Here are a few poem from a couple of our very talented students. Enjoy and encourage others to read and write this summer!
Poison
You take a sip of liquid that seems to be clear
Knowing not what is to happen, you began to fear
You pace around the room, legs moving fast
Waiting frantically as the minutes begin to pass
The clock is loud while singing its song
Tik-Tok, Tik-Tok how long will this go on
You prepare yourself for the worst, maybe even death
Why did you take the drink, here comes your last breath
You slow down your pacing and begin to feel sick
Dread builds in your stomach, and the same bottle you pick
You search around for a label as the feeling gets hotter
Than you notice one word that changes it all, WATER
You think to yourself oh my goodness I thought I was dead
Turned out these thoughts of death and poison were all in my head
-Samantha Short
3.
Don’t grow up too fast they say
I don’t think they realize we can’t control time
We don’t want to grow up we want to stay
Eventually we’ll say our days for a dime
But for now we wanna swim
This is the summer for us
Can’t we just stay and the game we’ll win?
Let’s just hope it’s not a bust
Enjoy your days in school
Hug your family and friends they won’t always be there
Long days lead to nights in the pool
These are the days we’ll remember i swear
Don’t grow up to fast
Or your spend the rest of the days in the past
- McKenna Mathews
Stuck in a bottle
I wake up and im trapped
I can see me in the walls
Among that I see hands
Two, small like a dolls
Past each finger I can see grass and I see trees
I must be outside but I don't feel a breeze
I place a hand on the wall and it touches back
I begin to get frightened as I here a loud crack
The human jumps and I begin to fall
I squeal in terror and I lose it all
The second my walls hit the ground
I spread my wings and try to get around
Through the glass and out of sight
I fly faster than the fastest butterfly
-Samantha Short
1.
The broken toy in the hall
An ancient cat
A young girls abandoned doll.
Now they fly or fall
Their sons busted bat
Once a shattered mirror laid in the hall
The kids argued a lot in all
He hasn’t played baseball since grade school
Never does the girl think of her old doll
The children are no longer small
No more needing to be babysat
Pictures of the kids growing up line the hall
Now mom and dad sit around and wait for them to call
They grew up, life just works like that
Mother keeps the sentimental doll
Their off at college having a ball
Maybe the parents should adopt a new cat
Soon new babies face will be in frames in the hall
then there will be a new doll
-McKenna Mathews