,
Without him I would’ve died.
But now all he was,
Was a dream, a dream that turned.
Bye, Bye,
To that fickle heart.
That one has died,
I now have pride.
Head held high,
Eyes wide open.
A future soon to see.
Flip, flip,
The switch to
light. I grip, grip,
My loving
Knight. Strip, strip,
Them walls of steel.
A new me will be waiting on the other side.
Murchison
8
Smog gusts, people scream and animals run,
Wind races, lightning strikes everywhere and it cannot be undone.
No shelter no protection and no aid,
Nowhere is safe and happiness fades.
No clear water and no blue sky,
Trees are dead, fish have a disease and children cry.
People will misgive,
No one will live.
We have no time to waste,
We stop this now, before it’s too late.
Murchison
8
Soccer is a game about teammates,
And a game about teamwork.
You always need help to score,
That’s what teammates are for.
Being selfish is always hated,
That’s what makes players overrated.
When your opponent gets a lead,
That’s when your team uses their speed.
Winning a championship is sometimes a dream,
But you could win one with a good team.
Murchison
8
We are not forever,
Nothing is forever.
But we are give time,
To spend, and to use,
on family and friends.
But what happens
When time is wasted,
What happens when time is up?
We crave more.
We ask, we beg, we plead.
But it doesn’t help.
Because we have always known,
We can’t turn back the clock,
We can’t reverse the minutes,
We can’t slow down the seconds.
Because we have always known,
Time never stops,
It keeps going always
Murchison
8
It’s a outside court that’s very
clean. Everybody drives past it so
it will be seen. It’s always alot of
people outside. Whos always
ready to play a game of nine on
nine. Compared to the other
people on the court I’m really really
short. If you don’t want to play nine
on nine you can play horse. On
one half of the court the best
game to play on the court is twenty
one. Because grown men play
against their sons. The best thing
is its close. So that mean everyday
I can go. You can go with your
friends or go with your kin it’s a
good place to make new friends
and call them to play again this is
one of the best courts in muller it’s
better than being inside and
playing games with shooters
Kealing Middle School
7th