Category: 06th

To be or not to be, such a strong verse
It could mean love or a devilish curse

It means whether to be alive or die of a horrible deed
But at the end of the day why does it matter
Its all just in a heartbeat

When I was in theater that day, I thought to myself
What is life?
Life is love, hope, sacrifice, honor, doubt, anger anxiety sickness
Exhaustion, laughter, happiness, affection, excitement, warmth,
coldness, harshness, sadness, and depression

From a mother’s womb to an old man or a dog or cat, even the grass is alive
Because mother earth is a life, and she carries us to make us one

To be or not to be…. My voice echoed through the theater
Everyone cheered and applauded me the actor

Me, ten year old me, stood there in silence
I smiled because I know at the end of the day…
The life and death are not that different after all
Because its all just in a heartbeat

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Gorzycki Middle School

6

I’m driving in the dark
headlights shattered
no glimpse of moonlight.
No line where shadow meets light,
where sadness meets hope.
The end’s too far to keep going
but the beginning’s off in the distance.
Light is but a memory.
Hope is but a loss.
The tunnel never stops going.
But the worst part,
is that I’m alone.

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Gorzycki

6

Early January.
There is nothing
quite as blue
as the sky today.
No clouds
to push the sun,
behind them.
This day
is a bright day,
a cold day.

Spring is still aspiring,
to push Winter away.
Not quite ready
to go
is Winter
still fighting to stay.

No rain,
at all.
Not one droplet
has fallen.
Even the stars
seem to be walking
in place.

On this early January day.

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Gorzycki

6th

Dad
I´m sorry for eating
The Jason´s Deli mint
On your dresser

I said I didn´t
You know I did
It was back when
I was a little kid

I´m pretty sorry
Please forgive me
But it was
So cool
So minty
So fresh
Well then
I don’t regret it
I guess

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Gorzycki Middle School

6

Afraid.
That’s what I was
Afraid of the dark
Afraid of embarrassment

I was scared of everything
Disappointment
Loneliness
Nothing

I’ve changed
I’m still afraid,
but I’m better, braver
I won’t cower anymore

I have the bright side now
Proud parents
Friends
Everything

Brave

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Gorzycki Middle School

6

“I Hate Pie”
By: Liam G.

I like pie.
I like pie.
That’s what all the kids
would cry.

Oh not me,
Totally not me.
I would rather die.

All the Criss n’ crosses,
Apples and sauces,
Toppings and
Even more.

It makes me barf,
The goo and marsh,
That doesn’t want to store.

I hate pie.

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Gorzycki

6

Splashing, lapsing, flushing, washing, waving
Crashing to foaming, rising and falling,
Tides restlessly singing their refrain,
Relentlessly pushing and pulling,
Endlessly drifting and coming again

Staring out at what is so beautiful,
But neglecting what brings joy to many,
Coulds and woulds and shoulds supposedly,
Augmenting, with addition of doubt
Thinking of eyes that don’t belong to me

Mindless, joyless, freezing wind surrounding,
Pink-haloed clouds creeping towards bright sunset
Happily contradicting themselves,
Interrupting, yet rightfully there,
Oh to have those unachievable eyes

Palm on cheek wet with tears, elbow on rail,
Keeping me from the temptation to leave
Everything behind, just one jump,
But set in stone, decided long ago,
I remain, glimmering, eyes’ took their leave

Then the break of ancient, rusted metal
A slip due to yesterday’s clouds’ sorrow,
Descending towards an onslaught of spray,
Hitting the waves, I’ve broken the glass
Eyes have been drained of what little remains

Gravity pulls me, I am a shipwreck,
Slipping away, deeper into the depths,
Hoping has ended, fate brings its wrath,
And yet, something swirls through the waters,
Eyes like mirrors, curse and blessing bestowed

Now each night I wait, for a second chance,
Head above water looking, where the call,
Was by chance answered, by choice ignored,
Night sky taking stage, sparkling dances
Stars twinkling like eyes that no longer belong to me

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Russell Lee Elementary

6th

I am from Xbox
From paper and pencils
I am the Bluebonnets, from the deer
I am from skiing and blond hair from dad and grandpa
I am from biking and climbing
From manners and good grades
From Jesus and fairness
I’m from ranching
From corn dogs and pizza
I’m from Tree hugger
I am from Austin

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Gorzycki

6th

My Family is a basketball game
My Mom is the coach always keeping us positive
My Dad is the ref who always calls the right calls
My Older Brother is my teammate always there for me
My Little Brother is the ball sometimes doesn’t want to help
My Cousin is my teammate always keeping us in a good mood
My Grandma is in the crowd cheering us on

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Gorzycki middle school

6th

My heart is pounding as if it’s trying to escape my chest. My stomach is trying to fly out of me as well. My head is scared, scared of what might go down, when I walk out onto the platform in front of hundreds of people. Wanting the moment to never come, to keep pushing it farther and farther away. But finally it is here. Walking toward fear, away from solitude. Until I realize I’ve got it all wrong, it doesn’t matter what happens on stage what matters is how confident you are in whatever does happen. This is where I belong. All these people here to support me, came all the way here to see me. Make the most of it. Be proud. That is all I have to say.