Quiet and still,
gazing down the slopes—
only blinking when necessary.
Vision flickers from one tree to the next.
Each never ending from top to bottom.
Taking in the large distance
between the...
Lockers Slam
Book Bags Zip
Clumsy chatter fills the Hall
Dry Erase Markers Squeak
“Good Afternoon Class”
Binders Open, Pages Turn
“Did you Do the Homework?”
Bam, Bam, Pow
Screams...
This inspiring poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, (1807 - 1882) was first published in 1838. It uses an ABAB rhyming pattern. Longfellow explained the poems purpose as "a transcript of my thoughts and...
Rachel Red, Contributing Writer
• November 19, 2017
One morning as tear gas ghosts waft from sobbing streets,
A little boy huddles inside a car.
The left door is missing. The boy remembers
Metal shrieking the previous night, and
Flares and flashlight...
Bugg Davis, Contributing Writer
• November 17, 2017
Close the dike for the day
And go fly a kite, but watch out,
Ellen will kick you
And the birds will lick you [cute].
Get ten cakes while you’re out,
Eat them all in one day
See a magic show- it’s...
I face outside
through the grimy windows
and wash away flakes of
food from the bowl –
The sun shines onto the silver of the faucet,
reflecting back light of the sun
straight...
When will I get to work?
When will it all comes w/ ease?
Can you be both passive and active?
Will I regret all the times I've popped my bones?
Will I ever be able to walk passed a group of black...
"The Road Less Traveled" by Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it...
My head throbs as I wipe away my tears
Those restless words just echoing in my head
As I fall to my knees I wonder why I am here
And this pain I feel, because of something I never said
How...
There's this great big wall Made of farmer's bricks.
And it's thousands of miles long- but I could walk the whole thing, if it meant I could drink hot tea with those two everyday.
There's this great...
passing away
what do you get out of it?
when will I get out of it?
a foot sinking into the ground
a sock soaked w/ water
the green towel drys off liquid
needles
it molds...