Month: January 2019

I was making a snowman
I had laid out plan
He would have a carrot nose
And snowman toes
A black top hat
And he would be fat
His eyes made out of coal
And his name will be Cole
He’ll have stick arms
That do no harm
When you give him a hug
But then he’ll melt
And that’s the end
Goodbye snowman

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

Her eyes send an echo through the room,
And I am stricken by the emptiness
I find in myself as she
Rings through my chest.
Clear as a bell, she rings.

Her lips are pink, soft and sweet.
Bubblegum lips and a smile of spun sugar
That I want to taste.
I want her to linger on my tongue,
To dissolve with a slow tingle and swirl in my stomach.

Her clothes are a sunbeam,
She wears so much yellow.
Warm honey yellow, sunflower yellow, lemon yellow,
She is sunlight shining through the last sips of
Whiskey, languid and warm, intoxicating.

Her mind is chaotic,
So many things bouncing around at once.
Illustrations flow through her veins in a
River of ink, schoolwork popping in her mind in splotches of red pen.
And pain.
Her pain cuts me when we embrace. I can’t help feeling it.

Her eyes echo in my mind,
Her lips give me a sugar high,
Her sunshine intoxicates me,
And her pain cuts deep into me.
I think I might be in love.

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Rouse High School

11

Nothing compares to a Hershey’s bar.
The way it slides out of the wrapper.
like a key inside of a keyhole.
It’s always so satisfying.

Nothing compares to a Hershey’s bar.
You can share it among your friends.
Then you all could know the feeling
of how it melts in your mouth.

Nothing compares to a Hershey’s bar.
It’s milky chocolate flavor makes my taste buds dance.
You can have nuts in it if you want
To make it super crunchy. Crack

I couldn’t ask for more
Than a Hershey’s chocolate bar.

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

As the sky filled with a enormous

big gray puff, a raindrop splashed

on the top of my head and My day has been

very rough, But i’ll stop to admire the beauty

Today ,Like how the sunflowers / a y on

the bay,how the raindrops resemble jewels,

how the muddy rainwater resembles chocolate

milk pools and oh how the little droplets cause mini

tsunamis in my hair and how the dewy mist

fills the air, The rain might cause wear

and tear but there’s still hope in the air

So look at the beauty in your day

And don’t let your day go STRAY

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

Cube of rot
Nothing good to eat
Evil men everywhere
No friends to greet

Too much work
Too much pain
Like a coin
Falling down a drain

Orange suit
Orange pant
Nothing but labor
I just can’t

Longing to leave
Lots of hope
Will be a free bird again
After I surpass this slippery slope

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Walsh middle school

6

I slither my stringy hands
Over and around you,
Sleeping blissfully in bed

My fingers slip over your mouth and neck
You wake
Glass shatters

A blood curdling scream erupts from your neck
Your face is scrunched up like a used towel
A river of tears soaks your shirt

I realize my sins as I see you scream
I apologize
Forgive me

Our eyes meet;
You tremble,
I tremble

My dark, black mass comes from under the bed
I slowly turn into light, glowing
I am done striking fear in your heart

I am the sun now
I will protect you,
Even if I’m not forgiven

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

The life of the party he never stops
He runs and plays no worries ever
Always ready to play,play,play
Always the highlight of my day

Hudson the one who loves getting scratched
Who kicks his leg in a loving way
The one to always comfort me
The one who has always loved me

Hudson the one who guards our door
The one who will never get ignored
The one who is always there
The one who Loves me so
The one who is never slow
Hudson the greatest dog never a sleepy log
I love you

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

I keep going
I keep going up and up and up
One step after the other I keep going
I will never give up on the staircase of life

I dodge a missing tile
L
E
A
P
over a hole, meant to stop and trip me

I keep on going
I keep on ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuning
I keep on going as hard as I can on the
S
R
I
A
T
S of life.

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Gorzycki Middle School

7