I fling my hand up to the sky
At first, nothing happens.
Then, a drop of water leaps up
Into the sky,
Pirouettes in the air,
Falls,
Glides,
and gracefully lands,
On someone’s head.
Pearson Ranch Middle School
6
your vision, your voice
I fling my hand up to the sky
At first, nothing happens.
Then, a drop of water leaps up
Into the sky,
Pirouettes in the air,
Falls,
Glides,
and gracefully lands,
On someone’s head.
Pearson Ranch Middle School
6
My mom said please be careful,
And I said, “I will try.”
I balance it on my palm,
Hold it up…
Whoops.
Pearson Ranch Middle School
6
If everything were nothing
Nothing would be here
If everything were nothing
We’d have nothing to fear
But everything can’t be nothing
For if there was nothing here,
What’s the point of nothing to fear
If there never was a fear?
Pearson Ranch Middle School
6
As much as I can say, life is not the truth.
It hinders not much more than a fearful light.
Are human sense invites you to a parley in a booth.
It is a devastating thing as once the Buddha fought in an airy kite.
The only safe Valley out of the mountain is by Nirvana love.
It’s rests deep in the mind and heart and is, only locked.
The final stage brings about it but you’re not alive from your rocked.
The delusion that fake life gives is not a dove.
Nirvana oh Nirvana brings craziness to the regular mind.
To the regular mind do not worry say no wants, to not bind.
Left and right you walk be the Buddha’s real.
As to free from life give meditation to the wheel.
Fantasizing the Northwest Passage is a precious Jewel to the mayor.
Slash back in infuriating distaste even more, hate in happening.
Taking the love that he gives and meditated as a prayer.
The soul inside of you is ready for a fruitful fruit ripening.
Now back to a moment a precise time and being.
It is illustrious that the delusion of Life appeals timely.
The sunshine of loving sweetness resides in your seeing,
The jewel brought up before is it Beauty for some blindley.
Walsh Middle school
6
Fall is red and orange
It tastes like pumpkin pie
It sounds like peoples teeth hitting together
because it’s so cold outside
It smells like pies being baked in the oven
It looks like piles of leaves everywhere
I feel like I am a blanket because of all the warm things I am wearing
The warm air from the fireplace hits you as you’re reading your favorite book
A smile comes across your face as you and your family cuddle under one big fluffy blanket
You laugh with the weirdest grin as you win at the family game night on Friday
And that’s when you smile and say “it’s finally fall”
Pearson Ranch Middle School
6
The most twinkly night sky,
It’s like hundreds of fireflies up high.
Yet I feel lonely,
when I look at you closely.
You consist of all the things I can imagine,
The sky is never dark but it is always shimmering.
They form constellations and all sorts of patterns,
The most beautiful planet in the solar system is Saturn.
Everything in the sky is magical and mysterious,
Like the question of the life other than us.
Then when it’s Christmas the sky gives me a merry feeling,
The snowflakes falling from the sky landing on the ceiling.
The sky’s truth is not yet discovered,
How is the sky so pretty,
I always wondered.
The sky’s color always changes,
The sky is pretty from all the places.
Pearson Ranch Middle School
6
My mom thinks my name means “a loving child who brings home good grades.” My brother thinks my name means “Atheletic brother who is full of energy.” My best friend thinks my name means “Funny, smart best friend.” My teacher thinks my name means “Student who brings full effort into class.” My keyboarding teacher thinks my name means “Fast typer and Learner.” My art teacher thinks my name means “ Great artist with great effort.” My coach thinks my name means “Hard working sweaty person.” I bet they left some stuff out like kid who likes playing Fortnite but I think my name means “kid who is obsessed with for tire and likes sports.”
Gorzycki
6
Ka-thump, Ka-thump
My heart pounds heavily in my chest, racing and turning
It feels as if I might die
But no,
I still breathe
Slowly, but surely
And yet, those heavy breaths speed up
Quicker and quicker
My eyes…
What is this forming?
They widen with emotion
Something I rarely feel
Hands seem to act upon themselves as a letter is placed on his desk
It waits
…
It waits
A letter is picked up by self-acting hands
Something I rarely feel
They return to their normal form
Dark and forbidding
But not when he’s around
My eyes…
Slower and slower
My body calms down as quick as it sped up
I still breathe
But wait
It feels as if I might survive
My heart still pounds deep in my chest
Ka-thump, Ka-thump
Gorzycki Middle School
6
I really love that little red rose
She dreamed to fly with the crows
I really love that little rose
Always makes a beautiful pose
Out of the bush it is bold
Outside in the cold
It will never be sold
It is more pure than any gold
It treats me like a best friend
I give it all I can lend
Our little relationship could never end
It gets dark
And floats away
I loved that little red rose from birth
Now it has said bye to this earth
I really loved that little rose
Big hands
Rise
Out of the darkness
Grabbing for me
Pulling me in, clutching at the sand
I resist, until I can’t any longer
I let it pull me in
Sinking deeper and deeper into the darkness,
Pushing up, struggling for breaths
Taking control, but this is
Me, not you
I will not let you consume me
Taking my strength
I turn you from a black hole,
Dark and
Endless
Into a peaceful creature
A purring kitten,
A sweet lullaby
Surrounding me
Lamar Middle School and Fine Arts Academy
6