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Remember the heroes Remember them all For their ghosts walk at night on the floor in the hall So bravely they died So fast did they fall But it wasn't in vain, for they saved us all The evil could triumph Could envelop the land An era of darkness could soon be at hand But out of the ashes They arose like a light To battle and defend, and to fight the good fight - E. J. Blade The Attic Under the table over the chair, Enter the attic on a dare, What many things you may find please be gentle, please be kind, to those days we hail, What things have you found, boots and sails, fables, folks and fairy tales, China Dolls, over stuffed toy foxes, and broken music boxes. Dance in the dust, silence is broken, Enter the attic, take a chance, the doors open wide, come inside. Under the table Over the chair, Enter the attic, on a dare. - Ellen Abeli My Prince Charming Chocolate is brown The sky is blue You gave me my glass slipper, like Cinderella And it was then that I knew you were for me & I am for you - Leia, age 9 The Sounds of Love Running water in a brook, Leaves rustling in the silent woods, Silent tears of joy, Smiling faces, Lots of hugs, These are the sounds of love. - Amber Bergeron, age 13 Stranger I have never met him before tonight he is sweet and what a sight He is as gentle as a lamb He is quiet and he wonders he wonders the world Wondering aimlessly looking for someone to love him Untill the end of time He is scared to love someone for he has had his heart broken intimes before and I hope that he can trust me to love him and not push me away. For I truly love him and someday I hope that he will see that I love him for him and not for his money, his belongings but for him and one day I hope that he will see that I love him for him. - Emie B., age 11 Nature's Wish What a beautiful place! Flowers blooming on spring Trees shake of their leaves on Autumn Trees by the side are covered with snow in winter NOW, Look around you - What do you see? Life's slowly dying. . .Losing its glee Remember the seeds on earth we plow They were forgotten they fail to grow The sweet air around me yesterday turned gray The sweet smell of the trees in the forest turned into a bald forest. The cool blue ocean turned to black Sometimes it peeks among the trees Sometimes it whistles sadly someplace where it is polluted It is slowly dying . . . will the next generation still have sweet air to breathe in? tall trees to climbup? or a cool blue ocean to swim on? No! there is nothing left for the next generation How dare we all say that we care when paradise then is now a nightmare Was that a whisper or a gasp we hear? Is it a denial for a picture so clear? - Kjmnerva, age 12 Valentine When I see your handsome face, My heart just stops and skips a pace. You send a chill up my spine. Your looks are just so mighty fine. It feels my heart is in a race. It feels we're in another place. I want your lips to touch with mine. Oh please just be my Valentine. - Cassie Morningstar, age 13 My Reply "To His Coy Mistress" My coyness would indeed endure. You prod me to let down my guard, But then you'd have my winning card. You'd have four aces all in one, And your life would have just begun, But my life could not quite compare, For I'd have only two aces in a pair. If you love me as you confess, My lifelong decision would be no stress. You'd have no reason to push or shove, For my ideals would come above Your many urge of desire and lust For my own need for friendship and trust. Upon my back and on my hide. I hear the time fly by my ear-- Week by week and year by year. But this is where you're quite confused... When I am dead, I won't be used. And in my marble vault I'll lie; I won't please you and you won't I. My beauty will forever be Upon my heart as you will see. I'll rise to heaven up above; I'll be surrounded by angel's love. My abstinence shall hold quite fast. And when my face does wrinkle and age, As it must from earthly rage, I'll sit and laugh at your poor soul, For you will be a lump of coal. Although I cannot ask of you TO give up lust as I would do, You must let go and break away, For I will not give up today. Albeit you're known both far and wide, Out love won't last and can't abide. Granted, I can't offer much gain, Our flame can last if you abstain. Although the sun cannot stand still, My honor can ... and so it will. - Rachel Jo, age 17 The Pencil Sharpener The pencil sharpener is a small, metal But to be cut by is what every pencil But you should know, to be stuck in a pencil scares a pencil, half to death. For all pencils suffer claustrophobicness half to death - Ellen Abeli Life The green of the leaves, Full of life. The seed in the fruit, Spring to life any moment now. I saw the eyes of a timid cat, Glaring coldly. I heard the cackle of a witch, In a sweet melody. I saw the timid cat in her eyes, Purring softly. I heard the melody in a cackle Of a witch. The leaves of the green, Withering, dying. The fruit in the seed, Life won't come right now. A poem written in the form of a Skipping Rhyme by Ms. K. Sravana Reddy, 14 years, Bangalore, India. Ships Big ships, Small ships, All ships Sailing in the sea. The most important ship of all, What's that ship? Of course, It's our friendship . - Lim Yang Ying, age 11 Brave Dan There once was a young man named Dan, Everyone said he was a brave man. Until the 13th of Friday, He fell on sharp hay, He cried and it made Dan look like a old, scared man. - Paul Tokko, age 13, Jan. 20, 1999 My Heart Has to be Fill! My heart is pounding but my blood stands still, There is a piece of my heart has to be fill. But can you understand, can you see what's inside my heart? I never wanted this to happen To fall in love with a stranger, that I don't even know, but in another way I do know. When I see you my blood stops and I can feel my vain And its like a pain. I dreamed of you whenever I could, And I know you never would. At home everything goes well, but then when I go to school it turns like hell. Oh god, I wish it would be over my heart would just stop loving you. You don't know how much it hurts, You don't know if my heart burns. Thats the way it has to be Thats what they all say. Now, I go to lay lay down till my mind goes to sleep So I can forget you forever - Aydan Mirza 15, Los Angeles, California What Happened? You said that I'm your angel but who is to believe I once was your life now it's the t.v. You treat me like a dog when I'm the one with the job you make smart remarks that only benefit you Finally I speak up and you listen to me I'm tired of living the life of a little Indian girl I want a real life but will you be my goal? You surprise me when the next day I come home and you're not on the phone I say what's going on you say how was work I go to take a nap and wake up to the smell of a nice steak cooked with onions topped with a nice thick gravy We go on nice long walks through the park when you speak look what could happen so don't be afraid to say what's on your mind just look at them and say that's the bottom line - Beth Stevens Sing Cherish Sing Little Miss Cherish never sang for her supper But she sang just the same You could hum her a few bars of any old tune And she would sing the refrain Singing is her goal It is her quest And with lots and lots of practice She'll be the very best She will sing on the radio And the TV, too Maybe she'll sing Something for you And maybe someday And if we get along She'll write some nice words And sing me a song - William Cazalas |
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