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On a wet and windy noon,
I feel the rain and the pain as I run.
Aware that the day will end soon,
I return home after great fun.
When nights fall,
I sit in my room and fear
Cooking poetry and the words bubble over like soup
frothy broth sweeping the sides of the pot
Out of all that makes me happy,
I include scenarios I make in my head.
The stories I dream, thinking at night,
Laying alone in my bed.
If you haven’t done this, give it a shot,
Wait ‘til you see,
What I can do,
I’d love to show you,
You know I would.
I love to watch,
You smile,
Without vile,
Intentions.
I can’t wait to see your face,
Looking down, over the edge,
see the effort you’ve put in
and how far you’ve made it.
Standing high above the rest
Each breeze flushing out stress from the mind
Each breathe restores
Glorious sounds slice through my anger and stress.
Unbelievable.
In the vibrato of the strings I can hear
The musical progressions tug at my heart. It
Coffees in our hands, smoke in our mouths.
The morning is nearly-silent, hoarse mutterings.
Chipped teeth on glass bottles, pounding bass.
Sticky fumblings, trembling hands.
Sweat.
I slurp another slurp
I sip another sip
You can't pry the cup
Away from my grip
Drops drizzle down
The side of the cup
I stick out my tongue
The gental rush of tree tops sway
Summer birds have flown away
Blue skies have faded grey
The leaves have taken a vibrant jump
Their colors abundant and bright
The nights get shorter
The sun is hot, the wind is low
and soft against your face.
The trees are green, their shadows
tall and cool in their embrace.
The grass is bright, the flowers vivid,
and swaying in the breeze.
I have two nieces:
Hayden and Anabel,
Ages 3.5 years and 17 months,
Respectively.
As a young woman who grew up in a household of only boys,
Living with them is remarkable.
You are an ocean of mystery: inexplainable, inexplicit, infinite
I read somewhere that 95% of the ocean is unexplored
I’m not just black
I am extraordinary
Not your ordinary species that make up man-kind
But specially hand-crafted by the Creator,
A pure manifestation of his brilliant mind
There's so much to life that you just gotta be happy,
Now I'm not just here trying to be all sappy
But life is too short to be down
So make your day by day goal to never never frown
And never say never, ever
Ever since you passed away,
I haven't gone a day
Without wanting ice cream.
Three years, ten months, and twenty-eight days,
Craving for some dang ice cream.
The peach malt at the Brown County Fair,
I've never seen the stars so bright
Among a midnight sky
I never thought I'd see the day
I told my razors "goodbye"
As a pessimist,
it is difficult for me to write about what and or who uplifts me to achieve a pinch of happiness.
I often diet on salads
instead of tasting the sweet treats that life has to offer.
MUSIC...
Loud, Powerful, Moving,
Sad, Happy, Inspiring,
Passionate, Loving, Tranquil,
MUSIC...
Moves me,
Lifts me,
Lets me breath,
Sundays are the best days;
But they can end in the worst ways.
However, today im going to shed some light in some dark caves.
High school?
I thought it would be cool.
Whatever.
That fallacy got severed. Along with expected measures, and weathered effort.
the cool breeze
whispers over my skin
rustles the leaves above
a songbird's call trills
above the chatter of a squirrel
playing in its drey.
I lay on a fallen tree
once a mighty giant
Held in place by the light, we die happily,
Wise in our time.
The solid light suspends us, upends our minds
Feeling the fall breezes go through my body and swirl in my hair are things that swell my heart on a cold autumn day. Getting together with family and friends are what makes the season worth living through.
Music is a escape to me,
A way to travel to a different planet while still physically being on Earth
A way to release all hidden emotions
And a way to forget all of my problems temporarily
We all search for that lighthouse
When we're hopeless, in need of direction,
it's not there.
When you close your eyes and imagine,
you can see the light.
You find it.
I still remember when I was a child
looking up at my mother with fire in my eyes,
asking and pleading and begging to put the flames out
with the rain puddles outside.
I ran, no shoes, no socks, no responsibilities,
Apples galoreCrisp fall airSunshine foreverplays with your hair.
Hay mazes andPumpkin patches.Again the world whorls.Your breath catches.
Unanticipated jubilance
Coming from nowhere
Leading off a bridge
When you walk off the edge
Don’t dare to look down
The ruins the entity of surprise from the ground
We are not made for the aesthetic affinities.
Your life is not a helicopter shot from a Planet Earth episode.
You are not for the mountaintops and dawns and shooting stars.
But our lives are not the tomorrow
they are not the yesterday
For, the tomorrow seizes the nerves and twists the stomach
the yesterday hangs laboriously about the shoulders
No, our lives are today.
Education, education education.
That' all we ever hear from them.
Temptation, temptation, temptation.
Cheat. It's the only way you'll win.
What about fun?
What about joy?
When I am left with the emptiness in my bedand loneliness consumes my heart,I think of you. I think of all the times we had together.I think of the December nights we spentlaying next to each other
1 and 2
Arm here hip there
Hit it hard now
Fly through the air
You're taken to another place
3 and 4
Your soul leaves your body
You're wanting more
Now the summer has come and gone.
The school year starts like the break of dawn.
On the far horizon I see its glow.
What lies ahead? I do not know.
I'll find out soon, I have no doubt.
Each line a little story, a demonstration of truth,
a living proof of action, tied together by their roots.
Grab people and shake them to share their
creative minds oppressed by harsh realities
I'm proud of my team dressed in brown and orange;
The city, no, the state that I call my home;
The perpetual losing, the continuous booing, all is so close to my heart;
While others may laugh at this team on my back;
When darkness surrounds me,
When hateful words weigh down heavily,
There is always one thing,
That is sure to bring,
A smile onto my face.
My worries vanish without a trace.
Reach for the stars they say
but they dont know what its like day by day
they play us like pawn in a simple game
moving us, directing us in their own way
However thats not how it's going to go
Sometimes, the hardest thing to find in this world
is yourself.
Who are you
when you have everything
is as important as who you are
when you have nothing
I swim through late night rendezvous
featuring old Christmas music,
my nose guiding me towards Coppertone dreams.
Coconut lime incense soaks the curves and ripples of my mind
when my heart wants to fly
We all attempt to know ourselves.
As people, we are born and the process begins.
Exploration of body and mind,
Blinking eyes and wiggling fingers and toes,
We search for answers.
The Silence Before The Storm,
Flip of the coin at midfield.
The brotherhood that will form,
A machine man can not build.
From the first whistles blow,
Everyone chanting in the crowd.
I often feel the clouds fog my brain,
does that mean my synapses
are the suspention wires on
the Golden Gate Bridge?
Heaven knows.
Makes me feel sick and low and empty,
not empy, full,
Let's be happy together!
Throw away your worries and run away with me!
We can tickle elephants and catch ballons
Crash a few weddings and act civilized over tea
I wish you'd smile a little
I run into an open sky.
I watch the sunset
and within the orange and pink horizon
I see me.
I see myself at just 5 years old
walking into a new surrounding.
I see my teacher anxiously awaiting
What makes me smile, you ask?
What makes me ooze with felicity?
Just as oil attracts oil,
Happiness attracts happiness.
When I see the glow of laughter or tears of joy,
I sing a song,
a song i sing,
sitting on a tire swing
Loving, living, breathing air
summer breeze blows in my hair
The birds disburse as notes fly away
I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
as you are one of many, I am one of none,
I stop to admire, as you already crossed the finish line.
Sentenced to prison for life,
-or how you call it school.
Trapped in a box with germy kids,
The weather isn't helping as it gets cool.
The orb shining from the heavens is just a laugh,
I sing a song,
a song i sing,
sitting on a tire swing
Loving, living, breathing air
summer breeze blows in my hair
The birds disburse as notes fly away
Laughter echoes, as we sing all day
It's on the news, all of the time
That death shall come and seek
Where death shall find
Lactic acid finds its way through me
and I welcome it.
With each salty drop that falls from my brow
I come closer to heaven;
more spirit than body.
My sternum stretches in all directions,
When I get up in the mornings
I don't want to die anymore.
I don't get up and think that I am ugly.
I eat on a regualr basis.
I have friends.
I wake up and I am happy.
I am the person I want to be.
Why should I
sit down
watching time flow past
like a river filled with melancholy reminders
when I can be standing
singing
dancing
to the rhthymn of a thousand voices
a hundred drums
Not the common joys
of laughter and hobbies
but the impossible.
Certainty.
Certainty brings me joy.
Knowing that I will be secure
that I will succeed
that I can make it into college
Oh Doctor, my Doctor grinning infectiouslybrown pinstriped suit, brown hair, brown eyes
Grass that grows up to my knees,
The sounds of soft fluttering leaves in the trees,
I lay my head on soft pillows in bed at night,
Watching out of my window the distant stars that shine so bright.
Volunteer
One word
9 L e t t e r s
Unlimited Potential.
It's not about the praise
It's not about yourself
It's about how one little act can change someone's life
F O R E V E R
I go to school on the corner of Chrenshaw and Slauson
But that does not define who I am
I am a scholar
Withe the power to be me
And proving that to others is what makes me happy
Endless amounts of Summer heat;
Beating onto my pale skin.
Salty sweat droplets race down my arms;
Now, Bikini's are in.
I devour ripe mangos
with sweets that cascade into my yearning mouth.
Sometimes happiness isn’t New York City.
Maybe happiness is potato soup and turkey sandwiches.
Here we are in the best four years of our life,
We stared this jorney in a new world, it became urworld, and soon we will have to leave this world.
Sometimes between exams and friends the world beats us down,
Ode to a University,
To these dreams and thoughts recurring.
That through the knowlege gained we might become enlightened.
We might gain aspiration and exignece,
Scholl Started
but what does that mean?
The fun is gone?
No it is still here
I can now see my friends all together
It is such a great feeling to be reuinted with the ones you care about
I'm glad I finally came out of my nest
I found my boyfriend who is the best
My love for him is very strong
I hope our love stays forever long
Through this journey of life known as a test
Am I wrong for being different, unlike the typical boys?
The ones who sag their pants to the floor, as I look around it feel like I am unsure
Pineapple Express he is my love
They softened their frozen words for
No one
Trapped in angel white curtains and
High income taxes but
Delicate does not lie.
I want to drink from the fire
I can see it now:
we’re in traffic,
in the left lane
because driving fast with the windows down
is your favorite thing
(you like watching my hair
become a tangled disaster
in the loud wind),
Find yourself exploring
Less bags and more outdoors
See the setting sun
Hear the chirping birds
Smell the sea salted ocean water
Taste the fresh air
Touch the slimy catch of the day
Fingers poised and ready,
Time to keep them steady.
Don't worry about your dress,
Now take a steady breath.
One, two, three fingers start,
Two more join in, creating an art.
Music is flowing,
What is it to gaze
at the majesty in the sky?
What is it to marvel
at the beauty in creation?
To peer and bore
is simply trivial.
One most feel
each blade of grass.
Crawl into
I am stuck in a four wall room,
Hoping not to end up all gloom,
Like rats we fight for the top,
Only to fall and drop,
Soon I'll end up under a tomb
You only hear ambience
But I hear music.
The air swirls around me
The world breathes to the beat of my heart,
A constant, pulsating light:
Strings, percussion, and a choir of Earth's creatures.
Memories are what stitch us together,
Allowing us to smile through anything.
Those old conversations,
The long laughs we shared,
Crazy adventures we courageously became part of.
I love music, and nature, and flowers, and suchI love helping some students with homework and stuff
it appears egon schiele loves women as much as i do.
but he could never properly convey the curvature of your hips,
the pink pout of your lips.
Whew!
I got to catch a breath got to keep going got to keep buzzing
Show the opposition what kind of matter I’m made of.
And I will keep buzzing and blazing bright no matter if we are
Down below or way up high.
What is it that gets me going?
Get the blood rushing and my brain flowing
Imagination running superspeed
Many ideas formulating future a masterpiece
Inspired much by nature and others but it is I that will lead
Oh my gosh, is it really here?
I can't believe it's my senior year.
Although there is plenty reason to fear,
I can only begin to cheer.
The rest of my life will soon be beginning
Summer is over but not all fun is goneits time to start art projects and get them done!thinking outside of the boxits almost a way of getting
H
This last year
of highschool time,
the best friends i've met
in all my life line
On this graduation day
on this last cheer,
we will laugh and have fun
until the sun sets here
A cold-front swooped in in the night,
it brought back nostalgia and I didn't bother wearing a jacket that day.
The wind on my skin,
Autumn in San Antonio crawling back to me and I knew this feeling was everything.
A new year, a new day.
A different hour, a different moment.
Each day, I still wake up to beautiful little people that make me smile.
Being able to inspire and teach them what life is about,
A lavender sky
Shadows caressing the clouds
and millions of laughing stars
The vivacious sun ignores the moon's protests
and takes her into his arms
I lay, entranced by the wonder around me
Music is the melody to my soul
It helps me stay in control
Oh the bright sun takes a toll
The night sky is my song
Yet it is not so long
I love to write and think
It makes my heart sync
Bang, Pow, Wham
Limbs hitting punching bags at all different angles.
Rainbow colored belts are everywhere.
One day you are going to wake up and notice that you should've tried. You are worth the fight. Stop the Negative as well as start the positive. Vast things happen when you distance yourself from the negative.
The homeless seem mistreated
And neglected
I went undercover to see what people would think of me living on the streets
Minute after minute I would hold my cup up high asking for spare change
when I am feeling down, but not feeling music I get my radio then I tune it, I throw my hands in the air and wave like I just dont really care.
He tells me i'm beautiful, makes me blush bright red.
He tells me i'm funny, and thats enough said.
He tells me i'm smart, and that i have a way with words.
He tells me he loves me, and when he says that i hear birds.
I've been called strange
And maybe deranged
Because my views on school aren’t the same
When August rolls around-
I cheer!
Hip-hip-hooray for the new school year!
Oh, no, you too?
Let me step in someone else's shoes
to be Alice for the time
I'll have all kinds of new friends and shrink smaller than a dime
If I would have cried and begged you to stay in your arms, would you have kept me?
would you have let me be?
was it easier to turn your back on me?
who were you truely setting free? you or me?
I may be the loneliest person in the world;
Maybe I identify more with the dead than the living.
Four score and seven years ago
This blasted class began.
I have a dream that
One day the learning will end.
I dream of a different world,
One conceived in liberty--
Or at least freedom from homework!
Sterling Klein
09/09/2014
Forever Unknown
Though the years keep passing,
Time doesn't slow down
It keeps moving without me.
And I am fearing that
What I see
Who knows what this new year holds before me...It can be adventures or maybe even my own destiny.
A guy who is afraid to express his opinion
But has quite a clear vision
How can he overcome this hinderance
Without seeming a bit insolent
One day the answer will be found
But for now he sits tied and bound
I anxiously await the day
My novel is confirmed to play
To invade your minds
With my tantalizing words
For my characters to wound
To uplift, to hurt.
For the hours I've spent
In silence to toil
It's not enough anymore just to work hard,
when there's a million others out there going more than the full 9 yards,
Walking unrecognized in the direction of the masses,
My person behind the curtain is rarely seen,
not many have seen the real me.
I choose what i show to others,
the person behind the curtain is torn.
Tattered and tired.
The person behind the perfectionist
It's a careful process
romantic even,
when you pull off the wrapper
of a Crispy Chicken Asiago Ranch Sandwich
from the Wendy's Dollar Menu
For them
It is a he, a him
For me,
She is
Everything
That i wish I could be
Her passion
riveting and delightful
her empathy
Being a military kid can be a real drag sometimes. You move more than the average teen. Last year I moved to and went to public school.
She is what struck my heart in the first place. She knows how to make me laugh and smile. She knows the cure for my sadness. She is all I need to uplift me in my time of need.
Math is not easy
It makes me queasy
The kids in my class quickly fix that
Sitting in the middle of all these guys
It is hard not to disguise the laughter in my eyes
They crack jokes back and forth
Magnificant form of
Art, not to be
Knocked on.
Exciting beauty in
Unthinkable hues.
Paramount in my interestes.
To the love in my life, mi cultura querida:
You feel like Latin soul,
Baby let that music play,
