Category: 2022-23 Submissions

I really want to have a sleepover
I will be clean and polite
We will clean up our own messes
And go to bed on time
I really want a sleepover
I promise we won’t die.

On the hard floor,
The gymnast takes her time,
Wipes her sweaty hands,
Breathes, ready to shine,
Steps onto the springy surface,
Shaking like a wet dog,
Everyone knows she’s nervous,
Can she pull it off?
The music starts,
She blows our hearts,
And in the end,
She gets a ten.

Sometimes ,
there is a dark rain outside,
but don’t be frustrated;
the sunshine will arrive ,
but after a while,
and when it arrive
and you passed the rain ;
you will be proud,
because you gain
the victory of proud,
patience
and
wisdom;
but remember
it will be sunshine after a while .

He crawls onto the couch his eyes sliting open
he rolls up into a ball whiskers drooping low
And closes his eyes going to sleep.

The Ruin,
Stands stumbling,
Crying,
Calling out names of Things Lost,
Of life,
Love,
All gone.
Lost to sands of time,
The Ruin all that remains,
With nothing except the ghost,
The ghost of a time better,
Joyful.
And,
Lost.
Had children ever walked his streets?
Held his hand?
Danced or played?
The children that had been,
Gone.
Forgotten to everything, everyone,
Except he.
He who is cursed to remember,
Though everyone else,
Free to forget.
He sighs,
And settles into the muck,
Awaiting his day,
His time,
To be remembered once more.

I wish I was as beautiful as the ocean.
The ocean seems to be so elegant
and unchanged
even on its wildest days.
It’s so breath taking
Yet also distressing.

everyone knows
that there is more water
than land on the earth.
but as I’m thinking about it,
There is land under the water.
no matter how deep it is.

The black cat put on a hat
After, the black cat took a nap
While it sat on the humans lap.
The human petted the cats soft fur
So, the cat began to purr.