A Dark Desire

Snow covers the darkness ahead

And turns a beautiful black,

Into a mystical white

Like a bat transformation

Into a starry shade of a light indigo purple.

He appears before me

With thoughts of anger

And memories of a beautiful happiness.

Once in my brain,

Stuck there forever.

Laughter shocks the heart within

The beating waves float to my arms

I raise them slighty

Feel the energy ready to release

Yet once again he dissapears.

Light

Darkness

In between

I wonder what is that I saw,

As I tell myself

That sound once heard will never be heard again.

Diana Deleanu

ImPuLsE.

Someone this way comes.
He is wearing something.
Yes, he wears a robe.
Covered in blood.

I am breathing.
I am alive.

He pulls out something.
It is covered in something.
Is that dust?
The water around me comes alive.

It is breathing.
It is alive.

It shows me the way to the man.
He is beckoning something.
Suddenly, a light.
It is bathed in something.
Is that a vision?

Knives in the water.
Dust the in air.
Light through the death.
Out of the darkness, there appears...

This is breathing.
This is alive?

I feel something.
Metal on metal.
The light dims.
The man throws the robe.

He is not a man.
What is that strange substance?
Is he...yes.
Hello, Impulse.

Impulse is breathing.
Impulse is more alive.

And he robs me.
Takes my waves of sanity.
There is nothing now!

There is only blood.
I take the words from his gourd.
I eat them as if...
As if...
They were my soul.

I am not breathing.
I am not alive.
Why did Impulse win?
My light fades.

There is silence.
There is...Dead.


Alucard3 I.

Butterflies

Butterflies are fluttering in the sky

Their wings are beautiful and colorful

Their magical bodies sparkle when they fly

There are different types of butterflies

Monarchs, Tiger Shallowtail and more

Some even portray the design of eyes

Starting off as just a simple cocoon

Slowly growing and growing

They hatch and fly as high as the moon

There beauty is inevitable

I hope I can catch one of them soon!

Holiday Cheer

you can tell when that time is near,

that very special time of year,

when the leaves fall down and the snow piles high

holiday cheer brightens even the darkest sky

families come together as gift wrap is torn apart

it goes by so fast that it's almost time to depart

so many things to do

and so many places you can go

maybe even the radio city Christmas show

ice-skating is a must

hot chocolate and egg nog are an amazing plus

if you are lighting candles or lighting a tree

it's something you will always remember even if you're just three

laughing by the fire listening to a holiday song

you know in that moment nothing can go wrong

it's not about the presents ask anyone

it's about what happens after that is done

so you better get ready

it comes as quickly as it goes

THE HOLIDAYS ARE HERE

shout it so everyone knows

How to Feel

I was once alone.
Dreaming, I'd put on my headset and
play the same song so long
that I'd forget the world
and
forget
how to feel.

Then, I met you.
Saw me with my music and
took off my headphones
just to say
hi.

We were together
friends or lovers
I no longer know.

I had come to love you
because
I loved your hatred
your anger
your pain.

I had come to love you
because
I loved your love
your joy
your warmth.

You were my radio channel
to the world.
I learned to feel again
because of you.

Then,
after a time,
I could no longer feel you
your anger
your joy.

And then, you could no longer tell
when I was angry
when I was alone
when I needed you.

Now I put on my headphones and
play the same song so long
to try and forget
how to feel.

-S.S. (Lisa L.)

Morning

Darkness Turns to Light

That warm, protected feeling disappears

Blank thoughts seem to be filled w/ new ideas

Dreams turn to reality

Fears frolic w/ you

Chills rushing inside you

5 more minutes on your mind

Ring Ring Ring is all you hear

Congratulations, another day of the school year

AYJAY

Broken

Broken

Little pieces scatter

Adrenaline rush

Overtaking the emotion of the

Broken

Bone

Feeling faint

Feeling pain

Feeling small

Compared to the size of the

Broken

Bone

The throbbing

Cracked down the middle

A whole no longer

Shock of the

Broken

Bone

My First Poem

So I'm sitting here,
Just thinking and pondering
About my first poem.

Wow I just wrote one!
Accidental creation!
In perfect format!

Again and Again,
Poems spurting out of me,
And now, I am done.

The Pasta

Today I came home
Met up with Daniel Mor
I taught him how to...

...cook tortellini.
He was very, very bad
The pot exploded

The pot went kaboom
There was pasta on the wall
Such a waste of food.

A Series of Pippin Haikus

rehearsal kills me.

the early days and late nights,

will they pay off soon?

get into the box!

it's time for the finale.

think about the sun...

rivers and eagles,

Pippin's corner of the sky.

extraordinary!

Catherine has a son.

she guesses she'll miss the man.

my kind of woman!

Berthe's simple joys,

feasting her belly and eyes,

she wears a beach frock.

FREEDOM

The feeling of danger in

The forest as I walk along

The silence of rebels walking

The sounds of bees buzzing their way

The wind blow the tree’s

Leaf and the frogs croaking

The wind blows slowly and slowly

The sounds of animals walk among us.

The air so gray and smoky

The soldiers bright as yellow

And the rebels invisible

And Ready to fight

Fears in their mind

Value.

A box of chocolates, a box of candies.

A rose, a tulip, a dandelion.

A nice sweater, a good pair of pants.

A ticket to a movie, an actual movie, or an old film projector.

A nicely drawn picture, a good photo.

A nice dinner, a homemade soup, filled with good and healthy foods.

But I think the best ones…

A smile, a laugh,

A hug, a warm embrace.

A good song, a sung song.

A grin, a look of adulation.

A look in the eye, and the words, “You’re Special to me”.

I think those are the best.