Original+Poetry--2012

= Original Poetry inspired by the writing of Caroline B. Cooney = = = = =

__ This is Why __ Ava G. February 1st,the day I died I am sorry but this is why. __The town huddled nervously inside its high white walls__ Waiting cautiously for the attack from our Enemy. Enemy? We have no enemies except our paranoia of possible destruction. However, as much as I always wanted to escape this prison of fear I call home, I am bound here by two dreadfully amazing words. Love and happiness. I am terrified to leave for the fear of breaking the love and heart of the only one I truly care for. Also I do not want to lose the only fragment of happiness I know, The joy of being with the one I love from the bottom of my heart. But at last I must go to a place not blinded by fear. So I watch from my boat as my home slowly vanishes. Or is it me who is vanishing from its life and hopefully its memory as well So my dear can we try and love again? I sob at that terrifying thought but I get reminded of a man I once met whom I recall saying, “__Never to drop the glass or let it tip over because it broke more easily than hearts.__” I disagree though because just the thought of never seeing my home again, Which is my love’s warm embrace, tears me Then thinking that my darling could be with another breaks me. I say this as my final message. I have thousands of reasons to leave but only one to stay. It is he who has my soul, my heart, my love, my very body, but I have to leave him. He has many names, but the ones I care the most about are my love, my darling, and my heart. If he has not yet been revealed by now, it is you. I am sorry, but I will be arriving at my destination soon. I cannot tell you where I am, for the fear that you will try to search for me devours my soul. I will say this though. I am safe, I am sorry, and I love you. I am your love, and never forget that. I hope I will return one day, though it is highly unlikely. I truly mean this: I love you and… Goodbye.

=__**My Savior**__= =By Gabriella M.=

I'm gone.
=__ The Key to My Heart __= By Emma D. I climb into the cave and I see the boy, struggling to get up. __ “She was a pool of light… a halo from heaven, __ ” he mutters as he falls asleep. I look at him sleeping. I note his eyes, the __#|color__ of a __warm blue sky over an iron hard sea.__ I guiltily think of the other. The other that holds the key to my heart. His complexion, __shivered gold in the sunlight__. His hands, worn with calluses from arrows and too tight grips of my hand. The familiar hands I know and love. But the thought of living without this scraggly boy in front of me brings me to tears. He too holds the key to my heart. Later, as we sit in the train __#|car__, I wonder, “Who holds the key to my heart?” The boy looks to me and says, “You are the pool of light…. my halo of heaven.” The choice becomes clear. He who loves me holds the key to my heart.

=//**__Spring Is In The Air__**//= By: Ari D. As the months passed __The days leaped forward and winter was flung aside__ The sweet smell of spring finally arrived Critters creep and crawl The birds fly in the breeze Spring is in the air And the leaves are on the trees __I shivered to come and go from a dwelling where no god watched the threshold__ Dark and cold was the threshold Then light and warmth

=**__My Goddess__**= By Maya S. __She was a cloud of gold and a storm of beauty.__ Her voice rose above the wind, __her laugh spilled around me like water from a fountain.__ She gazed at me with her beautiful eyes that were clear like the sea. She told me it would be all right that I would not get hurt. I smiled and believed because who else can I trust other than her? __She was a pool of light…a halo from heaven.__ My goddess of yesterday.

=**__Helen__**= By Sophia H. She is more beautiful than anyone can imagine Her skin is pale and perfect Her hair is curled with shine __She glides among her people like a swan__ Everyone wants her love and affection Or her smile that can make a man faint Her heart however is made of stone She is cruel and selfish She is filled with malice __Think of a warm blue sky over an iron-hard sea__ This is Helen __Swan and Goddess__

=**__From Bad, to Worse, to Good__**= By Ezra B. My grades, they spiral downwards, The second trimester comes to a close I think I have forever to do my work Time, however, is not on my side. __The days leaped forward as winter was flung aside,__ The third and final trimester rams into me I can taste disappointment. Summer break looms in the distance, I have no lives left __Curses poured out of me like lava from the spout of a god.__ But all is not lost, I have a few more assignments left, I can prevail, I know I can; I hope I can, I will do better next year.

__ Spring __ By Benjy H. __ The days leaped forward and winter was flung aside __ __ Curses poured out of me like lava from the spout of a god __ Forget the snow Watch plants as they grow. Winter is over, spring is here Plants are thriving, gardens are near. Winter is gone, so leave your coat Feel the lemonade, run down your throat. The sun is shining oh so bright So play outside day and night.

The day has come to an end. I think back to all that I have done throughout the sunlight hours. I remember the rising sun; __she was a pool of light…a halo from heaven.__ As the sky darkens I begin to yawn and I make my way to the window, a peaceful sigh of relief erupts. I gaze towards the horizon, where the sun begins to set which leaves my sky with the most beautiful pink color. While the sun starts to sink, I feel a tang of sadness as __she glides among her people like a swan.__ I already miss her glowing appearance that makes me smile. Now my sky has darkened leaving only the sadness of the night. But wait, I see a twinkle above my head, could it be? Yes! Beautiful stars dance around my dearest sky. Although the radiant sun has left, a new splendor has come! My sadness has disappeared as I look up at the dazzling lights that ignite the sky.
 * __ Sunset __**
 * Sammi B. **

=**__The Greatest Thing__**= by Rachel O. The greatest thing; skill I have it To succeed I need it __But the gods will take your greatest glory__ Now I am left with nothing __But weakness does not make a king__ Now I must fight to win it back Never stay down, always get back up I feel it in me It’s coming back The greatest thing; skill

=**__Paris__**= By Madelyn S. Paris murdered Cut open men so they would die Evil on the inside beautiful on the outside __His hair the same honey and spice as Helen’s__ Helen his “wife” is a vicious monster She was stolen by Paris on a boat The water on her journey was tough. While the __waves lapped against the ship like dogs drinking from a puddle__ She got there and Paris kissed her No matter what happened Paris would always murder And cut open men and try to steal the hearts of young women

=**__Past (The Vile), Present (The Rubble), Future (Manageable)__**= The future holds, Holds very much, Much more than the past, Past gone, Gone against the rising sun, __Sun slid low in the sky__, Skies soared in time, Time is glassy, __Glassy sea and silent sky gave us no help,__ Help not given by time, Time is glassy, breaking forever, Forever tormented, Tormented by my friends, Friends that didn't trust me, Me at the juncture, "Friends" I betrayed, Betrayed by her, Her face, Face, __Shivered gold in the sunlight,__ Sunlight now darkens, Darkness now shrouds her face, Face abhorrent, Abhorrent is my time at this point, Point in time to change, Change my life, Life from rubble to dust to solid, Solidly built is my life, Life deserves more, More than the past, Past is gone, Gone from recollection, Recollection gone of friends and family, Family lost, Lost to the future, Future is changeable, Changeable ,I must take advantage of, Of the time left, Left to change, Change the present, Present things right, Right for the next generation, Generations gone by the promise of future, Future, the future is grim, Grim but feasible.
 * by Ben R.**

**__ Anaxandra __** By Davi C. I Anaxandra, as gorgeous as ever __ My mother the queen often says my hair is like rose petals. __ I will never be as pretty as Helen Even though she is as pale as can be __ The days leaped forward and winter was flung aside. __ Soon I became known as the crippled Callisto I traveled with Paris and Helen all over the sea Helen knows I am not Callisto Why isn’t it me who can never be seen My head was shaved and I lost my petals At least I still have my “baby” Pleis.

__ The Crossroads __ by Mati Z. It is a barren wasteland, Riddled by fire and ash It is terror beyond imagining The destroyer of the mind

__It is a song not finished__ A reminder of past and future Rather than the end it is the beginning Of an adventure, of a journey

It is a land of shadow and doubt __It is a word to drown in__ It is the tomb of every hope there is It spells out only doom

It is the final home, a paradise The last and greatest wonder of them all It is where we all shall go At the beginning of the end

By Noah G. __ The willows were laced with yellow buds __ Cattails were numerous like the possibilities of universes Her dress was as blue as the sea and as silver as the moon She skipped by the river Her basket, waiting to fill with fragrant flora Her hair so fiery, heat emanated from each strand She had tresses hanging around her face like mistletoe on the ceiling during Christmas __ The rest was braided into a single heavily oiled plait, like a slimy snake __ She sauntered nonchalantly over to her namesake, singing its name: “Lily”
 * __ Lily __**

By Adin S. __ The days leaped forward and winter was flung aside __ Spring passed Summer Summer The days when you feel like a melting Popsicle The days when you feel like a fiery hawk The days when running is faster than before The days when your ice-cream falls off the cone That happened yesterday __ Curses poured out of me like from the spout of a god __
 * __ Summer __**