ARCHIVE Best teenage poems from December 2002 to March 2003 Useless by Jane Davies You're as useless as A dog without a bone A catapult without a stone A trouser without a leg A washing line without a peg You're as useless as A PC without a screen A bully who isn't mean A pen without a tip A mouth without a lip You're as useless as An alphabet without a B A tea bag without any tea A sea without a wave A boy who won't behave You're as useless as A hat without a head A bakery without any bread A broom without any bristles A captain without a whistle Too Deep to Speak by Sage James She's in the corner All alone No one to tell What's on her mind She hides a secret She doesn't want to say Here is her chance To confess that thing inside That thing she holds so deeply Her chance is gone Why didn't she speak? Is it too deep to share? She holds it in Waiting for her next chance To share what's inside Pompous by Pompous Royal Blue As pompous as a beauty queen Striking her pompous pose Upon the sparkling pompous stage With pompous shining lights. As pompous as the golden crown With pompous shining jewels Which shine in a pompous golden glow On a pompous golden throne. As pompous as lady pompous of Pompousville itself Standing in her pompous garden Filled with her pompous trees. As pompous as the pompous nose Turned up in pompous elegance Smelling only pompous things Such as pompous chocolate. As pompous as a pompous poet Writing pompous poetry To pompous you-s and pompous Me-s Reading pompous similes. New Year Resolutions by Nicole Braganza This new year is bound to bring A better brand new me I've created a revolution In mankind's history I've made some resolutions Some hundred and a score I'll be a perfect person If I keep them... that's for sure Mum and Dad might be so shocked And oh, so filled with grief That the silly daughter they have known Has turned a brand new leaf But what's that buzzing little voice Saying don't be silly dear? Hatch it in the cupboard And save it for next year! Sorry by Sarah M I'm sorry for all the mean things I said. You probably were hurt but just stood there instead. Forgive me I hurt too, but I had to let you go. You went off to college and four months passed by. One little phone call from you time sure flew by. Now we're together again. And I want you to know that no matter what happens I do love you so. Seen But Not Noticed by Ryan Park There he stands cold and shaggy, seen but not noticed, searching everywhere, finding small fragments of nothing, seen but not noticed. He doesn't care that he has nothing, he cares, that he is seen, but not noticed. Love by Diane Love is sharing Love is caring Love is always kind And somehow when I think of love It's you I have in mind Shrinking by Tamarah He was skinny before, Before he got ill. He wasn't fat at all, But that's all he talked about. Now he is shrinking Away to nothing. Anorexia's changed his life For he's shrunk away to nothing No Fear by Tiffany Flix heart beat is calm you take any risk don't fear danger control the moment be the leader of this dismay blood moves steady as a stream take the first step take the last step danger is near yet, you still don't fear it attacks, you conquer heart beat is calm don't fear danger Identity by Ashley How do I know If I am me Is it the picture on the wall, The people on TV, Or the girls I see in the hall It's so hard to be different, To stand out from the crowd And if you do You're considered a freak Maybe I am a freak Wearing black and hundreds of bracelets Their eyes follow me down the hall They look at the skirt and ripped up jeans And think how weird is she I'm not weird I am me The one and only me The Shadow of the Hawk by Emily Ludolf I know no one who will remember me, No one who will miss me. I am the one who must miss, Who must remember. Only ink and paper hold solidity, The light long since gone still flutters past my lids. The flickering image of happiness, Mocks me with its close detachment. Pain is my only companion, The only thing that keeps my mind alive. Constantly there binding me to reality. Letting me know it's not over yet. He is the fleeting shadow of a hawk, The pale face of quivering sculptures in the mud. The glistening eye of the dying. He is tomorrow, always tomorrow. I have seen complete and utter horror, But that is not enough.... I have tasted it in the air, smelt it on the wind. Heard it in the groans of sleeping men, their subconscious admitting what they would not. The hollow shell has finally crumbled into nothingness... Searching by Marolin At night I search for you Though you strip me of my colour And I cannot be but grey. I wander in the dark, in search of you. And I find traces in strangers, But I do not find you. I search for you in sunlight On the swerving roads That lead me back to here. I search for the water That might quell the fire But you have drained the spring. I try to trace you In the howling of the wind in my head but your voice is fading. At night I search for you Though with each search I find I lose myself even more. A Kiss Like This by Amanda Giacoppo A kiss like this is such a bliss I can't believe we're doing this I mean you and me? I would miss your tongue caresses mine ooh boy you're sooo fine you lick my lips you sway my hips I love you sooo much even with that one last touch ill never forget... a kiss like this my broken heart by maribel g love may hurt love may sting but a broken heart may never sing boys will come and boys will go... but this I'll always know... life goes on after love has past but a broken heart will never last boys will break your heart boys will tear you apart boys come whenever love may start love may end with a broken heart you may be there but remember this boys are everywhere!!!!!!!!!!!!! In Memory of You by Hannah Gough Always cheery, always kind and loving, always smiling, always thankful and giving. I remember that all you did was smile and laugh, and when we were little you bought us Matey bubble bath. I remember all your blue rinse hair dyes, and how could I forget your famous mince pies? I remember how you loved your Tuesday night dance, and I know the way your smiled gave everyone a chance. I remember how you always spoilt us rotten, and I hope you know you'll never be forgotten. Because, for every person that slips away, a new born baby comes our way. I didn't think this could ever happen, but then came along our baby cousin - Cameron. Nanna, I hope you know I love you dearly, and hope you can watch over us all clearly. My memories of you will go on forever, and someday, I know, we'll be back together. I hope you feel better and happy now Nanna, love forever and always your Great Grandaughter - Hannah xxx In loving memory of Elsie Pickard (Nanna) whom I miss terribly! Amber by Rachel Ford The microscope's indifferent rays Illuminate as though a traffic lamp Spotlight on the insect Celebrity of the Mesozoic Encased in hard boiled sweet Of sap Trapped in orange prison After sticky gooey glacier Crept down the bark Consuming hapless insect All veins on wings Clear as leaves Soft contorted tissue Caught in the moment Freeze frame outliving decay Future men in white-coats Stare through Static cracked stained glass To wonder A Trip Over Snow by Shayna They cut me out And sewed me up again Their hole is gone But its left its mark on me Neat and pretty Would you think to guess I was just a dummy too? Mixed Feelings by Tori M. I dream to make a difference in this world. I dream to make a difference like Martin Luther King Jr. I will shoot out bullets, but they will be the powerful words coming out of my mouth. My words are powered by the history of many lynchings in the South. And all that anger comes out of my mouth. It will not be curing out rude things. My anger will change you from a savage beast to human beings. My power will unleash the words of an American, the sung of liberty, and the joy of freedom. My words are powered by the wrongs of history, and the good part lashes it out word by word syllable by syllable. My words are not like Martin Luther King Jr's, because he sent the segregation away, but I will keep it from coming back today. Even though it wasn't me who was whipped on the back, spat upon, or had coke poured down my back, I can still feel the rage and that's a fact. Let me leave you with something to ponder upon. A bullet in the head may leave a man dead but cannot change what he was thinking. It is our voices that will make the new decisions. This is my dream. This is my vision. The Voyage by Alys Metcalf Here I sit, bunched up in the corner, My arms clasped around my chilled bare legs The echoing drip, the creak in the sway, For today was the longest day. Seeking to comprehend the present situation, Of where we were, the boat's location. When by Teo Arnautu When you die, you see the light Is it true, or is it a lie? How will I know that when I die, I'll be able to look death in the eye? Broken by Megan Stepping onto the bus, Her green pools of pain avoid contact with the staring eyes boring into her forehead. Those dark pools look up at her with disgust. Her face, caked with make-up a day old, has black streams of eyeliner and tears mixing down her pale cheeks. Her split lip covered in bruises from an abusive punch, quivers as she stifles her sobs of loneliness. She makes her way down the aisle past the smirks and comments in the same outfit she wore yesterday. Tripping over a foot, she lands in a vacant seat. Relieved, she stares out the window at the world, while fresh tears flow down her face. And she wonders in fear, the same as every other day, what she will have to go home to. Believe In Yourself by Amy Zink Set your standards high You deserve the best. Try for what you want And never settle for less. Believe in yourself No matter what you choose. Keep a winning attitude And you can never lose. Think about your destination But don't worry if you stray Because the most important thing Is what you've learned along the way. Take all that you've become To be all that you can be. Soar above the clouds And let your dreams set you free. Snow by Hannah A cool white blanket, It kisses the skin. A soft hug, Frosty and smooth. And then I awake. It's hot July. The sheet, No longer cool, It wraps it self-round. As hot as the sun, It scratches the skin, There is no more snow. My Boy is Gone Forever by Ashley Harrison This poem is about my friend who died from an asthma attack about 6 years ago. He was like a big brother to me. We miss him. I know we weren't related to each other But when you died I cried like you were my brother. I felt that in someway we connected And for some reason I felt protected. Whether we were playing basketball Or walking and talking in the school hall I could always hear your voice Over all of the noise Telling me; if I needed you and you weren't there, just call on the rest of the boys. So now that it's true and I can't call on you I know who to turn to. My boys got my back And that's a fact. Just because your bones are rotten Don't think that you've been forgotten. Even though your body is gone We've got to move on. Because your spirit's still here And no matter where it is at it will always be near. You were my boy but now you're gone forever. But in my heart we'll always be together. Dedicated to J.R.L Can Anybody Hear Me? by Caroline Reflections are in pieces And my soul is shattered My conscience ceases My broken heart put on a platter I can't hear anyone My eyes have gone into shock This darkness is like the sun Makes me cover my face in a lock Can anybody hear me? I am rusting up inside Can anybody hear me? I am trusting what lied Can anybody hear me? I am stuck in all their pride Can anybody hear me? I try to be alone Keep hearing voices in my head I feel like I'm on my own But then I'm whispering in my bed Can anybody hear me? Scars by Claire Joan Hardy Outside I see the sun, But inside a storm rages on. What have you done to one so dear. I have nothing but pain and fear. Hate is all I feel, Pain is all I know, Rage is all I have, Tears are all I give. Painted on my memory, are the times you promised love. Pumping through your heart, is poison, never love. I cannot take this anymore, The trust was there, now gone. You'll never know the real me, I'll stay within my walls. You took my naïveté, and twisted it into something to use against me, your words were not the only fake thing about you. Now I see what you truly are, ugly inside, Time will not heal these wounds, You have scarred me for life. The Chance by Tiffany Smith People spend a lifetime looking for love Love, wanting it, needing it, seeking it, and most of the time they don't find it. But once in a while, once in a great while, it comes to you and says, "Here I am, take me, I'm yours." When it comes, how can you say, Not now, maybe later? How can you take that chance, knowing that I may never come again? First Kiss by Ashley I climbed up the door and opened the stairs, Said my pyjamas and put on my prayers, Then I turned off the bed and crawled into the light, All becuz you kissed me goodnight! Next morning I woke up and scrambled my shoes, Picked up my eggs and toasted the news, I couldn't tell my left from right, All becuz you kissed me goodnight! That evening at last I felt normal again, So I picked up my mother and called the phone, I spoke to the puppy and threw Dad a bone, Even at midnight the sun was still bright, All becuz you kissed me goodnight! (Great poem! - RS) What Right Have You? by Craig Arden No one has the right to criticise The emotion on the page of Where The creation occurred And where The heart and soul poured No one has the right to pick To pieces the creations of sound That Came from the heart And that Was merely emotion to begin You don't have the right to make Judgement if art is worthy You Make no effort to appreciate And you Make no attempt to create I have the right to beget without The painful comments that You Feel you must destroy with And you Say when not asked to give Almost Three Years by Reem Hachache I look at you and think of how you have affected me and I always stop to think of how you came to be, I love the way you entertain me by singing to me non-stop and every second that we are away from each other I feel like I'd pop, and there are some days when you cry and you make me feel like I am going to die, I love it when your smile brightens up my day all I have is my love to you to pay, and my heart is enough because it contains out almost three years every time I think of you, you take away my tears, you deserve a million times of what I have to give you are like my energy and oxygen, you are all I need to live, I hope you will be in my life forever more then I can not ask for anything more to adore Touched By Flattery by Craig Arden Touched by flattery Blinded by compliments Shouldn't have been too happy Always someone to drag me back down Resort to past mistakes Repetition of repetition Touched by flattery Felt I had meaning But shouldn't have been too happy Only built myself up To be destroyed Once again Will it end? Touched by flattery Thought it's what I wanted Believed that by moving And affecting I would have been happy I lied to myself Now I'm one step further back Touched my flattery And only a touch it was Last for a moment And now I've got a bigger mountain to climb Goodbye by Nicole It is time for me to go My true feelings show The fun and good times never ended Though fantasy and real had finally blended It is time to go and say goodbye Everything here I must let lie Rediscover the things I have lost My friends you I will have lost But I guess that must be the cost The reason why I leave if still unclear Lies within the big, big world out there Goodbye to you comes now my dears Time to put this place back on the shelf What I really need to rediscover is just myself. Enough by Kelly Don't tell me you're cold Until you don't have a roof over your head Don't tell me you're lonely Until everyone you love is dead Don't tell me you're hungry Until you've had nothing to eat for days Don't tell me you need money Until no one else pays Don't tell me you've had a hard life Until every day is a nightmare Don't tell me you're tired Until the ground is the only bed there Search for some hidden happiness Instead of dwelling in sorrow Don't take your life for granted Just because you know you'll have it tomorrow My Kind of Sky by Samantha C. My kind of sky is filled with joy, love, peace and power. No smog-filled air will do for me, I prefer the crisp white clouds. Birds roam free, and airplanes, what are those? People won't be able to pass through the air, but through the grass. Wouldn't life be better, if planes were not created? No terrorist of yours will crash into my towers. If only my kind of sky was yours too. One Day by Jolene Gillespie one day before too long it will all be the same because I know that whatever happens nothing will change I call your name when I need you and you're always there but a voice keeps asking, do you really care? the sun that shines upon us now reminds me of those times so long ago when everything just seem so perfect and right there's something I gotta let you know Finding Myself by Nicki It seems like it's taken forever So many bad things With so few good to look at I wish it would have been a lot easier But it was all worth it It's hard at first not knowing what could come Changing all the time to take others happy Not knowing how to act But then it just happened One day I woke up and everything felt different I realized I have found myself After all those roads that I chose to take And all the ones I decided not to Now I realize nothing matter People are really judgmental It doesn't matter what they say now I can't make everyone in the world happy Sometimes I have to make myself happy first I have to do things for me Not care what other people think So few people in this world do that, That's why I have to work hard and do it Maybe I can make a difference in my life and in someone else's life Label Me by Kelly I am me I don't need Anyone to tell me Who I am I am me That is all I don't need and I don't want A label I am me I am strong Strong enough to be Who I am I am me I don't have I never will have A label I am me That's all I want You can't tell me Who I am I am me If you need To label me as something Label me As me Hate by Nicki When I look into your eyes I see coldness A shiver goes through my body. When I look into your eyes I fell as if all the pain you've had Somehow goes to my heart. When I look into your eyes I feel the hurt This sadness settles in like nothing before When I look into your eyes I wish it just began This way you can tell other people When I look into your eyes I know it's true You are hiding it form everyone When I look into your eyes Sometimes I wished I hadn't Now your hate has affected me too! Look by Ashley Please don't judge me by my face, by my religion or my race. Please don't laugh at what I wear, or how I look or do my hair. Please look a little deeper, way down deep inside. And although you may not see it I have a lot to hide. Behind my clothes the secrets lie, behind my smile, I softly cry. Please look a little deeper and maybe you will see The lonely little girl, that lives inside of me. Please listen carefully to her, she'll show that she is insecure Please try to be a friend to her, and show her that you care. Please just get to know her, and maybe you will see. That if you just look deep enough, you'll find the real me. The Good Guy? by Lara I like this guy more then the world would ever mean to me until I found out who he really is... One crazy night when all if my friends were talking, I brought up his name and how much I liked him, They all hesitated and looked at me if I was some kind of joke! One of my friends spoke up, He's a stoner, he's a cheater he's a player, He smoked 4 grands of pot and 6 grands of weed, He almost died, and no one really knows. But when I heard the word stoner... I could not see I could not breath, I was scared and depressed, I said to myself later on that night as I cried, I thought he was the good guy!!! Fight by Ashley "It's gonna be alright." Minutes after the big fight I realized it wasn't right. I heard the yelling in my head, But all I saw was a sea of red. Then that night I lay awake in bed, And reviewed all the mean things that I had said. Then the intense red calmed to a blue And I knew the things I had to do. I shouldn't have said the things I did, I was just being a stupid kid. I'm glad that you understood, Because I didn't think that you would. I'd had a bad day and I thought that you knew, Either way I shouldn't have taken it out on you. Now the blue faded to a white, And I smiled knowing everything would be all right. Strange Sonnet by Sian Princesses wait in marble towers, But I make do, Everyone needs a place to hide, Platform's empty, last train's gone, I don't know why I'm waiting, Bare trees beckon against the horizon, And darkness always defeats the dying sun, Everything is an illusion, The mirror on the wall, That silver eye, Keeps no secrets, tells no lies, But it's from me I always hide I am my own shadow, Kid, this ain't no fairy tale. Trumpetsong by Colette Sensier He used to play the trumpet; humanity contained in the golden notes that sounded past her head as she pictured wedding bells, wooden cribs, twin headstones in the grass. And they waltzed in her mother's kitchen his arms holding her. Whispered minims in his breath tangled crotchets in her hair. She thought they might put him in a unit band with a drummer and fiddler. But it seemed that didn't happen anymore. So she sent Knitted khaki socks, not knowing he was jitterbugging at Dunkirk. A bullet through his stomach, limbs convulsed. She got the telegram at dusk, and lay in her silent bed, unmoving. She never heard the rhythm of the night. China Dolls by Sian She sits alone in the silence, Porcelain ladies dance an unknown tune, Ironing away the creases in her life, Concealed by a white steam plume. A plastic tree, to match plastic smiles, A missing aunt, his missing child, Some careless hand has knocked us off our shelves, And still we're watched by painted eyes. Memories; the things left behind, Like relics in some unholy shrine, Simple things, that show another time, Different ghosts for each man's unique sight. She sits alone in the silence, Women caught in eternal still, Silk skirts torn, long night ending, Knowing there'll be no dawn. The First by Amanda Hein The first pass by The first glance The first warm feeling inside you. The first conversation The first laugh The first goodbye The first phone call The first date The first hug The first kiss The first tingly warm feeling The first I love you The first jealous feeling The first fight The first make up. The first words of (I DO) The first wedding The first honeymoon The first child The first family vacation, The first 40th birthday party, The first (honey I feel old) conversation. The first college going away party The first 60th birthday The first hospital visit The first serious medicine take The first wheel chair. The first surgery, The first goodbye prayer. The first death conversation The first "Hello, I love you" and the last good bye. When I'm With You by Brian Ziel Flower petals & moon beams Steady hearts & long dreams Walks in the rain wash our pain Stars in the night give us light Sunset creeps over the mountain peeks You're here with me, how better could it be? The sky's purple haze As we sit and gaze No more reasons to cry - I lost all feelings to die You gave me hope when I thought there was no more rope Never better days, I want no other way Hints of forever keep us together Deep in your eyes, is where my heart lies.... My Own Memories by Joanne McNab I can remember a mind free of cluster and ache, mindless innocence, unknown to hate. Fearless troubles, that danced away, eyes of pure sight, not blurred by yesterday. Tears left as imprints on my cheek, not stained on my heart, nor heavy to leak. I can remember a mind devoid of anticipation and worry, time a stairway not a wall, skipped upon, never hurried. A rainy day, a mermaid's ocean the brilliant night, a witches potion. Honest compassion, free of pride, mountains were my father, a tree, a slide. I can remember a life so un-tampered and new, a quiet freedom, the broken wing's envy, so forgotten but true. Knitting by Khalid Braonán Patient is her knitting, Patient as the sky. Forever is she sitting, With thread upon her thigh. Always is she smiling, Always is she there. Smiling, sitting, smiling, In knitting's gentle care. Swift is her hand, Swift as the other. Taking up a strand, Taking up another. Weaving in and out, Weaving together. Patient strings spout Love entwined heather. Warm are her eyes. Warm will be her gift. Yarn says its goodbyes, With patience being swift. How To Thank My Teacher by Lucy Brooks (for my History teacher) I searched in every shop, but I could not find the gift. I wrote you a letter but my words were short and struggled with their subject I just want you to know, despite all of this I hope I have paid my thanks to you. When I thought 'it's too hard' and laboured over each thought but tried my best, that was for you, to say thank you to you. When I put up my hand when no one else did, that was for you, to say thank you to you. When I found that book that you had not read and told you all about it that was for you, to say thank you to you. I cannot give you this poem but still I want you to know that what you taught me has made me sing and dance inside. And that is how I shall forever thank you. If I Give You my Heart by Brian Ziel If I jump and take this fall for you Will you be there to catch me ? I'm walking closer to the edge now Will you be there to push me? Is it safe to say "I Love You" Or will my words travel off Into a meaningless distance? If I show you my heart Will you understand? Will you look beyond the scars Left from the past? If I give it my all Will you give yours back? If I give you my heart Will you paint it with all your love...? Perfection by Joanne McNab Slowly sliding down my skin, Past my opened lips, awed. Sweet emotion filling the corners. Tasting the greatness. Happiness glistening in dew drops. I can taste all I ever wanted and needed. Did I survive in that desert without you? Overwhelming happiness desired and fulfilled. Pain parting through the air, As you hands take my shoulders, Softly breaking that wilful spell. Pulling my weak body upon yours, My chest on yours. Hearing perfect heartbeats. More sweetness staining my cheek, Sweet sweetness born from bliss All I can say, Elbows weak, This is perfection. Perfection so sweet. Behind a Rocking Chair by Sara Rubio I am from behind a maroon rocking chair where I used to hide. From sunflowers and veggies. I am from spicy homemade tamales. From all you can think Mexican rice and frijoles. I am from the street Woodlark. From the red wrapping paper of Christmas. I am from the egg shells of Easter. From the non-healthy candy of Halloween. I am from the rainbow colored piñata for a birthday party. From the black hard dirt under the rocks. I am from behind a rocking chair. The Dream Cinquain by Dawn Sleeping So wonderful Then suddenly… darkness The only way to get out is to WAKE UP!! Love Is … by Nicole Anne Braganza Love is in the hour of defeat and in the Cry of a soldier, lost in battle. Love is in poverty, it is in the pale Realization of losing a life. Love is in falling into the grips Of self-destruction... ...Then rescued in your arms. Love is where two heartbeats - Become One. Lest We Forget by Nathan Fetchko November 3, 2002 Rivers of blood, filled with innocent souls No food on our plates or cereal in our bowls. We fight for freedom, lives lost every day The battlefield painted red, with skies listless and grey. I watched the pain and suffering from a war beaten man He was five foot four with a charcoal tan. He cried out, "Please save me, for the love of God" My neck was weak but I was able to nod. When I picked him up, his whole body felt cold I looked at his face and could tell he was old. Tattered and beaten he gave me a smile I pointed at a sign that read "Hospital - one mile". He looked in my eyes, as a tear rolled down his cheek For his chance of survival seemed so very bleak. As he lay in my arms this man I'd just met Picked a poppy from the ground and said, "Lest we forget" Creak Creaking by Khalid Braonán Creak went the chain on the patio swing When I sat there to read in the eve of spring. Creaking was that seat in which I'm staring At the playground children uncaring. Creak went the swaying chair to and fro When I indulged in authors of long ago. Creaking bid me read with sound, Masking its noise with noise more renowned. Creak it did still, loud as before Though I read, and read, and read galore. Creaking ever on, could it be speaking? Crying of anguish my weight is wreaking. Creak it continued, I tried to ignore. But it wouldn't discontinue its weeping roar Creaking ceased when I sat on the floor. It smiled to know it was free once more. Two girls by Cassandra Melanson She stands in a field full of butterflies, I stand in a field full of fire and pain. She says and does what her wealthy parents say and do I do what my awful parents say and do. When we met each other we never knew That one prefect girl and one non-prefect girl Could have the same issues. Those issues were cutting. We shared our feelings by cutting ourselves. Than one day we went our separate ways, She became popular, I became a druggie. That day forward I viewed her differently She acted all happy on the outside But inside she was hurt and in a lot of pain. When I went home and looked in my broken mirror Those two girls Were me! Why Me by Elizabeth I wish to help one person I hope to be a star I think I know what I'm doing So why is life so hard? I need to talk with friends I feel that I am weird I am pretty sure I'm a good person So why am I scorned upon? I dream to sail the sea I hope to explore the stars I am determined to see a volcano So why am I not far? I am living a good life I have a family I do a lot of activities So why am not free? Balloon Toes by Rosemary Liu If I had toes that could change into balloons, I would float in the sky upside down, to where flying pigs wash dishes with milk chocolate syrup and where little green men that live in pink seashells make clouds out of frosted marshmallows. I would ask for a snack and a little saucer of milk so that all the Bingo-loving trolls, itsy-bitsy elephants, and window washing monkeys who live in my stomach will all be happy during the trip back home over the dancing rainbow Just A Day by Tara Brown Just think. Put down your oversized coffee And slump down your chair. Turn off that raggedy TV And let down your hair. Forget about all the forget-me-nots, Worry not about the deadlines Because this day, This ordinary day, Is about to just melt away with a sigh. So sigh like there is no tomorrow, And realise that during today, Your mind went into hyperdrive and you just lost yourself along the way. And as you wake up to your tomorrow, Realise there's no today It's just your life that needs to be taken care of And I'm sure you'll be OK. Silence by LadyLaura020 Can you not hear it? Can you not feel it? Can you not taste it? Silence. All I yearn is more of it. All I beseech is to elude it. Even I am not au fait with it. But somewhere in my clichéd mentality lies a riposte. Silence… silence… silence… A noxious clandestine veils in its depths. I wonder… if I can really hear the wonders of the universe by just…contemplating. Silence is a revelation afar from my mind's eye no one can comprehend. Being Scared by Kelly Why am I so scared why am I afraid of the bully that walks passes me everyday. He lives across my street and I watch through my window to see if the coast is clear because I am so scared to go outside and play. When he sees me he first starts to push then shove then he gives me a hard punch right in the lungs. My heart beats fast, faster than ever before and when I go home I tell Mum that I ran into the door. Why is my life so hard to live? All I want to do is give. My Grandpa by Emily Stacey You would always see Grandpa on a Sunday afternoon, With his ready-salted crisps and his glasses on the end of his nose. His eyes would sweep across the page of his faithful newspaper on his lap And the television switched onto the golf channel. Grandpa loves golf, He plays rain or shine, Hail or snow. If you look at him, he doesn't look like a golfer. Too smart, too formal. But under the surly disguise is a soft and gentle personality. My Grandpa, My Grandpa, I can't think of another word to describe him. Just Grandpa. Sheep In My Bedroom by Carl Griffin I awoke one morning To see nothing but sheep They were everywhere Even on my bed I was trapped in my bedroom They just wouldn't move That night I slept With sheep on my head Confusion by Kasper and Emil I feel happy because the sun is shining I feel sad because it will rain tomorrow Sometimes the sun is shining while it rains Then I get confused…. And fall in love Goodbye by Leslie Hagood I love him at times and hate him at others. If he marries her, then I'll have two mothers. He left us when we were very small, and rarely does he think to call. I know I'll love him, now and forever, sometimes it feels like I won't however. Sometimes I cry and I wonder why. I'm going to say something I need to add, something I never got to say, Goodbye, Dad. Why I Went Insane by Carl Griffin When I was a boy I dreamed of fame Which was probably why I went insane When I got in trouble Out came the cane Which was probably why I went insane When someone erred I got the blame Which was probably why I went insane When I tried and tried Failure came Which was probably why I went insane Magic Brown Eyes by Maria Looking at me across the room magic brown eyes a silent moment in life time stops loving and looking our hearts beat together. Aged Flower by Khalid Braonán The purchased jasmine shrivels not in vain. A smell is peddled by the jasmine name. A scent of a smile, a wisp of delight, A mist of perfume, from a token of white. The flower whose smell surpasses its sight - Goods to be sold for dinner each night. Pure and pristine, luscious and light, Growth has one end - wither and die. Time claims the fairness Sold from her basket on shrivelled thigh. Behind the Veil by Nicole Braganza Behind the veil, I felt Cloistered, in a strange land Choked in my overpowering fear Of being dominated, by man Those women across the border Protest, "Freedom is our birth right" Yet we have never known liberty Each day is like the darkest night Still, I am blessed with power And with iron will I take The challenge, to fight for women, A difference, I will make I will teach my children, To struggle on the narrow path, It will bring us righteousness, And goodwill, in our hearts Behind the veil, betrayed Of an identity of our own The world looms, large and evil Here we stand alone Letting Go... by Sadz The room was of unhealthy white, Though eyes shut it would not dim, He had no resistance to the light, The light which called to him. I watched him fight to stay alive, Refusing to give in. All knew that he could not survive, Cruel fate, he could not win. My hand held his, His eyes held mine. Eternity, some kind of bliss, Last minutes slow but fine. Past moments had come to mind, What future would have been, Things we'd yet to seek & find, And places to be seen. The end was near and all could see, The pain he could not hide. The last time he would reach to me, Then closed his eyes & sighed. I watched his eyes, his lips, his lie But nothing hid the woe He was to be up in the sky, I had to let him go. Untitled by Khalid Braonán War always ends in cat's eye. Revenge - a Chinese Finger Trap. And conscience tortures each breath. Battles always deny Victory for the victor, For battlefields strewn with death. Survivors scarred by memory. Film reels only end To be rewound again. Quarrel not quarrels unneeded. Keep fingers free to play, Keep conscience at bay. Desi Girl by Nicole Braganza The curtains were closed before her eyes Education was a dream Her future was dead, as she saw it "You ignoramus", her mind would scream Bitterness, laced her every thought Her prospects were so bleak For an Indian girl, at the age of sixteen Must sit alone, humble and meek "School" was that happy place in her heart A place that she never saw She was silenced, when she questioned her freedom She was always begging at their door A month later, she was engaged Her parents said "We must hurry, It is the time, sixteen years She must have a groom to marry." In the remote heart of an Indian village You will hear a distant cry Where in the web of custom Our women are known to die! When Will You Come Home Today? by Sadz When will you come home today? Early, late, on time? The hours pass without delay & soon the clock will chime This time of day I always wait Although sometimes in vain I listen for the click of gate But all I hear is rain When will you come home today? What's keeping you so long? I wonder if you're on your way I hope that I'm not wrong You come in for my wheres & whats But you never come home late it's just because I miss you lots It seems I have to wait Let Her Sleep by Sadz The world holds wonders in her eyes She never knows to love or despise Her golden head of silky hair Her clothes are new, no wear or tear Her smallest finger and her nail The fact that she won't cry or wail The softness of her peach-like skin No beauty against could ever win Her lashes curled on her closed lid One day she'll grow to be a kid But for now, her youth will keep I lay her down, to let her sleep Since When Did Poems Have To Rhyme? by Joe Lloyd Since when did poem have to rhyme? It's effective, yeah, but it takes so much time! I'd prefer a monologue or a dictation. Poems are for feelings to be shared. Rhyming doesn't come into it. Stop Rhyming! Don't be scared. Anoche by Khalid Braonán Shadows pass in cycles, Shadows never die. They only await the day When days stop passing by And they are left to flirt with stars Awaiting in the sky Departing with no need To ever say goodbye. Bullied by a Baboon by Joe Lloyd Oy, You! My left ear caught the ball but fumbled and dropped it It felt like a washing machine was delivered to my brain I signed for it but the spinning wouldn't stop one bit. You 'eard! My mouth wanted to say, "considering where you hit me, I think not." But my brain knew suicide when it heard one And soon my mouth was put to a stop. Wot U lookin' at!? A buffoon, an idiot, a bear, a baboon My brain was engaged My mouth shut up soon. You need a punch! Says who, you? You can't be a fascist too You're too stupid, too dumb and as for that fat, hairy... Plum eyed from the thump Tears came creeping How does he rest at night? 'Cos he sure can't be sleeping. Sorry by Leeann Hannum I'm sorry for throwing the pie in your face But it was so sticky and smushy and I couldn't resist. Poetry by Boogie poetry is you and me it's a thing that lets you be free and whatever you want to be whether it's in the sky or under the sea poetry is you and me we were born with it we live with it and we will die with it poetry will walk me to the store and poetry will wait at my front door it will be your best friend and poetry has no end and it is our closest of kin so let it be known that poetry started us and will always go on Autumn by Naveen Golden crusty leaves Falling off our trees Floating like a feather Showing the change of weather While badgers hibernate Squirrels not too late, Storing nuts for winter season They are out for this reason Cold and gentle breeze Tickling frosted leaves That wiggle off our trees And float beneath our knees, Dare to go out on a forest walk, Don't stay until it's dark For crunching leaves under your feet Wake the ghost you better fleet. Haikus by Tessa Braun THE PLAYGROUND Going down the slide Swinging on the monkey bars Playing in the sand. FIRST DAY AT SCHOOL Frightened and nervous People staring right at me Even scared to talk WORKING MUM Working really hard Cleaning up the house and yard I love my dear mum IN THE CEMETERY Quiet and spooky Walking through the cemetery Darkness surrounds the graves SAVE IT FOR THE KIDS Priceless treasures Beloved things to the kids Money and riches Why Didn't I Say Hi by Pam Wevers When I'm sitting on my porch I always see you passing by. But I never even say hi. I mean, after all, you're just another guy. So why am I always so shy? I have no problem with saying hi to all the other guys. All I do when you pass by is sigh. Then I wish I would have said hi. It's been months now and still I only sigh when you pass by. I always think about you and your beautiful brown eyes. I think I have fallen in love with you and I don't know why. I can't deny it any longer I have fallen in love with you. I just hope you feel the same way too. Today is the day, I say to myself the day I will finally say hi. I waited and waited for him to pass by. But there was no sign of that oh so cute guy. I found out later that day why that guy didn't pass by. He had moved. Now I will always wonder what would of happened with me and that guy if I would have just said hi. why oh why didn't I just say hi? I LIKE POEMS by Tess I like poems How my FEELINGS FLOW and the WRITING RHYMES, My EMOTIONS ECHO and the TWISTING TIMES. About HATES and HAPPINESS and LASTING LOVE, About DEVILISH DANGERS and ANGELS ABOVE. POETIC POEMS and ALPHABET ALLITERATIONS, DREAMY DOMAINS and LUSCIOUS LOCATIONS. Of TALL TALES about DANGEROUS DRAGONS, And KNIGHTLY KINGS drinking FULL FLAGONS. I like poems. Childish Skin by Lucy Brooks Tiny bottle, Tiny smash, Tiny fragments of crystal glass. One piece chosen, Clutched so tightly, Brought to arm, Pierced so slowly. Through that childish, Protected skin And gently in And gently in. Run along That racing track Through that childish, Protected skin. The chosen one Slowly withdraws Leaving her mark In that childish skin. Maybe now, The eye can see What that childish skin conceals. Maybe that tiny racing track, Is a way to see inside the soul, Into that craving, empty hole. But maybe not Because once again That tiny bottle, With its tiny smash, And tiny fragments of crystal glass Must run along that racing track So slowly in, So slowly in, Through that childish protected skin. Missing You by Mandi Glover The look you used to give The touch I used to feel Are all the things I am missing Missing you You used to say I love you Now you turn and walk away Are all the things I am missing Missing you The arms you used to hold me Are now gone forever Are all the things I am missing Missing you The lips I used to kiss Forever not there Are all the things I am missing Missing you The look I used to get From your gorgeous eyes Are all the things I am missing Missing you Ways you made me feel Things you used to say Are all the things I am missing Missing you The thought of never ending Of you always there Are all the things I am missing Missing you If all the things I am missing Are really not there Then why are all the things I am missing Missing you Dear God, I Must Forget by Katie Ford Please help me forget forget the darkness of the waves as I hung from the rope facing the end of my days Please help me forget forget the fear in my chest the filthy smell of the shed where my eyes closed to rest please, I must forget how my friends would have wept when I was taken by the waves but his shadow finally slept Oh God let me forget that so everlasting pain he strangled me for years but finally fell to the strain Dear God, I must forget the coarse texture of my death where I drown under the waves choking on my final breath. Life by Faye Allen well life is here and so am I I guess that I may as well try to get along with life as we sort of rely on each other or I rely on it for if I was to go I wonder if the stars would know If I had gone would life go? just for me, I wouldn't know That's quite frightening really A Boy Called Out to a Unicorn by Lucy Brooks A boy called out to a unicorn That stood only steps away. The unicorn beckoned him forward But the boy saw only the forest And could not find the way to go. So the unicorn went to him. China Blue by Marlene von Lintzer Ever wonder how unfair, loveliness? Camus did and called it beauty, named eternity under the guise of guilt and sadness. Come darling, we may dance now under china blue fields of sky and daring. It is Spring and time for flowers. Ah, how much the artist is responsible for the languishing shades of Indian pheasants and bluish brush, all the flowers we trampled upon as I caught up to you and was merely pushed further away. China blue is all that love can hold when your eyes remind of memory and all which can fade has. Return to what was never existent. That is all that you may return to and hold that china blue in air and sea and as Auden laughed about moon and sun come stay we may dance because that is what remains to me. Ah, in case there had been more. Camus was right about the non-existence of light because happiness is you far enough from me to see and close enough to read into thought and verse remember -I shall I Had a Friend by Lucy Brooks Until two days ago, I had a friend. Two days ago, We did not argue or Snipe or snap, we just - Found nothing to say. I opened to her My inner most thoughts but they were - Lost on her. The words we chose no longer Met our rhythm Jolted. I found her to judge. And she Ground on me. I had a friend for eleven years But our friendship has faded Interesting by Brodie and Jacob Robins whistle and chirp To the sound Of the wind In This Moment by Nicole Anne Braganza In this moment of time, A strange sensation powers me My feelings bottled up inside I struggle within to be free The battle is my own I fight it every day I yearn to be part of the crowd I long to run into the fray In this moment of time I need a listening ear Each hour filled with worry and doubt My days so filled with fear I will one day find strength through difficulty That in this moment seems a horrid crime These wounds caused by my dire loneliness Will heal one day, yes they will heal, in time A Special Gift of Love by Nicole Anne Braganza In the eyes of a child I see a glint of love A special gift to share A gift from up above Innocent and gentle He radiates a smile He came to show us prayer That makes each day worthwhile I don't live to earn my daily bread I don't live to conquer it all I live knowing that someone cares That there's someone to hold me before I fall An angel to take me under his wing A God to look up to each night A saviour to show me the narrow path That will lead me into His light In the eyes of a child I see a most precious friend I see a forgiving father To love me till my end Melt by Suzanne Red, yellow, green, or blue, Purple, orange or white, Popsicles for me and you, Fill summer with delight. Nice and cold, plenty sweet, But sticky I must say. Hurry up when you eat Or it'll melt away. Starman by Kayleigh Hazell It was a lifetime ago that I travelled far from the stars to live and die in this place. I watched, I listened to the humans of the world as they tried to win their race. They have their words of hate, their toys of war and stab their brothers in the back. They have hatred and cruelty for those who dream and live outside of the pack. I walk freely every day amongst them matching them in the physical and my being. But they only use a fraction of their senses, whilst I am the one who is all seeing. A world of petty jealousies, hatred and knowledge is the hell that they have made. They were born in a primeval swamp, perhaps that's where they should have stayed. Fear of looking to the stars for answers, and placing faith in a number of Gods. I have broken bread on billions of worlds, children, just look at the odds. The ones who speak are heretic, those who think are banished to the cold. Some say youth is wasted on the young, well intelligence is wasted on the old. Grains of sand on a beach fighting as to who owns all of their world and sky. When will you gain knowledge of self, how many dreams and ideas are to die? I have seen enough of the futility, I wish no longer to see you play your silly games. I will now outstretch my hand to the heavens and return to whence I came. Rollerblade by Silver Fly by sky topple dopple head over heels trip on my wheels falling dropping roll, the toll of foolishness stupidness pow! ow! hit the ground dirt all around surround by sound of shock mock myself pick thyself up never give up refresh in the shade, try again... let's rollerblade! If by Jolene Gillespie If the world was a better place Would we be here? If this place wasn't far from here Would we be there? Will we be strangers when we meet again Or will you remember me? "I Dunno" by Sam Every single time I ask you a question, About school or play or love, Every time you answer me in exactly the same way, With a simple, "I dunno". Like the time I asked you out, And you just shrugged and said your famous words, "I dunno". I suppose we were only six. Sometimes I Want to Cry by Lauren Every now and then I really need to laugh I even, sometimes, giggle when I'm lying in the bath If I laughed when someone fell, it wouldn't be the first And there's times when I laugh so much I think I'm gonna burst But… Sometimes I lay in bed and cry myself to sleep Sometimes I think of things that always make me weep Sometimes I hear things that make me want to cry Sometimes I really feel that I just want to die And when I hear my parents fight, I really wanna scream I wish that I could wake up, that it was all just a dream And when my father hits me, I daren't put up a fight Now I'm just sitting waiting, hoping my mum's alright Sometimes I want to cry But right now I want to die Alone in the Twilight by Katie Ford I look upon the world like my own stone gargoyle the ugliness on the outside presenting itself to the land, making it less of a being. In the summer it often greys under the dazed sunlight but glows almost modestly beside the moonlit grass in the cool evening twilight. The winter days will force dry thorns binding me in a savage and unbreakable cage that the delicate autumn leaves fail to press through age. One night I shall break free inside the tortured stone a new face will arise like that misjudged moon and tear through the dry thorns. A Love Affair Between My Arms and the Horizon by Lucy Brooks My fingers tentatively, Barely touching, Meet your great expanse. My hands trace Your great body, hungry, Desperate to absorb you To feel your entirety. My arms, they glide out. A parallel unison. You fill me Touching, touching, touching My entire expanse. My arms have become you. Together we caress the world. Mystical Memoir by Tony Ridley Autumn is the time of awe to commence, Multi -coloured leaves soak the dismal ground with every colour of the rainbow. Wind crawls everywhere, Filling me with multiplying thrills of joy and happiness. Autumn is my Mystical Memoir. Winter, The frozen air, pins dark melancholy leaves to the breakable floor of smothered slippery, cold ice. When darkness falls, the highlighted moon shines brightly like the blazing beams from beacons, Provoking the glistening beauty of my Mystical Memoir. Spring enrols an enthusiastic tone of brilliance. Every animal is engulfed with warmth provoked by the heated sun, Which brings life to my Mystical Memoir. Summer conveys the domination that the sun has over us, As we are blinded by the magnificent fiery rays of power. The candle lit sky is a coruscating image of fire. Heat scatters rapidly as the days vanish swiftly. All the seasons fill me with numinous wonder as they gave life to my Mystical Memoir. It's Gone by Lisa Gratton It's gone, It's disappeared, It's gone, And gone again. One minute it was there, Then it wasn't. It was sailing along, Then gone. It was flying around, Then gone. It was cycling about, Then gone. It was walking slowly, Then gone. it was jumping high, Then gone. It was skipping merrily, Then gone. It's gone, It's gone, It's disappeared, And gone again. Number 8 by Lucy Brooks number 8 was travelling on bus 45 sitting in row 3 number 8 now lies in a row of 12 below a row of 11 the 5th to be brought out 34 of 41 killed in the last 4 months the funeral tomorrow will be number 3 number 8 is 14 with a mother who is 40 a father who is 38 2 younger sisters they are 12 and 8 and an older brother who is 17 there are 12 close members in the family who will cry at the funeral tomorrow there are 28 students in number 8's class at school there are 800 in the whole school they will cry too as will the teachers of which there are 40 a boyfriend of 16 was going to buy 15 roses in 2 weeks for number 8's birthday number 8 also had a name some subjects were found difficult there were small things that were loved and secrets closely guarded plans and wishes had been made and thoughts that caused so much laughter, breath could not be drawn suffering was felt as were moments of infinite joy though this will not be known. for news item 2 has finished. 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