In the background
Green dancing mountains
Crash through fields of
Light, swiftly falling,
Jumping through the
Blue air like a knife from
The kitchen drawer.
Then a quiet moment
Comes like an ocean of
Love, or a cave of hate,
Banging quiet drums.
A sticky feeling of
Burgundy arises in you
As if you are running
Away from a lake of mistakes

To a palace of freedom.
The sun is crying tears of
Blood, and you can see
The blue eyes of the future,
A pretty promise despite
The salty jealousy of the
Past. Then you close
Your eyes and count,
One, two, three.
You hear the wind call
As you begin to travel
Lightly into the world
As you know it.

by Aurelia, 12th grade

(photo by magander via flickr)

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  1. mariacristina

    Every time I visit this site I’m blown away by what the students write. It’s like they have a secret pulse on a storm of creativity. They wear their dreams on their sleeves.

  2. susan

    Each time I read here, I am inspired. I am equally impressed with the young writers’ use of poetic devices. Whatever you’re doing with these aspiring writers, I hope you continue for a very long time. Please pass my praise along to the poet.


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