your vision, your voice
2021-22 Submissions
The black cat.
Dark as the midnight sky,
Soft as a fur coat,
Eyes like a bright yellow moon.
Creeping around,
Low to the ground.
Waiting for something to eat.
Waiting for 1 year.
Then 2 years,
2 turns into 3.
And suddenly 5 years.
5 years but 5 is really five minutes.
Black Cat
With a press of a fingertip
This bright light grows
And a perfect square can flip
The motion is as smooth as shooting bows
When I start to get tired
I start to shut it off
It is required
After one snore I start to cough
He makes me smile
He is very super duper
He gets groomed with a cute hairstyle
Cooper loves to beg for food
He needs to lose weight
He has his own food but he’s never in the mood
Even though he has to lose weight he still is great
I hate poems
my brain thinks slow
one more poem
and my brain will blow
poems aren’t my thing
and when I need a poem
my brain won’t bring
which makes it hard sometimes
to think of good lines
I hate poems
I don’t know how I did this
this might be my best
how did I even finish this
poems are okay
this might not be that bad
when I have to make a poem
it usually makes me sad
Why must you stare?
Your eyes always scare
You judge my every move
Like I have nothing to prove
I can’t even write
Without facing your might
My clothes aren’t enough
For you’re too rough
When I’m feeling down
I hide my frown
For you’ll think I’m weak
And won’t hesitate to speak
I can not live
Without something to give
And I can not be
With all my glee
Why must you judge,
Do you hold a grudge?
Is it something did?
I am just one kid
No, I know why
But it makes me cry
You’ll always be there
Always in your glare
For you live in my mind
Cause no one was kind
And you won’t leave
So I guess I’ll grieve.
Love is like soft flowers
warming your heart and soul
no feeling overpowers
when they leave it’s like a hole
questioning your every movement
wondering what you did
ignoring your broken heart for amusement
bottling it up with a lid
Especially when it’s your own mother
betrayal and confusion
the one who’s supposed to love you like no other
her pretending as if it’s not an illusion
nothing but heart break left
left with only abandonment issues
stealing hope from your little girl like a theft
crying with only the support of a box of tissues
leaving her own daughter for years
thinking it was her fault all along
drowning in her own tears
when she was never in the wrong
still wearing hello kitty PJ’s
hugging her teddy bear
years later in her bed she lays
trust issues leaving her in despair
His bright pink tongue sparkling in the sun
His little black nose glimmering in the light
Shadows all around but where he is
His fur shining
His dark brown eyes shimmering
With little sparks of sunlight
His small body just sitting there
With rays of sunlight beaming onto him.
Paws, like velvet they are
Fur, feathery and soft
Eyes that are diamond
Grass parting, fireflies shining like diamond
In our backyard you are,
Running to give me a kiss, gentle and soft
Your hugs are always soft
Wouldn’t trade you for a million diamonds
My dog you are
You make me soft, better than gold and diamonds, my dog you are
Blue looks like the beach with the waves crashing against my feet.
Blue smells like my dogs slobbery mouths, the ones they kiss me with.
Blue tastes like water, the one I drink at night and makes me have to go to the bathroom.
Blue sounds like my brother crying when he gets hurt and I’m here for him.
Blue is the sweater that I wear when it is cold.
Blue feels like feeling my hot coco to see if it’s to hot. The one my mom makes.
Fast and high
slow and low
on the beach,
or at home.
you will find it anywhere,
but if you chase it.
You’ll never find it.