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1838325-786765Michigan by Julie WatkinsThe emerald treesglitter and dance in the sun as the zephyr singsDucky Pillow and Blanky by Julie WatkinsMy face nestles into Blanky’s cool depthsas my head rests on Ducky Pillow.My body lurches and convulsesas I drown in my tears. Blanky encases and protects me while Ducky Pillow steadies and comforts.I remember a time when things weren’t so complicated and confusing.Ducky Pillow and Blanky urge me to go backto that time.They whisper of a young girl who was oblivious to heartbreak and free from worries. As I trace the lines of thethree little yellow duckson my pillow,I inhale the nostalgic scent of Blanky.My mind drifts back to the little girl who wassuch a good friend.She was loyal and passionate.Oh my, she was a wonder, like fresh drops of rain on a wise and knowing tree.She would neverleave her friends, neatly stacked and tucked awayin a closet. But I did.The Cannibal Fish by Shanthi ChackalackalThe cannibal fishAte babies and companions 63055509525And then died, aloneThe Time I Lost Touch With God by Shanthi ChackalackalMy dad bought me a conch shellAll big and white and shinyBecause I've lost the one I foundPrecious, yes, but tiny I’ve brought it home to IowaAnd carry it all dayIn it I drop Lord JesusFrom a Nativity display And now all hell breaks loose—I cryAnd stick my little fingers inFor surely losing JesusWas an evil, deadly, mortal sin What’s more, He isn’t owned by me The Savior is my aunt’sI am berated angrily“Retrieve it!” But I can’t!I cannot sleep tonight, you see,For Christ glows in the darkIn phosphorescence heavenlyMore disturbing than dog barks21907517272000 And from this night, forever moreJesus Christ plagues my brainThe memory will always be soreMy reputation ever stained. A Love Poem to Chocolate by Shanthi ChackalackalNothing brings the world more joyOr causes happiness so utterAs chocolate with caramelOr cream or peanut butter.Delightful to both girls and boysMy feelings cannot be expressedIt quite surpasses dolls and toysAnd thus it is herein addressed.For Ghirardelli I would braveThe heat of the Sahara DesertAnd Reese's--oh, they must be savedAnd eaten only during dessert.M&Ms are fun to eatGodiva truffles I adoreFor Lindt I'd even give up meatAs the French would say--C'est amour.As an Augustus Gloop once said,"Shocolate...shocolate...I...lav...shocolate..."A life without it's what I dread,So honestly, why talk of it?Hot chocolate chip cookies areLittle chunks of paradiseAnd brownies, they surpass by farEven the best cooked cake slice.Despite the obvious extentOf my love for all things cocoa beanIt seems my love is not well spentFor chocolate gets pretty mean.The love, you see, is quite one-sidedMy darling never treats me rightA divorce has almost been decidedBecause my clothes are getting tight.I love it still, but hate it too,It makes me want to eat Eat EATI guess I'll take on a new loveMove over chocolate, here comes meat! The End of a Test by Noelle JungFinally, the three day old poopis pulled out without leaving a speck.New by Teagan BellIt is back at lastfrom white to fresh greenwaking from a deep sleepThe Pop by Teagan Bell And Ethan UpchurchI saw it one day in someone else’s handglistening in the sunlightbut a mere glimpseand I could not resist so I leaned in and lickedDogs by Ethan UpchurchI have eatenThe poopThat was in the toiletAnd which you were probably saving for dinner Forgive meIt was muy delicioso6162675143510So mushySo warm1485265333375Instructions for a Homework Day by Noelle JungThere will be days you have tons and tons of homeworkDon’t be stressedTurn your frown to a smile, like flipping a pancake.Breathe in deep and let it out slowly.Know that this is just what you have to go through.It’s part of your life, you can’t avoid it.So don’t be annoyed, there’s no use.Be calm. Accept it. It may seem like the day is never ending but it will end, tomorrow will come. So don’t complain,be quiet and finish your work.You might think that this is uselessbut remember, right this moment, you’re holding a geodeUgly and rough on the outside, but beautiful and shining crystals packed inside of itIf you don’t study, you’re throwing the golden potential right out your windowPeople who know what is good for themselves have seen what potential the ugly rock containedAnd only those who study hard will get to see what is inside of itSo, study hard and have pride in a job well done.There, now you can really smile to yourself.Don’t be stressed.Turn your frown to a smile, like flipping a pancake;breathe in deep and let it out slowly.9.11.01 by Spencer ThompsonNew york is damagedFour planes, 3,000 victimsNever forgottenThe Empty Love by Demi JohannsThe love that’s beneathThe empty heart lies in theDisbelief of hurtStorm of Laughter by Jacquelyn NielsonHead rolls back and eyescrinkle as smile erupts.“Ha ha ha ha ha.”Paradise by Ethan UpchurchFine sands of soft white,Rolling waves of ocean bluesighs deep as the oceanLife by Spencer ThompsonThere will be times when you failBe courageousGet ready to leavequickly nowRun awayBe loyal to yourselfKnow that this will get better and Even though today is getting even worse, Tomorrow the pain will have liftedBe generous to othersCarry them through the painBe gracious to othersWhen others require your helpOffer your hand to help the people who need it the mostBe honest with yourselfFight the urge to say “I’m fine.”Say the truth with confidenceTake a second to realize all you have been throughCount all of the heavy breaths you have hadFeel the despair of all of the others around youPain is required in the human condition And that is what makes you a warrior.Accept each reaching hand which offers help.Morning Love by Jacquelyn NielsonThe strawberry light of dawn begins to stream through the windowsas I walk through the empty, silent halls.I tiptoe very lightly, oh so quietly to her door.Step, step, step, jumponto her bed.I freeze as she sleepily stirs under her sheets.Step, step, step, stop.And now we are nose to nose.She opens one eye and groansbut her annoyance doesn’t faze me.I must let her knowthat I love her, almost as much as my favorite toy.I know that she hates that she loves me so muchand how she can’t resist my love.I nuzzle my face into her hand, begging for her attention.In return, she scratches me under my chin.She’s hit my Achilles heel and I collapse into her.There’s a rumbling in my bellythat moves up to my throatand now I’m purring louder than I’ve ever purred before.Her hand strokes my head as my head strokes her hand.My eyes lock with hers and we silently exchange“I love you.”And now I’m rolling on my backas she’s scratching my belly,all four paws in the air and tail flipping ecstatically.But then she has to get up and our time for loveis all too soon over with.Step, step, step, jumpoff of her bed.High from love, I tiptoe through the hallwayand into his room.Sound of Silence by Nia BasabeI’m watching you lie lifelessSitting by your sideStroking your hairWhispering the words“Everything will be okay”Looking away, denying my word22479000Outside the window I see a butterfly I will be okayJust rest your eyesHolding your hand tightYour smile tells me goodbyeA sound of silence now over your bodyI watch as you find rest inside of yourself.ADHD by Ethan Upchurch and Teagan BellWhen I saw herEverything else set aside,Basking in the ambiance of distractionThe only thing clearare the crystal blue eyesshining like stars in the night skyBut only a slight glimpse was capturedStand by Demi JohannsLooking into your eyesI glance over and see the birdSeeing the tears drip down your faceGently wiping them off with the lotion scented KleenexListening to your soft sniffles“Everything will be okay,” I sayTake a deep breath I wrap my arms tightly around youI can see the hurt in your eyesThe pain is as fierce as a lion Standing by the windowI see a beautiful birdSitting on the balconyThen it flew off with the windGoodbyeMilk Problems by Nia BasabeThis is just to say I have taken your last carton of milkAnd which you probably we going to use for your dying catForgive me but i couldn’t resist, the cereal wouldn’t have been the sameIts was so dry and bitter Like a weary old widow-69532511239500431482561023500Through Our EyesBy Noelle Jung, Ethan Upchurch, Teagan Bell,Julie Watkins, Jacquelyn Nielson,Demi Johanns, Shanthi Chackalackal, and Nia Basabe ................
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