Fall 2019 – Page 4 – Teen Wordsmiths

Wolf

The white snow covering its feet were as cold as ice, and the fur of the wolf is like a blanket wrapped around him covering him so snow can’t get in. And the trees are like a skinny twig about to snap from the snow.

Beach

Walking along beach side Listening to the crashing tide Feeling the warmth on my feet A feeling nothing can beat Hearing people elated with laughter Seeing the day die down after Noticing all detail in the landscape Wishing it was all on tape Wind tearing through my hair The feeling beyond compare Sun slowly escapingContinue reading “Beach”

One by One

One by one, roads build up, day by day, class starts up, month by month, class is quiet, year by year, I’m too weird. State by state, travel by, coast to coast, summer ends, month by month, I do not end, coast to coast, left behind. Time to time, it never ends, day by day,Continue reading “One by One”

Blocked

I’m at a Lava Cave Park In a cave that’s dark When he walks in I worry about him I say a prayer Then wait there He comes out safe

Mondays

Early morning Boring class School’s forever Home at last

Hungry

Cannot last Gonna die Hear the growling Ding Dong Ding Pack my stuff Run outside

While I Dream

While I dream I feel like a balloon being let free. I slowly drift away feeling the crisp air rushing against me. As I drift away, my thoughts drift away with me. I don’t have to worry about anything to come. I can just be free and slowly float away. My thoughts disappear knowing thatContinue reading “While I Dream”

The Sound of a Bell

The jingle, the ring, the magical sounds. They fill my ears. The happiness, the glow. It fills my insides with sun. The brightness, the relief. The sound of a bell…

Memories

I have scary memories. Ones of the hospital doors. Ones of hearing my mom cry. Ones of panic and ice cold. I froze in that waiting room. I don’t know what to think… What would happen? I’m brought back to reality. I have good friends near, happy sisters, and I know that he’s waiting forContinue reading “Memories”

He’s Gone

Deep in my soul, a knife stabs my gut. I’ll never see him again. “No” says my mom. “He’s in heaven.” Is he though? Darkness seeps inside of me. And so does great fear. I cry myself to sleep. A deep and lasting slumber, then I wake up and I never feel hunger. I feelContinue reading “He’s Gone”