2018-19 Submissions – Page 30

Cactus Poem

Cacti Love Winter
It’s their break from posing all the time
Posing for pictures
For postcards
And even the occasional western movie set
It hard to stand still that long
I mean you try standing still in a weird pose for over eight HOURS
While Plants grow on you
And lizardsssss crawl up you
It’s the worst

But during winter, Cacti have all the fun
They kick up their non-existent feet
And they watch tumbleweeds blow by
And play their trumpets
As clouds FLY by
They say goodbye to sorrows
And dance like trees on windy day

Cacti take long naps
They talk about their friends who live in pots and greenhouses
And how they have it made for them.
Cacti can crack open imaginary Diet cokes
Cacti can sleep the days away
And cherish every cold breeze
Of their cold break

For Cacti winter is their
Long
lllooonnnng
Deserved break

Gorzycki Middle School

trumpet

I look up when I play,
Only to see how beatiful you are,
And hope you know your meaning to my life
The sounds you make are the most beautiful I know
Oh trumpet,

Without you I would be lost
I was lost before you found me
When you found me,
You took me in
And brought me deep into this musical world

And showed me what its like to be a musician
Whether its a good day or a bad day
I can look to you to make it good or better

So thank you, I love you

Gorzycki Middle School

The Route

I could tell you that life is easy.
I could also tell you that life is rough,
That you won’t see something’s coming.
But whether you believe me or not,
All depends on how far you’ve traveled.

If you still sit in the backseat,
If you are still sheltered behind closed doors,
And tinted windows
You may think life is easy.

But as you move up in the car,
The windows start to stare at you
And you stare back.

Some people
Choose to completely ignore the road ahead,
Distracted by everything around them.
Taking every chance they get to stop and stare.

But others
Are so focused on the road in front of them,
They never take the time to look around.
Ignoring all the roads they could’ve taken.

One day,
You will be in the front seat.
You will have to keep your eye on the road,
But you’ll also have to read the signs.

When you reach your last stop on the route,
Tell me
Was it worth it?
Was the journey better than the destination?
It all depends on what you
Believed.

Gorzycki Middle School

The Choir of our World

The day you are born your voice joins a choir of millions.
In a choir so full will your voice be heard?
As each voice joins the chorus grows stronger
The music an everlasting track.
The songs may repeat but they never grow dull
In the symphony that never ends will your voice be heard?
Or will it fade before ever really starting?
Or will your voice resonate loud and clear?
Will you be the melody or the harmony?
Will your voice be LOUD or quiet?
Will you strengthen the choir or be discordant sound among the rest?
Or maybe, just maybe you will rise up from the others.
Your voice would lead the choir!
Changing what might have been a cacophony to beauty
As long as you are still singing you can change the song
You could change the choir for the better
And make an impact that lasts forever.

Gorzycki Middle School

Fall

The fog rolled in
the breeze whipped around me
the leaves lashed through the wind
the branches roamed free

Yellow and red living around
orange falling from the trees
scattered all on the ground
everything blown by the breeze

A chill fills my body
I shiver in the cold night air
I think of hot tea
the sight makes me stare

Gorzycki

South Korea

Honking cars, people talking, busy streets
And blaring music
As I scroll the car window down a fresh smell comes surfing towards me
The old and short, new and tall buildings tower over me
The sound of advertisers selling things runs over to my ear
I can see the mountains in the background
The beautiful and majestic mountains
that Watch over
Seoul
The animals I think of in the mountains are the
Wild
powerful
Tigers
The bingsu in the restaurants are to DIE for
The soft melting ice mixed with the syrup and the chopped
delicious
Fruit
The galbi frying on the stove sizzles like bacon on a pan
I remember all of these things during the airplane ride going
Back
HOME
I will always have SEOUL in my heart

Gorzycki Middle School

Test

Love has choses you have to make
A,B,C,D
Which will be chosen
The process of thinking takes a toll on you
The toll is to much for you handle
You can’t stand on your own two feet

And if you make the wrong choice
You could fail.

The pressure is on you now
More and more questions
The more thinking you do the harder
It gets

Take your time and Slow down
Don’t rush

Test have choses you have to make
A,B,C,D

Gorzycki

Life is like climbing a mountain

Life goals is like climbing a mountain you will face obstacles
The mountain will be rough and jagged and you might
Cut your hand
Along the way but keep going keep trying to climb
That mountain

along the way you might have to face
A mountain lion
But don’t be frightened or discouraged

Because when you get to the top
Of the mountain boy is it beautiful

Gorzycki Middle School

Home Run Derby

1 You see things that you don’t understand.
You know you can’t, but you keep trying.
You are the bear and he is the robin, and you can defeat him.
You get to what you hope is the final challenge, and you know you can’t do it.

5 You are a lone bear in these hundreds of acres of woods.
You swing, not knowing what is to come, how to hit it home
You fight against the beasts of the forest as they pose as obstacles on your journey.
You may not enjoy the challenge they provide, but it will make you stronger in the end.

You try your hardest to win, and once you do, things change whether you like it or not.
10 You continue on the path you chose, carrying the regrets that came with your choices.
You think you’ve fought the strongest, but there are still more to come.
You do your best, but you just can’t make enough runs.

You hear the ball fly past your ear, Fwoosh, it goes as the defeat sinks in.
You see them laugh, but you know you can beat them.
15 You see them look right at you, eyes like daggers.
You may want it to stop, and only you can make that happen.

You finally do it.
You know this is what is has all led up to.
You have done what others dream of.
20 You have finished.

Gorzycki Middle School

I am alive

I feel

My heart a steady rhythm trying to break free

Of the cage of bones that encircles it

The cage that keeps it from exploding out

Into the world and sending out the immense chaos of what is in

The murky depths of my heart

I feel

My breaths coursing through me sending life to every finger every toe

See the rise and fall and rise and fall

Of my chest telling me that I am still here

I feel

My thoughts in my mind twirling away dancing to the music

That only plays in my head as I journey

Through the everlasting and endless journey of life

I feel

My feet cool against the soft grass my toes sinking into the dirt

That for so long was untouched by human skin

It is almost as if for one moment

Nothing separates me and the burning core at the center of this world

I feel

The wind light and caressing pushing through my hair brushing past my face

Reassuring me that I cannot escape

The horrifying beauty of nature

I feel

The heart in my chest and the breath in my lungs

The thoughts in my mind and the ground on my feet

The wind through my hair

And I know that this is why I am here

This is why my existence was chosen

Out of all the endless possibilities and realities

Of a vast universe I am here

I feel

Every second tick by

I feel

The way everything whispers to me just loud enough

Over the roaring wave of existence so that I can make out

Those faint words that one joyous phrase

I am alive

James Bowie High School