Category: 2018-19 Submissions

Silly
A skalaton
Not real
Still full of DETERMINATION

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Kocurek Elementary

5

As the Sun paints the sky with it’s lava brush strokes,
The ocean’s waves continue to kiss the shore,
No matter how many times they’ve been forced away,
Footprints wander along the glimmering sand,
Up above, the silver crescent circles our world once again,
Our wise moon encourages the tides to bubble up on the b between land and sea,
o
r
d
e
r
Palm trees sing letting the salty wind brush their hair,
Sea shells wait for us to pluck them off the gritty sand and wear them as a necklace,
The oceans hums as coconuts d
r
o
p from the swaying giants.
The sky’s fire has gone to sleep,
We say hello to the stars who shine for us,
The world says goodnight,
Drops of Jupiter spill into the midnight sky,
Streaks of Saturn light up the chilly night,
Puddles of Pluto strobe through the clouds,
Morning,
The Sun paints the sky with it’s lava brush strokes,
Again.

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

The toy owned a boy
The boy owned a toy
The hog that looked like a dog.

The boy without its dog
A toy without its boy
A boy without its toy.

The boy was looking for its toy
The hog that was horrified of the dog
The toy that really missed its boy.

The hog was scared of the dog, The toy that owned the soul of the boy, The boy that was owned by the toy.

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

Have you ever felt like a raindrop, falling down from
the sky?
falling deeper and deeper until you hit
something hard, and
SPLAT!!!
You explode into smaller pieces, slowly floating
out, and lay there,
feeling like everything is
lost….
You look up at what
you had, before you fell, and
lost everything..
You are trying
to get back together,
Being brave like you use to be.
But You Can’t
How are you going to get up?
Will you ever get up?
You feel so Small, Stupid
and Lonely.
Everything seems hopeless.
You’re mushed down,
no one to help you,
because everyone
is up there,
doing their stuff
and they
don’t even notice,
You
Alone.

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

5 N0m63r5
1 they are just n0m63r5
2 no life no friends no voice no nothing
7 but the one thing they have is meaning
5 they mean the n0m63r5 my mom sees when she talks to me
1 they are the n0m63r5 that my friends see when they ask me
4 can you hang out
7 they are there own unique self
4 and most importantly they are the n0m63r5 that represent me
4 on the little glass box

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

I’m telling you
There is something under my bed
MONSTERS
Just waiting to pull me under
And rip out my heart
ROAR!! The green slimy gross monsters
Who want to eat me alive
But what if the monsters are nice
Watching to make sure nobody hurts me
Like personal bodyguards
What if the monsters aren’t really monsters

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

Black and white are both colors
And smeared together make a blur

They’re the stripes on a mime’s shirt
They make up a checkers board
They’re the only things you’ll see
On an old TV
And what the sky feels like wearing

But most importantly,
They go together well

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

Freedom
Freedom is bravery, honesty and strength
Freedom

Freedom
Freedom is a strong person who stands up in what they believe in
Freedom

Freedom
Red,White,Blue
Freedom

Freedom
Red is blood, Blood is war, War is courage
White is purity
Blue is justice, Justice is freedom
Freedom

Freedom
Not everyone has it
Freedom

Freedom
Everyone deserves it
Freedom

Freedom
We take it for granted
Freedom

Freedom
We fight for it
We fought for it
Freedom

Freedom
We sacrifice for it
Freedom

Freedom
We kill for it
We die for it
Freedom

Freedom
No matter what race, gender, age
We are equal, Right? Wrong.
Freedom

Freedom
We want it
We won’t get it
Freedom

Freedom
We want it now
But yet we do nothing for it
Freedom

Freedom
We just wait for someone to get it for us
Freedom

Freedom
We let people take it
away from us
Freedom

Freedom
Is not something you get
Freedom

Freedom
Is something you earn
Freedom

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

Drip, Drip, Drip,
The sky is crying,
The air is damp, the forest is alive.

Everything moves and shivers,
The forest, green and full

Of LIFE

Creatures, big and small, all move to find
Shelter from the hard, harsh rain.

The trees catch the rain in their limbs, or… arms, thirsty for some
Water.

Mushrooms, moss, and mold sprout everywhere possible soaking up the water.

The trees green,
The ground green,
Everything, green like the leaves of a tree.

GREEN.

And I, the only thing standing still in the symphony of movement called the forest, watch the forest move, as if it is

alive.

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

i jump to the ground
to feel the cold snow feeling
rush through my body
like a blizzard inside me.

i grab my snowboard
and my snow boots
the most satisfying sound occurs
when i click the shoes in.
CLick,CLick,Stomp,Stomp

i get to the top of the mountain
the cold wind feels great
like a dog in a pile of ice
i’m ready to go.

i slowly start to go,
i can start to feel
the snow make a smooth path
and i speed up.

this is amazing
i’m the queen of the mountain
but then the bottom gets closer
and i stop, awww man.

I’m going back up again!

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Gorzycki Middle School

7