tayler prd 8

For one to live is for one to die
So go ahead and fly to the sky
All sins are forgiven all prayers are heard
So go ahead and spread your wings like a bird

Watch over us as we did for you
We know you love us because we love you too
Forgive and forget that’s god motto right
So go now and enjoy tour flight

As you rose up as you flew
We thought to ourselves we will never forgive you
Your one with our souls your one with our hearts
We love you forever and we will never break apart

For days to come and lives to enter
We may not met in the beginning
But always in the after

The way I came I went the same
I don’t know anything but the pain
The angles wings tells me a story ,
Of what heaven is like

The night time winds make the gates clash
Running through the clouds,
I see wild white wings flapping about

Do not doubt it and or discard it
If being prejudged,
Will have an effect again and after

God loves all even when you don’t love him

Molly Period 6

In this deadly forest of dreams
All is not as it seems.
And as you fight to stay alive
The chances grow you won't survive.

The howling wind, it may deceive
But you'll be fine since you believe
And as this day strays into night
You may be forced to fight.

Many sway against the Fey
They are not all wisdom and grace.
For you are like their easy prey
As is all the human race.

Silent snow falls in this storm
It falls as the tears on your face.
And as the Fey begin to pace,
You try to stay warm.

Crash! As the trees begin to fall
This storm is no longer silent.
You will have to fight them all
As your task has now become violent.

Fight like a lion you may
But it will do you no good.
For this task is given by the Fey
Most would run, if they could

All of this, just for a wish
A wish, yor greatest desire
A wish is foolish,
But enough to enspire.

And in this deadly forest of dreams
All is not as it seems.
And though you fought to stay alive,
You did not survive.

Maria

A Year Later

You told a lie that I will never forget
What's said can't change, but I regret we met
Smile with your white teeth like it was no big deal
A year not talking, you don't know how I feel

You stole my life like stealing candy from a child
You had my heart racing like a zebra in the wild
I felt broken, at the same time I thought there was hope
A year later and I'm finally starting to cope

Life started changing as the months by
The sorrow was beginning to die
 More to life than just thinking of you
I found out I have better things to do

Made me realize not to settle for just okay
The situation was a blessing disguised in a way
Showed true colors of the people I was around
A year later, I survived. Splash! I did not drown

Kaylee 5pd

My dog is a cuddly teddy bear.
His name is Fred and he shares my bed.
I taught him to sit, roll over, and beg,
Not to mention how to play dead.

He will shake your hand,
If you give him a treat.
And he barks for a juicy biscuit,
Which tastes like his favorite meat.

Like a therapist,
He's easy to talk to.
Although I get upset
When he chews on my shoe.

He loves to play outside and
I teach him terrific tricks.
He gets excited when meeting new people,
And like a lollipop, he gives them lots of licks.

The older he gets,
The more he turns gray.
But like my grandpa,
I love him more and more every day.

Madison period 5

Once upon a dreamy night,
There was a wind that sent out a fright!
But it happened to be ordinary,
Only a sign of a frightful February.

The wind howled like the local band,
With snow dripping like sand from a hand.
The people were all cozy just like bugs in a rug,
Dreading the snow that would have to be dug.

When all that happened was said and done,
The children went out and had their winter fun.
The parents went out and cleared the streets,
Waiting for flip flop weather for their feet.

As the next season rolled around,
The people went out and had found,
That February isn't so frightful,
And Spring time allergies are no were near delightful.

ELAINA'S NEW RAP

"RAP RAP, read my RAP"

Sittin' withZoey and Lucas in Mrs. Secreto's class,
When I was feelin' in the mood to make another rap.

Poetry is what we're learin', when a thought was occurin',
Some ideas were a stirrin', and then a rap started yearnin'.

Lucas is Kanye East, who is sucha beast,
he's not from West, but he surely is the best.
Zoey is Z-V, kinda like Jay-Z,
haha, just kidding, not REAL-eee.

Lucas's shoes are as green as grass,
So he's tellin' everyone to "kiss my a- BEHIND."
"Grass" sure doesn't rhyme with behind,
The "other" word rhymes, but it's not appropriate at the time.

I've made 5 raps now, so I need a fly name,
so E. Sizzle is my name, and rappin' is my game.
I got my inspiration from that show called MADE,
They made that ginger a rappa by the end of the day.

Nikki Vilasuso and Deanna Weimer wanted to be in my next rap,
I said "Make your own!" I'm sure there's would be WHACK.

My birthday's comin' up on October the 13th,
I can get my permit, hooray for me!

I officaly have more swag then Alijah Martin,
Even though your cool, now who's talkin'. (:

So are school MHS is a big piece of crap,
First a fire then a blackout, what the hecks up with that?
And what about them skippers? Druggies and drinkers?
Don't look up to them, you can do something bigger.

MHS is old, but UHS ain't any better,
Why does it keep raining? I hate this stupid weather.

I feel like a celebrity, people keep coming up to me,
they say they like my raps, even teachers are a fan of me.

Oh just great, I don't have a homecoming date,
But I don't hate, I don't need a mate.

Sittin' in Algebra 2, front row, sucha bore,
The girl behind me keeps getting annoying more and more.
I'm eating Grab 'n' Go, what would I do without it?
It's bagel day! There's no doubt about it.

-E. Sizzle

Brittany pd. 3!!! 2nd poem

A Brighter Place

As the wind blows against my face
I walk a bit' closer towards my fate
Each step a little closer to my end
Everything pushes me along my path at a bend.

I see so many scenes from my past
All flashing so brightly by me so fast
My friends and I enjoying
Even if the events are so boring.

I will miss all the lovely people
As they mourn my end at the steeple
But now, I go to a brighter place
No longer stuck in a dark case.

I run like the wind through the gate
Finally face towards fate
This is the place where I will wait
Until all my loved ones join.

No tears, no anger, no jealousness
Just love, and care and joyfulness
I have no rules, but be nice
As I wait, rolling the dice.

I will miss all the lovely people
As they mourn my end at the steeple
But now, I go to a brighter place
No longer stuck in a dark case.

Emma pd. 3 poem 2!

You feal like a bear waking from his slumber,
All thoughts of the light fall far under.
The wheels in your head are turning,
Your body is burning.

Restless as an artist whos work is not done,
Everything is wrong now, don't look to the sun;
Crash! All your work has been destroyed,
Nothing you do can fill that void.

The wind says to you "do not give up"
Your work is still only half a full cup;
All you have done is now for a cause,
Don't stop now, go against the laws.

It's close to over now,
You may rest weary like a cow;
May it do you well to never forget,
I might never be over, not just yet.

Beth 8th pd. An Author's Art

An author... An Artist
  Staring at an empty paper canvas
Not done 'til I sign
  $ y m b O | z slide while I conduct

Thesewordsflowtogether
     Buzz in my head
They Dance in time
     Sing songs of soul

These words are my message
   This paper- my bottle
This line is Mine.
   (... That was too easy!)

But writing this now,
 I'm set in BoringAssignedRequiremantS
Personification. Alliteration. Rythm & Rhyme
 I feel poetik liscense is no longer sure.

    ~Cyrydwynn

Tayler prd 8

http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2555116/risen_soul_

For one to live is for one to die
So go ahead and fly to the sky
All sins are forgiven all prayers are heard
So go ahead and spread your wings like a bird

Watch over us as we did for you
We know you love us because we love you too
Forgive and forget thats god motto right
So go now and enjoy tour flight

As you rose up as you flew
We thought to ourselves we will never forgive you
Your one with our souls your one with our hearts
We love you forever and we will never break apart

For days to come and lives to enter
We may not met in the beginning
But always in the after

The way i came i went the same
I dont know anything but the pain
The angles wings tells me a story ,
Of what heaven is like

The night time winds make the gates clash
Running through the clouds,
I see wild white wings flapping about

Do not doubt it and or dicard it
If being prejudged,
Will have an effect again and after

god loves all even if you dont love him

Anna Smith. 8th period.

Hey, this is my title:
thisiswhathappenswhenyouwriteapoemaftersweeneytoddat10:45pm.


there once was a fellow
 whoatecupsofjello
the jello was yellow
twasashadeohsomellow


he had a friend named vincent
 whoateamountsofitsomagnificent
his stomach made him look like an elephant
thismanmustn'thavebeenverybrilliant


the elephant was paid with money
 allheboughtwashoney
although it was a bit runny
ittastedextremelyyummy


he got lipo because he was fat
 nowhe'sassmallasacat
the cat wears a ridiculous hat
andhasswooshywingslikeabat


THEEND.

http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2555133/thisiswhathappenswhenyouwriteapoemaftersweeneytoddat10%3A45pm.

Syihan Muhammad Period 8

The Answers Were the Same

The task was to simply choose one
But the answers were the same;
My left neighbor was still on Number 1
My right was just decorating her name

I felt too scared to peek behind me
Even if he knew what it was,
But the hawk's eyes, they would surely see
And she would lecture me my mom does

The others' pencils swiftly scritched and scratched
Gnawing the desktops without mercy
I felt so behind
and I felt so detached
So much that the hawk might hurt me

Screech!
I turned, a seat had moved
Backing up along the floor
My right neighbor finished, stood up, and moved
She approached the desk in horror

She wasn't the smartest in the class
She was more like a live walking comedy
She was as loose and unstructured as a cloud of gas
But I saw the small opportunity

I seized the chance and turned my head
I took a sneak peek at her answers;
But the only use of her pencil's lead
Were for pictures of thin ballet dancers

Ugh!
This school is a prison! This class is a cell!
This test question's like a meal session,
Where I have to wonder whether to eat whatever smells
or to starve here and die in depression

So I scratched my head to make myself smarter
I reread the question, ashamed
That I had not studied harder
And the answers were the same

Lucas Vealey Period 8

A Show

The ground shakes

The deep thrumming,

It's an earthquake

They can't keep from jumping

As everyone shouts
The band comes out
The crowd prepares for the bout
People gather without a doubt

As the amps roar

Right along with the strumming

That shakes them through their core

The cymbals crash

While the crowds smash

The guitar cuts through like a knife

The ground shake

Everybody shuts their mouth through the strife

Brenna Leasor period 8

Time Turner

Its metal is so very cold
And has such a luminous gold,
With stars so curious
Like a Transformer, your appearance is supurious

It marks the hours, every one
Nor has it yet outrun the sun
Its use and value to you,
Are guaged by what you have to do

It taskes you through time
Suspenceful as a treacherous climb
Just turn or twist it
But only just a bit,

Three turns should do it
You mustn't be seen and must be quick
To save what you crave so dearly
How to help them, they now see clearly

Sand slips away so fast, like a dragon at flight
I wonder if they will be all right
The scene wooshes by as it begins to change
The sensation is so strange

Now they're back at seven thirty
His memory is like a pond, it's murky
In the screaming silence, down to Hagrid's hut they went
To hopefully try and change events.

                                                                                                                                                               

Madam Ashley -period 8

http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2555195/Nightmare
NightMare!

Oh dear.you look dreary and oh so weary.

Your tossing and turning, are your lips burning?

You want a drink to sooth the pain?

Ha, no drink will sooth these nightmares!

Rest your head on this pillow, its like a mothers warm arms.

Here, there are no troubles, there are no harms.

But beware, of the nightmare!

BAM! They hit with the devil's personal care.

They are dreaded and terrifying

They will keep you horrified till morning.

And if you luckily awake, your eyes

will wonder wishfully, weeping.

But I am here, I will protect you,  If just for a moment

I'll be your savior,

And all that's been said will be you sleeping tale.

I'll keep you safe, I do not lie.. I will not fail.

Ruan Venter Period 8

A Poem of love.......

Your heart is like a piece of iron,
But i know you are always kind,
Your eyes are like a shining sun,
I am sorry i was so blind.

If i'm shy, i will start to hiccup
But it is fine, atleast i get to see you,
It is ok if you tell me to shut up,
I will always forgive you.

When you start to cry, it feels like i am going to die,
I will always try to take them away
If that is okay,
But i would never say goodbye.

When i look into your eyes it looks like you are lost
Like a man lost inside a big and dark forest,
That is why i want to be with you
Because i will always love you.

Reagan Period 8 :)

The sparkling snow starts to melt away
Spring flowers grow vibrant and new
Skies are changing to blue from gray
The ground is covered like a blanket with morning dew

Summer comes in the blink of an eye
Like a ball of fire, the sun is shining bright
Fireworks dance in the sky on the Fourth of July
The day is longer than the night

Fall rushes in like a fast moving train
There is a rustling of leaves in the trees
All your free time goes down the drain
Children wait at the bus stop in the morning breeze

There is a chill in the air; it must be wintertime
Mailboxes are overflowing with holiday cards
Christmas lights glisten and the church bells chime
Snowmen stand like soldiers on guard

Alijah Period 8

Each stair gets higher,each step gets harder,
But I can never look back down.
Each road gets longer, and I get stronger,
But I can't turn back now.


Each battle will throw me to the ground,
But I'll always land on my feet.
Each wiser choice, will give me a voice,
And each step turns to a leap.


Knock knock who's there?, but I can't say I care,
It's not the other side I want to see.
Fear knocks at my door,
But I know that it can't faze me.


Each fight is worse; I'll accept the curse,
But I won't let it get the best of me.
Bad battles every day, can't take my faith,
Just wait around, you'll see.


Every staircase is as tall as the sky,
Every battle is like a storm.
Each fight is as big as the mountains high,
Bravery is like a shelter, and I'll stay safe and warm.

Victoria Sellaro pd. 8

Fall is my favorite time of year
As with excitment it makes me want to cheer
When the weather starts to get cold
Like a burning sun the leaves start to turn orange and gold

The leaves scream like a kid on a roller coaster as they fall to the ground
When you step on them they make a sound,
Crunch crunch they break with every step you take
Go in the house, get cozy, and take a break

Football fun with friends on Friday nights
Spending time with them is as fun as flying a kite
Halloween is such a fun time,
I have to find my Halloween costume in the meantime

Some people say I am too old to trick or treat,
But I like getting a lot of sweets
All in all Fall is fun
I am so happy it has begun

http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2555209/Fall

garett farmerie pd. 8

There is no specific reason why i practice martial arts.
I geuss i just find it pleasing.
i use what i know only for one reason...to use ut when needed.
Like a snakes with deadly venom, i keep martial arts hidden

Its considered a hoby.
but a weapon as well
just as a lions roar, I use it as defense
and yes that is hence, the reason i will never start fights...never until the day that i die

like a buzzing bee, if im attacked
I will surely sting, but until im again attacked
i think ill just stick with tournements
and use martial arts as play

Olivia Santee pd 8

http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2555098/Four_Wheeler

As I travel through the night,
The engine screams but that's all right.
No one around to hear the sound,
So I yell, "look out there's a maniac in town!"

Faster and faster the four wheeler went,
Each crunch from the tire was sure to leave a dent.
The roughness was finally getting to me,
It felt like I had been kicked in the knee.

Slowing down was my best choice,
Since those spider webs were very moist.
It was like having gum stuck in your hair,
Everywhere you went it was still there.

Although the ride was heaven,
I head to be home before eleven.
The sweaty, smelly, slimy grass was no help at all,
Because my four wheeler flipped and it was not a ball.

The piece of junk moved as fast as it could,
It was like a grandmother walking through my neighborhood.
My four wheeler rolled up the hill by our lake,
But I forgot to put on the parking brake.

I thought I had gotten home past my bed time,
To realize it was only nine.
Then I heard a crash from somewhere,
And soon found out the four wheeler needed to be repaired.

Claire Period 8

http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2555184/Moon_

The Harvest Moon Festival, time to pick up the scythe
The moon and the earth are caught in a push-and-shove
Heartbeats pound like percussion to the music of life
A song that flies higher than the moon above

Lanterns with prayers and wishes tied fast to their ends
Bobbing softly on waves of wind swift as the ocean
They pry open your chest and steal all your breath
In kaleidoscope colors and continuous motion

Different people of conflicting language and race
It seems the distance becomes nonexistent.
What about culture, opinion, social class and race?
For one night only, there is no difference.

Costumed dragons and demons weave through the air
One of them winks and shakes hands with me
Boom! Streamers and poppers go flying everywhere
I jump and run through the streets, surrounded by beauty

I eat mooncakes with strangers without any danger
and laugh with my enemies and let my thoughts stray
To last year, to next year, to the endurance of nature
And tomorrow seems more than a mere day away.

Filip Mazurek, Period 8

Leopard’s Jaws

Silent, slinking, stealing through snow
In the middle of the dead night,
The leopard screeching when he gets close is a fright
But he is not a foe, he is here to let you know

That even though his jaw's grip is a monster's strength
And  every breath you take is but cactus spines,
Your life is filled with many fines.
The leopard will speak to you at length

But only after shaking you like a doll

And after leaving you to rot in the dark.

You will be left with the wounds of an attack of a shark.

Even though you will not want to hear it, you will want to stall.

With his breath of reeking, dying fish,

Be careful of what you do, what you choose,
With me, you do not want to lose.

Like a bird without wings, of anything else you will wish.

Duncan Period 8

  

Snow Leopard

Feline moving through the snow,
Just like a wraith, slowly slinking, eyes winking.
Like a blur, watch him run, watch him pounce,
His mind is a machine, only doing, never thinking.

Ears flattened, tail twitching,
Stalking his oblivious prey.
Like a mousetrap closing, he leaps as only a leopard can,
Knowing it won't get away.

His dappled silver fur melds with the snow,
Ever colored and amazing.
His eyes are glinting golden spheres,
That track an unwary rabbit while it's grazing.

The whispering wind betrays no sound
Of a leopard leaping through the air.
The rabbit squeaks, sensing the jump
Reflects how for a leopard's prey, life is oh so unfair.

The chase is on, the leopard's prey,
Retreats by the only way it knows how.
To run and run and never stop,
Until, defeated, it meets the ground.

The efforts of the leopard's hunting roast on the fire,
A meal he relishes piece by piece.
Reflecting on a job well done,
He goes to sleep and gets some peace.

Michael Period 8

Dad arrives early at the parking lot,
Sets up a lot of grills and gets them hot.
The tailgaters surround us at the spot,
Ready to satisify their hunger with one shot.

Hot peppers and onions are on the grill,
For many sandwhiches they must fill.
Once their full like pigs they stop at their will,
All the tailgaters then climb up the hill.

On the bleachers we watch the team go.
Up and down the feild like animals, my what a show!
Every play is never the same,
Ooh's and Aah's fill the crowd "Wow what a game."

The game is over and like a herd of cows we go back down,
The tailgaters are like vultures and ready to eat some mo.
Everybody's happy because we have won,
Dad then packs up and says, "Wow how much fun!"

Esha, Period 8

H₂0

Parked like a car on the gritty sand

Taking the weight off my feet

Through the waves I run a lingering hand

The scent of mist in the air so sweet.  

Torrents of gushing water crashing crazily to the core
Booming with rage like a cannon.
Hopping amid craggy rocks swept ashore,
Waves destructive as a nuclear weapon.

Tumbling to the surface,
Piercing echoes from two cymbals striking,
A short-lived twister surging along steep slopes,
A cyclone much to my liking.

Rapids of water rising proud like a cloud,
Quilts pieced together from patches of white.
A breath taking natural wonder
Larger than Life.

Kelsie Period 8

It is pouring down the rain.
I hope we don't have too much pain.
We are sliding like ice left and right.
Our cleats are not in sight.

The stinky soaked shinguards split,
as everyone was getting hit.
Snap, Crackle, Pop!
This game is like slop.

Refs don't know what to call,
so they bounce around like a ball and fall.
This game has gone too far.
Most of us normally shine like a star.

The players finally started to try,
so the ball started to cry.
All of us were getting wet,
but thats okay because we shook the net!

Jacob 8

Flittering and Fluttering, it flies
with wonderful beauty to the eyes
Can you believe it? Neither can I
that this creature of beauty is here.

As she starts to fly away
the light of day starts to lose its way
and hoping maybe another day
she'll come near.

As an apple falls from a tree
as the sun shines over me
now I can clearly see
what the one thing is I really fear.

It's the end of another day
another lost chance for me to say
"I Love You!" and in that way
maybe she, (and the sun) will appear.

Maddie Period 8

Blurry Lenses

O Dreary day
Rain falling upon the sidewalk,
Like tear drops falling from the sky's cheeks,
Drip, drop, drip

As loud as clashing cymbals

Silent skies, speak with a roar.
Boom, clash, bang,
Flashes of light apear more and more,

Like lights strobing in the air.
Flash, flicker, flash

The skies are dark and dreary,

Like a tunnel with no end.

Lost in confusion, the day tells his own story,

like meaningful allegory.

The world is covered with a blanket
like seeing through blurry eyes,
The once happy day is wearing a disquise,
O Dreary day, rain falling upon the sidewalk.

Will Andrews Period 8

Shock and Awe

Flying over these rocks, I am free
Overcoming the burdens, no longer restricting me
Above the clouds, forever I can see
This euphoria, unexplainable to thee

I am the mighty hawk, above the clouds
My engines scream, mesmerized by the sound                                                    
Slightly swirling, following prey, recently found
A missile divebombing in leaps and bounds, it nears the ground

He sees it, he screams for help
Death in the air, there is a boom following the whelp
Near the body, his family knelt
Nothing is left, just a pelt

Tears roll down my face as I look to the east
Remembering how I once looked up to a priest
I now cry because I am the beast
I weep for those who i have made deceased

I am like a child, wiping away the tears
To the innocent, I am their fear
I adjust the throttle, bringing down the rear
Praying to God, hoping he is near
http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2555189/Giant_Turtles

Adyline pd 8

http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2555139/Reflections

Reflection

Mirror, mirror on the wall,

You taunt me with your glass

That glitters

Like a puddle in the sun.

I see a monster encased inside.

like a frightened child I feel the need

To run

And hide.

"Slowy step back"

My mind will scream,

But my feet are concrete

And refuse to obey.

Like a critic I must trace

Every flaw that I see

Until the image is forever etched

Into my mind.

I raised my hand to touch it,

But felt only a smooth surface.

That monster looked back at me

With wondering eyes as if

They did not believe.

They lowered their hand

Like myself and their mouth fell agape.

That's when I realized:

That monster

Is me.

Allan Martin Pd 6

Life isn't easy
its not a walk in the park
you can't just say "I'm famous and fluttery"
no, Life is hard

Its stressful and complicated
thump, thump. stress triggers a headache
for the time being all lifes mysteries may be shaded
but when they reveal themselves, be prepared to shake

Life is an ever changing valley
Life is a road less traveled
Life is a mystery in every alley
Life is a ride less held

Life is amazing, true, ispirational and unpredictable
So before you get upset and into a great strife
i know this for a true fact its unequivical
That its all just a journey, its all just Life.

mackenzie lawrence pd:6

school is a doorway to life,
even though you go through much strife.
math, english, and world too can be as boring as molassas
it gets harder and harder as the days flash pass

all of the days that school goes on,
i feel like my mind says dont give out on.
but in the end i know that it will all work out,
as long as my mind stays hard as a rock and doesnt give out.

school is a doorway to life,
even though you endure much strife.
as much sweat and blood that ive gone throught
 im satisfed with the road im heading to.

http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2554687/Life

Alyx 6th Period

http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2554667/Temporary_Fix

Someone should say something.
Something to all the unexpecting children.
The children who have so many hopes and dreams.
The ones that could never come true, it seems.

The dreams that have such beautiful faces,
but are ugly in the least obviously places.
Some of these kids will conquer all of that ugly.
Others will have to bid away their souls in the end.

All of the children will one day be happy.
For most it will be like a bandaid, only a temporary fix.
They will do what they consider best,
until the day their bodies are put to rest.

The only ones I could ever respect,
the ones who had any effect,
were those who knew what was true in life.
Those ones were like a bomb, going out with a bang.

Sarah Haslebacher 6th period.

candy, candy, everywhere.

candy, candy, everywhere,
 red and blue; strong and fair.
big and small; round and square,
candy, candy, everywhere.

candy, candy, everywhere,
in my tummy, in my hair.
makes me wonder why it's there,
candy, candy, everywhere.

candy, candy, everywhere,
sticky as glue, but i don't care,
ow! rips out my hair, just like nair,
candy, candy, everywhere.

candy, candy, everywhere,
surrounds my teeth, and makes me swear,
yellow as the sun, as good as air,
candy, candy, everywhere.

candy, candy, everywhere,
tootsie pops and gummy bears,
do i share, or do i dare?
candy, candy, everywhere.

http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2554696/candy%2C_candy%2C_everywhere.

Devin period 6

Mirror, mirror on the wall
I may not be the fairest of them all
Yet you tell me in your own way
That my smile is as bright as day

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Tell me what I'll wear next fall,
Shall I buy that big, bright tote?
Or wear my dim dull coat?

Mirror, mirror on the wall
How will I look for the ball?
Beautiful like a waterfall?
Or as daintly as a porceiain doll?

Mirror, mirror show me how
To make my look stand out like Pow!
Make me look like the dove that I love
Make me shine like the sun above

Mirror. mirror listen to me
You are the big, blue sea
That I look into to tell me how
How beautiful I look now.

Maggie pd.6

Remembering a game lost is like reopening a huge cut.
The feeling is as hurtful as a punch in the face.
Forgetting would be even worse but
the memory is always there like it is every place.

11 teammates in the final minute,
11 opponents and a crowd screaming
Both teams trying to win it.
The winner tonight will leave beaming.

We hear the clock and its last tick-tock,
BEEEEPP! but the battle is just beginning.
The winner, not us, the loser faced with a long walk.
A walk filled with "we coulda had 'em" and "we were so close"-ing.

Guilt imprisoned some players,
others,like soliders in battle, were empowered by excitement.
But all knew soon answered would be our prayers
and we would play the team again, maybe with less disappointment.

Garrett 6th period

Zip, zap, zing the road runner goes

He runs like the wind

And not the average Joes,

He runs like the does

And other deer that aren't pinned.

The breeze runs along side

Trying to keep up,

His head he won't hide

And never will he abide,

He never gives up,

He ran like a jaguar in the rain

And that wasn't smart,

 He hurt his brain
When he slipped in the rain,

But he never fell apart like a broken heart,

So he kept moving on
That determined little Fellow,
Until he saw the sun was shining
a brilliant shade of yellow

jenna 6 p.d.

Swim  

The feeling is like I'm floating on the moon
As bubbles dance up like lttle balloons
As I come to the surface my breath gets harder and harder
Now I see the clear, blue water

Less than a second left on the clock

Focused on the water as I go off the block

I see the wall coming into my turn

As I  push off and kick my legs start to burn      

Splishing and splashing as I move through the water

I can hear my coach yell, just a little bit harder 

Back, breast, fly and free 

That's the life of a swimmer, that's me  

Under the water I swim like a fish 

First at the wall is what I wish

In the final lap, I swim my best

So I'll be touching the wall ahead of the rest!



Trevor period 6

I drop back in the pocket and raise my head as fast as lightning
I read the defense like a book,
I want to run, but I continue scanning
And now I think I'm hooked

My heart says throw it but the ball says no
So then I roll out right,
I'm thinking "Oh no", but then I see Mo
Now I know that ball was right

I pull the ball back, and let it fly high
And then crack!
I'm looking at the sky
While I'm layin on my back

I raise my head slow like a snail to get a site
And to my great suprise,
I see my friend jumping high as a kite
Wow, was that ball wise

Kyle Gresak period 6

Speed

Bang! Runs the bullet out of the gun,
Coastin' in motion fast, I got to go.
I do it to win, but it's also fun,
Cross Country is the sport to take me home.

Slippery and soddy socks are squishin'
Wet and cold in my shoes.
Winning is my mission;
 I can't lose.

I run like a cheetah,
As fast as the subway.
The cheetah who hungry for zebra,
Run fast like the sun into the next day.

Like the desert goes dry,
I'm thirsty to finish.
Crossing the finish i fly;
My goal i did accomplish
http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2554756/Speed

Morgan 6

http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2554714/The_grasp_of_the_dream

There is a world not far from here,
over the sea and away,
the world will catch you in it's grasp
like tides on a stormy day.

Once you enter this magical place,
there is no turning back.
You will stay inside forever,
in the dream world's grasp.

However, staying in a world as this
isn't such a pity.
The wind will whisper through the trees,
like gossip in a city.

The brooks will burble at the sight
of someone new to see,
and like the bubbly birds that bring their buddies,
they must play with you and me.

The strange clitter-clat of the animals at home
brings curiosity and wonder
They bring you forth, and to the north,
to meet their wonderous queen.

As they bring you near,
She meets you with a grin
They encourage you to stay with her
like a mother with her kin.

Alas, you cannot stay
with the children of the land
you must return, and return soon
to the mundane times at hand.


But as the sun begins to set
and day creeps into night,
the people of the dream world remember you
with excitement and delight.

They know you will return some day,
visitors always stay
in the grasp of the dream world,
as I do to this day.

Allison Period 6

My heart skips a beat
I hear the bang of the gun
As I put trust in my feet
I know it's time to run

I quickly sprint out
Then I find a good pace
I hear my coach shout
keep this up the whole race

My lungs scream for air
My legs feel like ice
The pain is not rare
The finish will be nice

My throat feels as dry as a desert
I want to get through the pain
As I continue to run
My feet hit the ground like rain

Full of powerful pride
I lengthen my stride
As I near the finish line
Victory is mine

Jayla Period 6

Life

Secrets- secrets written all over the open sky like a book;
Pain - lies stabbing you like a sharpened knife;
Poetry, known to be shook.
Not understanding the rhyme at the right time is a lot like life,

You'll feel confused and lost at times-
When bam! it suddenly hits you in the face;
as if you've fallen into a black abyss-
Why do I feel like this?
As if I'm the lone star in the midnight sky;

The Moon's smiling at me telling me there's no need to cry-
But this shall end soon-
I'm in a drunken high, and stumbling and mumbling.
Mumbling and stumbling.

I'm visualizing the end, with great acception.
This confusion is like a never ending road-
I wish I knew who I was-
I wish I knew who I'd be;

Then, maybe the end wouldn't look so appealing to me ... ?

Kelly Chen 6

After a draining and dreary day,
All you want is for troubles to go away.
You're tired as a dog and won't take much more,
Don't want to stay for what's in store.

Goals seem so far away, all you do is delay
Forgetting focus and crumbling along the way.
Work is a wall, it's hard to get through,
But crash, it tumbles down, if you just stay true.

Like a bright and glistening morning,
You'll be up, not sleeping and snoring.
Forget cloudy skies, no thoughts of that kind,
And your attitude will change from rain to sunshine.

So don't give up, be strong as a bull,
Your future will smile, knowing it's full.
Be determined like fate, it's all you need,
As long as you keep trying, you will succeed.

http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2554712/Kelly_Chen_6_period

Willie - Period 6

Poems are usually hard to write,
I honesty don't know what to say,
So I suppose I'll just flow like a flying kite,
That's a simile right? Well, anyway...

I'm supposed to include a lot of things
Inside this poem before it ends,
An onomatopoeia; something like "bing,"
An alliteration, my fine feathered friend.

I struggle to find, the correct rhyme,
As the computer screen stares me down,
My mind is like a clock that doesn't tell time,
Oh, it seems that's a rhyme I've found.

This poem is now coming to a close,
Like a movie that everybody loved,
I need one more smile before I go...
...This poem is like a flock of doves...

Andres 6th period.

http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2554717/soccer
Soccer is the game  I play,
I like to play a lot,
even on a rainy day
or when it is hot

I am a monster on the field,
I kick corners carefully,
when players see me they always yield,
swoosh, the ball runs in the net for me
            
I am a kid having fun in or out of the game,
I shoot the ball with my boot at the goal,
If I score I celebrate like an air plane
or might even take a roll

Ciara Period 6

Without You

As I lay here in my bed

Thoughts of joy and happiness are running through my head

I can't help but think then of your sweet smile

Someday I wish to see you again, even if only for a while

Thump goes my heart, like a softly beating drum

Even though you're gone, you'll always be my special one

Slow like a snail, hours pass throughout this dreary night

When I'm sad and lonley, you whisper "it's alright"

Listening to our favorite song
Singing every note, not caring if it was wrong
Days like this I won't forget
Especially the day we met

I remember every moment we spent together

Like giving my your jacket in the cold, rainy weather

As the clouds above tell me stories from the past

I now live every day like it would be my last

Sasha-Period 6

I wake up in the morning
So I would go to school everyday
Dressing up like a princess is tiring
But it is for you to notice me and say "hey."

I walk down the hallway
"Man, my mind is making me more nervous!"
Is that what am I suppose to say?
But like a brave soldier, my face says I'm serious.

Click! clack! as my heels walked
Although my feet hurts like mad
I wished we talked
But, like a shady girl, just seeing your face
Is the best memories I've ever had.

But I feel we're too different
I'm new and you're leaving
And one of these days I will give you a compliment
Hopefully I really wish we will start talking.

Maria Williams Period 6

Day on the Bay

With the rays of the sun smiling down like a clown
no one could possibly form a frown
for the day is as beautiful as a kings crown
and nobody wants to go back to a town

A hot summer day just laying on the bay
looking above with heads in the clouds
no one wants to leave, everyone wants to stay
oh how they wish days on the bay were endless like sand on the beach

Swish, the sound of the wind and water is so relaxing
their sound soothing like a lullaby
everyone wishing this day had no ending
but on and on the day goes by

All the people are oh so happy
singing, laughter, joyfulness, and relaxed
all these emotions are so deeply expressed
as the day goes on into the next.
http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2554738/Day_on_the_Bay

Courtney

I'm standing on a stone in the sky
Oh boy, am i up high,
Watching the birds soar around,
I stayed put on the rock, my feet were bound

Whoosh the wind whispers and I almost fall,
I look down above them all,
Tiny specks like dust I can barely see,
So glad I shout with glee, happy as can be

I can stand here all day long
Singing my favorite song,
As high as a cloud,
Singin' real loud

Soon it turns cool
Like a refreshing dive in the pool,
I take a breath and frown,
Because I realize I have to climb back down

Amanda Malnikoff 6th Period

Can Anybody Hear Her?

She hears the sound of rain pattering on the pane.
The world outside is gray, dreary, and plain.
Coldness creeps through the house like a cat,
A predator ready to attack.

A chill slides up her spine
As the rain comes down fine.
SPLISH, SPLASH! The rain falls in puddles.
She curls up tighter, remaining still subtle.

Like a chameleon in hiding,
It is invisible to who she is confiding.
And she has to wonder if they
Even know she's going down today.

She runs her fingers through her hair,
Her skin ghostly, pale, and fair.
The wetness that touches her cheek
Makes her pause, stop and think.

The misery and longing that fills her
Makes her short, young life seem like a blur.
She can feel her weakness as she bows her head
And murmurs the words that have already been said.

The legions cry out
With a glorious shout.
The Earth lets out a moan
As it loses one of its own.

It is reminded of the sacrifice
When it was love that paid the price,
When blood and water mixed
And everything was fixed.

http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2554609/Can_Anybody_Hear_Her%3F

Hannah - 6th period

Placing my fingers

On the ivory keys,

I play my piano

With the greatest of ease.

For a minute it's like

I can soar like a bird,

My fingers maneuver

A smooth lullaby to be heard.

The soft plink of the keys

Is like a sweet smile.

I'm thinking I might

Have to stay here for a while.

It's freeing, and I'm seeing

That it's good to be alive.

Like a jazz tune in the moonlight,

The nightlife will thrive.

The piano sings, and finishes

A charming little song,

To conclude is like a steady breath

I've been holding all along.

Kelsey. 4th period

                                                              My Number Two Pencil
The scritching and scratching,
is all I can hear.
It is like tumbling bricks detaching
And it feels so near
In this eerie silence
It is so creepy......


But alas it is not so
For every time I think its good,
I mess up and it must go.
Like broken glass it hurts but I must keep going 'cause I know I should
If not then I would feel low


My pencil is becoming so short,
It screams in pain like a newborn baby while the eraser dying, demanding not to disappear.
This can not be.
I feel I must go to court,
for taking its life like a criminal, shame on me.

http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2554078/My_Number_Two_Pencil%21%21%21_KELSEY%21%21%21_q

Erika pd. 4

There's too many stars
And not enough sky.
We cover things
Like blankets,

Leaving the truth
Behind.

No shame should be
Brought from ourselves.
Love and hatred has
Become one,

No cherished hearts
Evermore.

What have we done?
Where has humanity gone?

Too interested in evil,
Too much violence in mind.

Fear is the wind
Sweeping through all,
Cackling in the
Ears of the faint.

Pain is the norm,
Something now
Not noticed by
The strongest.

Hear cries from children;
They are the beaten souls.
Be hands outstretched,
A rescue.

Become above this race,
Above this time.

Let's go back.

Lukas ReVeal pd 4

Where I Lie Part 2

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" screams my gun
One by one they fall, but they just keep crawling closer
I hope there are survivors, but I'm sure I'm the only one
Soon there will be none left.

I begin to run out of the room, but i already know I am doomed
As i look around, i see the world dying around me
The smell of death is everywhere, the air heavy with the smell of blood
I try to flee from this terrible place, but no matter where I run they horrible sight follows me

They are drawing closer, longing for my blood
I know I am doomed, and my gun falls with a thud
I stand there as they come for my flesh
And I know soon to come is my death

So here I am, where I lie
Knowing soon, I will die
But I don't care any more
As I lie here and mourn
http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2554013/Where_I_Lie_Part_2

Where I Lie by Nick Pirrong pd4

Alien ships raid the sky.
Buildings echo people's crys.
They said this day would never come,
but the human race was being dumb.

They are coming for me.
To kill me off, like I should be.
They come for me, the big, burly, butt-ugly creatures are coming for me, for me to die,
And they shall find me, where I lie.

Its nice and peaceful where I lie.
Bodys lay around me both human and monster.
The smell of blood invades my nostrils with uster.
Buildings and rubble are all over, this is where Im going to die.

They come to where I lie.
Growl and moan as they come to where im going to die.
I lay as the rocks scream to me, they want me to run from where I lie,
But I do not want to run from where I lie, this is a good place to die, where I lie.
http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2554002/where_i_lie

Robert Period 4

Plug in the toaster set it on the table
It could give a little click, even a clack
You can make toast its no fable
Just keep going you're right on track

First of course you buy some bread
Wait for the cashier to give you change
Drop the keys and bump your head
Scream at a guy and be real strange 


Now get back home and put the toast on the table
Now take a piece a bread put it in the slot
You can't this advice from Comcast's cable
Now pull down the lever and the wires get hot


You'll smile the most with your fine toast
No black, burnt, and bitter bread
Your toast could sing to the whole east coast
You'll love you toast like it love's spread

Robert Dougan

http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2553977/Toast

Amber Howdershelt:) period 4

   Red and Blue Marching Band
Standing on the field in the hot sunlight,
being in the uniforms is a hard fight.
Sweating like a pig on a barbecue pit,
looking at the bars for the right notes to hit.

Even though drumline is rough and tough,
I like playing bells that I love so much.
You start to mark time to the drumline beat,
when you listen...it sounds so neat!

Just listen to us play,
stay out of the way.
We'll step on your feet,
if you're down on the street.

Watch our mallets jump on the notes,
as we make smiles on the folks.
Isn't that what band is for...
just having to play 'til we can't anymore?

Rat-a-tat-tat,
listen to that!
The drums sound great,
like birds on a date.

We love to play and play,
like kids on a sunny day.
Stand up tall and clap your hands,
for the Red and Blue Marching Band!

Amber Howdershelt:)

Michael period 4

A Cross Country Race
ClIckEty-ClAck Im rIght On trAck
Im rUnnIng LIkE A ChEEtAh
Im In frOnt sO I wOnt hOld bAck
C'mOn I bEt Ill bEAtchA


I wOnt bE bEAt
I hAvE dEtErmInAtIOn
I'm rIght On hIs fEEt
Ill UsE sOmE AccElErAtIOn


I cAn sEE fIrst plAcE
I rUn lIkE A twIstEr
thErE Is nO trAcE
Of thE sEcOnd plAcE whO nOw hAs blIstErs


I hAvE AchIEvEd my gOAl
thE trOphy spEAks tO mE
It sAId tO " stAnd tAll"
As I AccEpt thEE
http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2553953/Poptart

Makayla Schmidt 4th period

"Knock, knock" Mr Rumbleroar knocks on the door.
He waits forever before someone is there.
Ms. Rala opens the door, and there is animal print from cieling to floor.

Mr. Rumbleroar's eyes bulge out like a bug's.
And Ms. Rala burts out and cries.
So he goes over and gives her a hug.
She says, "My problem prints pull themselves back whenever I tell pretty lies."

Ms. Rala explained all the prints to him.
"The zebra is like day and night,
while the tiger is like a voice inside her head after she told a fib,
and the cheetah is like a bully wanting to get into fight."
As the clouds came together to listen as she talked to him,
even Mr. Rumbleroar could tell she was out of her mind, and he left for the night.

Kyren Phillips period 4

      In the Rain 

a dark gloomy day

as rain drops fall, I wish it was sunny again

Pip, plop on my window seal

looking outside in turmoil disappointment I feel

rain just run away as if in vein

leap, skip, jump I want to go play

inside or out, I feel a cloud over me

drawing with emotion, it's so depressing

I remember leaping, laughing and leading

all is gone now it's depleting

it's as boring as night

when all is sleeping and has no sight

now the deary day has gone away

the sun sun has sleigh the rain

as the sky lights up like fire

I feel much more desire

to run rushing and ramped

as if I can't contain it

like a lion out it's cage

I arouse up to find that it was all a daze

it was all a dream

all was so real, that's what it seems

so now I just lay there

looking up in a blank stare
http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2554027/in_the_dark

Tristan Dennis

(Please Read The Following Poem Fast With An Energetic Attitude):

   Music jumps off the page differently on different days:  if it's sunny it will shine if its dreary it doesn't rhyme.  It's attitude that plays the piece and how much practice is applied each week.  Emotion and life must be placed in the tune, articulation and dynamics is what makes it boom.  Music is like writing in some cases you see, it allows your little world to obey what you say.  Some pieces flail up and down like a babies arms while the metronome clicks and taps. 
  
     Without the music the world would be silent.  Tchaikovsy, Rossini, and all 14 Bachs would be quiet.  Easy compositions have been written for children, except for the Beethovens who were excellent musicians.  For a simile these musicians played music so frequent, like kids today play video games for easement. 

     Composing must be a different story to read, more theory, practice, and knowledge you must be.  Playing a piece is like baking a cake, people try a piece and relish what thieve received; sometimes they come back for seconds, and sometimes even thirds, but this just means they have enjoyed what they have heard.

-Tristan R. Dennis 

Nathan 4

MLB Post Season

The world series is near
But like a wild beast do not fear
Because the season is not over
There is still October

Pitches thrown like rockets
Every team has tricks in their pockets
The hitters Smack the ball
The umpire makes the call

The rivalries are flaring
the crowd is blaring
the games are intense
So have a good defense

The pressure is on
So do not scamper like a fawn
Best bring your best stuff
So do not bluff

The better hitter hit a homer
The screaming ball hit a stoner
The end is near but like a mighty bull do not fear
For there is still next year

http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2553982/MLB_Post_Season

{Justice} Pd 4

The only time you can roam free from reign,
Dreams are always void of pain.
Anything is possible; limits go beyond the sky.
Authority disregarded, new realms uncharted; here laws don't apply.

Where anything you please can be done,
Where any heart you desire can ultimately be won,
Where facts and science don't always hold true:
In dreams, there is only one being in control: you.

Dreams are never unpleasant, then they'd be nightmares.
Genuine fantasies don't contain frights, sadness, or scares.
Your wildest ideas will blossom and bloom.
You'll forget about the greys of life and its gloom.

A hazy heaven that kisses hate, harm, and heartbreak goodbye,
Favorite visions sprout wings and fly.
Troubles are as significant as dead ants on the ground.
Sweet visions are interrupted by a deafening sound.

"Beep, buzz!" the alarm cries out.
Like a morning rooster, it continues its shout.
The sun is a golden grin in the clouds,
Sharing its rays, shining proud.

Your dreams have now ended,
Though their duration was splendid.
You rise from your bed like the laziest cat.
Dream time will arrive again and you know exactly that.

http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2554023/asdf

Jessica period-4

The name is Jess
I am not a big mess
I be straight up G
Call me in morning I be watching Glee


I come from the hood
'Cause I'm so good
We be freaky fresh like food
The kind in the shape of a dude

Orange is the color
I'm a pretty awesome baller
You might just loose
'Cause i got this wonderful news


Then BOOM! it's the little tuba that could
Them Platypi be screamin' "Ahh she so not good"
People lookin' like school sayin' "what's your mood?"
You be lookin' like a fool screamin' "what the cube!?"



Mr.Reed my friends has inspired me
He's obsessed with Tuba, but it's ment to be
I gotta give credit to that man right here
He's the one who made me live without fear

One last stanza that must be told
You can't let your mac and cheese get old
It be all green like grass, hard, fuzzy too
Don't be kickin' it with your shoe

In final analysis it be all good
I stay in the hood 'cause I just should
I got my food shaped dude
"What the cube!?"

http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2554106/Jessica%27s_odd_poem.