Category: 2017-18 Submissions

I am the light that wakes you each morning
I am the darkness that haunts your dreams

When you think of me, all you see is happiness
When you think of me, tears stream down your face in fear

You trust me to shield you from harm
You try to stay away from me in fear of being harmed

I give you hope for a better day
I give you worry of a day wasted

The only fear you fear from me is not making the most of the light
The only trust you give to me is my consistency

You know me as good
You know me as bad

Yet I know only lies
And I know only truths

Keep me close in times of need
Keep me far for life and peace

I know who you try to be
I know who you want to be

So trust me to know and protect you
So trust me to know and protect you

You said we were lovers,
The best of the best,
But how can I trust you?
Let me put you to the test,

Would you sit outside my door waiting for me to come home?
Would you write me letters about your life in Rome?
If I were hurt would you lay with me in bed,
And while you sat there, cradled my head?

This isn’t a joke,
just please answer the questions and do not cloak
I guess I can trust you,
For now I hope,
We ARE real lovers and this is our tightrope

I am from my bed
from shampoo and old spice
I am from the house with beige wood and lime stone
I am from playing Xbox
From riding my bike and smell my mom has
I am from the hot weather the really hot weather
I am from the Polar Express on Christmas Eve and really good hair from my mom
I am from whistling and biting my nails
From you’ll get hurt and don’t do that
I am from Happiness and FREEDOM
I am from the military
from Italian and French food
From WWII stories with my great grandfather Gramps
I am from the magnetic steel refrigerator

Your mind is an abyss
Sinking, cherishing
every bliss
You can get
Devoid of color
Constantly switching
From one shade to another

Once dark, once light
There’s no in between
I wish you could see
How much the lies
Won’t leave you be

You lock yourself in
The ones who’ve stayed Always willing to listen to your sings
And be the ones you won’t let get away

Waves rise around your fragile feet
We hear the silent scream
Yet you do nothing but let it take you
To a world with no dreams

You’ve said it before
A black and white door
Waiting to be opened
Your decision poor

You’ve been caught in a trap
Imagination closed with a cap
Been made to believe
Safety is impossible to receivec

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Bowie

11

Oh Penny, I miss you dear,
In a flash, you’re not here
The day I found you lying on the grass,
I knew in a second the day would crash
I ran to the house not knowing what to do,
All around me the sadness flew
I got to the house Dad rushed out,
Washed her in water then gave a shout
This couldn’t be real thoughts flew through my head,
But I knew in a second Penny was dead.

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Gorzycki Middle School

6

Ocean,
your sand is such a wonder
you feel as soft as a pillow
as powdery as sugar
your shells though hard are unique
different colors, different shapes,
different textures not one is the same
your water blue and clear filled with coral of all colors
with fish angel fish among them
with dolphins, whales, and seahorses
in which are so lucky to live in your kingdom of beauty

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Gorzycki

6th

I have take your candy.

And wish you were saving for dessert.

Forgive me it was filled with amazing taste of fruit.

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gorzycki

6

She stood on the edge of her world
with invisible wings, tattered and torn
slowly patching themselves
deciding right then
that she would renew her own scars
lashes strung with dewdrops of freedom
she soaked in the power of exisiting
as life danced under her skin
color collided with curiosity in her irises
eager hands stretched
toward her own future
that teasingly strut in front of her
free from the capture of another, she was her again
she glowed with multi-faceted truths
she found herself in the gentle lift of her heels from the ground
fo the breath filling her lungs
like the filling of a pool with crystal clear water
and in the sure, steady beat
of her own repaired heart.

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Bowie

11

Augustus Gloop loves to feast
On chicken, sausage and other meat
He is chubby, and messy at the table
Bring him a tray with a giant bagel
He will gobble it up with all his might
Not leaving a crumb or sharing a bite.

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Boone

5