Poetry & Poets

A poem about poetry.               



Why is it called a poem?

The world may show him

Why must it rhyme?

To school I show up on time

This poem is quite random

A moist towelette the waiter will hand him

And as this poem comes to a close

It reminds me of my toes

-B. E. Dragunoff  

Poem Part 2

Now why am I making this?

More poems about nothing!

I can’t even take this anymore!

Do people even find this amusing?

Because I do not!

I don’t know why I’m even writing this.

Instead of toes I’m reminded by

I think of my left eye.

  • B. E. Dragunoff

Published on 1/18/17


Play the game
Abby Roth

There will always be

A good in goodbye,

Like there will always be

A sparkle in your eye

Whenever you

Hear my name.

It’s why you

Lost our game.

The game goes

Like this:

We’ll cuddle,

Hug and kiss,

And the first one

To love loses.

The winner is the

One who chooses

If we date

Or not,

If we love

Or not,

If we make it...why not?

Soon your friends

Were with mine,

Which was

Completely fine,

Until one told

The truth.

Then you and

I were through.

She said you

Never loved me,

You just needed

Someone to be

A rock in your

Raging storm.

I loved to,

But be warned…

I will not

Be played,

I won’t be

Thrown away,

So I’m out

The door.

This is the

Final score:

I won’t treat you

Like you did me,

It’s one/zero,

You lost baby.

Published on 1/4/17

Empty Space
Abby Roth

I have a

Broken soul,

It’s no longer


Don’t know how

To fix myself,

How to rearrange

The shelf.

Put everything

In its place,

Fill all the

Empty space.

I need

Something here,

But it won’t


I hope I can

Live like this,

I hope I can

Be fixed.

Published on 1/4/17

Abby Roth


You left me,

Falling onto

My knees.

Left in

The dust,

Not willing

To trust

A single

Other soul,

It’s out of


I can’t get back

On my feet,

This is my


I can’t do

This anymore,

Can’t get off

The floor.

I hope

You’re glad,

Now that my

Life’s gone bad.

Just go ahead,

Go on now, leave.

I’ll fall apart and you

Won’t miss me.

Published on 1/4/17

I Wish
Abby Roth

I wish I could show you

Who I really am inside,

But you would never again

Look at me with pride.

I wish I could tell

You what I really feel,

But you’d say, “No way,

None of that is real.”

I wish I could say

What I really want to,

But I’m afraid of

What you would do.

I wish we had a

Better relationship,

But you’d just tell me

To get a grip.

You’d say, “Remember kid,

This is reality.

Listen; grow up,

This isn’t fantasy.”

Published on 1/4/17

Abby Roth

I’ve tried really hard to

Describe what you are to me,

But there’s just so

Many things you can be.

You can be my guardian,

Protect me from the bad;

You can be annoying

And the reason that I’m mad.

I don’t know what you are

To me, you’re everything, really.

It’s kind of like you’ve

Got me on a string.

You don’t let me out of sight,

You’ll need me the next day,

But you won’t hold me

Close; I can’t run away.

I know you’ll still be there

For when I need you,

But it’s sad that you don’t

Depend on me, too.

Published on 1/4/17

Abby Roth

You were

My home,

But you left

Me alone.

Yes, I was

Your home,

But then you told

Me I should go.

You were all

I needed,

Now I feel


You were all I

Needed as well,

Until you made me

A hollow shell.

My life was

A bore

Until you

Gave me more.

My life was

Also hopeless,

Until you made

Me focus.

So why did

You leave,

Knowing we would

Both grieve?

On what I

Really deserved,

But your love

Was unearned.

Why did we do this

To each other?

Now we can only

Be left to wonder.

Published on 1/4/17

I Wish I Was A Bird
Abby Roth

I wish I was a bird,

One that could fly,

See everyone else

From high in the sky

See the suburbs,

And the city,

The trees, and in the

Distance, the sea.

I wish I was a bird,

That sat in a tree,

With other birds; friends

Sitting there with me.

Sitting and waiting,

Nothing going on,

Just cars here now,

The next second gone.

I wish I was a bird

With elegant feathers,

Spread out in the heat,

Hidden in wet weather.

Wings like an angel,

Colors of the sky above,

Feet like the golden sun,

A color that I love.

I wish I was a bird

That found another,

And one day in future,

A bird that was a mother.

Published on 12/16/16

Ambling On
Abby Roth

Beautifully broken,

That’s what I am.

A piece of my heart

Is in your hand.

Didn’t mean for you

To have it,

To treat me as

A toy to hit.

Hard for me

To handle,

I can only


I must

Move on,

Before my

Heart is gone.

I’d give it to

Anyone else gladly,

But no one will

Take it; sadly.

Published on 12/16/16

Who You Are
Abby Roth

I can’t write a poem that makes

Sense for a person that doesn’t,

Just like I can’t say it was your

Fault when it wasn’t.

You are special to almost

Everyone you meet,

You are always yourself,

Good or bad, cool or freak.

You stay true to the ones you

Love, whether or not that’s me.

You keep the important ones close,

But still let them roam free.

You are who you are,

Left or right, right or wrong.

You don’t dance but move

To your own signature song.

And only the best ones

Know how it goes,

Because only they

Know how to get close.

Published on 12/16/16

 I'm From...
Abby Roth

I’m from Florida, New Jersey,

And everywhere in between.

Even Connecticut now,

As it seems.

I’m from the park across the street,

The swings, tables and benches,

Even the tree in the yard

Without low hanging branches.

I’m from “new kid” to “cool kid”

In a matter of weeks,

But it still doesn’t feel

Like the real me.

I’m from letters to colors,

F to Green,

Baxter and Fedele

To Goffin and Biondi.

I’m from Brian, Dana, Ria

Rachel, Rayhanah, and Jess

To Tammy, Taylor, Emma and Anna,

But I just don’t like this test.

Test of friendship,

Character and faith,

But all I’m seeing

Here is wraiths.

Published on 12/16/16

What I'm Made Of
Abby Roth

I’m from M&M and chocolate

Chip cookies burning in the oven,

Strawberries, cherries and

Watermelon as a snack,

Eating pizza, then in the bathroom

Because the cheese fell off the bread.

I’m from a splinter,

A tack,

Temper tantrums, and

New boots in the soft carpet, then

In the ER with a needle in my head.

I’m from Nibbles and Milky Way,

Molly and Mindy and

Perrywinkle the fish.

Spinning in circles in my Barbie

Jeep and keeping things a mess.

Billy Joel,

Don McLean, and


To Carrie Underwood,

Raelynn, and

The Zac Brown Band.

All in all, this is what I’m made of.

When I look into the mirror, this is

What I see. But there’s still my future,

I’m more than memories.

Published on 12/16/16

Walk Beside Me
Abby Roth

“Don’t walk in front of me… I may not follow”

How can I trust you?

How do I know you’re taking me down the right road?

Do you really know what to do,

Or are you trying to deceive me; give me the whole load?

“Don’t walk behind me… I may not lead”

Should you really follow me?

Am I the right path for you?

Are your instincts correct, or

Do you not have a clue?

“Walk beside me… just be my friend.”

I don’t need you in my front or back,

I need you right here, to be the light in the black.

Quote by Albert Camus

Published on 12/16/16

Abby Roth

I can’t think.

I don’t know.

Only so far is

How far I’ll go.

Won’t push,

Won’t pull.

My brain’s

All full.

It’s also empty,

Noting coming in.

Gone, but I

Still lift my chin.

I will have hope,

For at least one,

One that matters,

That isn’t done.

One, unlike me, that

Has a life to live.

One, unlike me, that

Has something to give.

Published on 12/16/16


Fly away young one

Fly away home

But you are just a potato

So you hopped in a spaceship

Now you are a space potato

In outer space

You have very little oxygen

So go back in

You little potato

You know nothing of Earth

Poor little potato

You are now my dinner

-B. E. Dragunoff

Published on 11/30/16

Jaelynn Cafourek



Liquidus touch

As it caresses my lips

The warmth tingling through my fingers

The red cylinder

Piercing my shut eyes

In the ecstasy

Of a sip



All that i need

The pungent

Beautifully stinging


Now entering my veins

The subtlety abrupt


Of a flavor

Beyond fathoming

Peppermint Mocha

Published on 11/30/16

Abby Roth

Blue lines

On blank paper,

Ideas burned away

Like vapor.

Nothing in

My head,

It’s silent,

Almost dead.


They come,

Like flowers blooming

In the sun.

Quickly writing,

Pencil scratching,

Words finally


After my work

Is complete,

I know I

Will succeed.


With delight,

Victory is

In sight.

Published on 11/30/16

Just Can't
Abby Roth

Don’t care

How I feel,

Nothing here

Is real.

Can’t stand

The pain

Or your


I can’t live,

Just die,

It’s no


That you

Left me,

Can’t you


I’m bleeding


But filled

With doubt.

Can’t stand,

Just fall,

Shut down

And bawl.

You’re tearing


My poor, sweet


I’m broken


Trying to


The pain,

So bad,

I wish

I had

Taken the


Instead I

Rolled the dice.

They didn’t

Land right,

Have to give

Up the fight.

Cracked to

The core,

Just can’t

Take anymore.

Published on 11/17/16

My Heart
Abby Roth

I left, I’m gone, not coming

Back this time.

It’s hard, when you leave for

Everything to be fine.

But I promise we’ll meet again,

I’ll be back,

Even if what we had we

Now lack.

I love you, I miss you,

But we’re never apart,

You will always be the

Closest one to my heart.

Published on 11/17/16

The Storm
Abby Roth

Down on

My knees,

I’m begging

You, please

Let me


Let me make

It through.

The blasts

About to hit,

But I

Won’t quit.

I’m fighting through

The hurricane,

Ain’t nobody

To blame.

Finally in

The eye,

But no time

To cry.

Hiding from

The earthquake

Before the

World breaks.

It might not be

Because of me,

But I still

Won’t flee.

I won’t


I will fight

The storm.

Published on 11/15/16

Abby Roth

Knives in

My back,

Seeing what

You lack.


In the air,

Now it’s


It was all

That I need,

Finding it’s

Hard to breathe.

Face down

On the floor,

Don’t need

Any more.

But it keeps

Coming, coming,

So I’m

Running, running

To you,

In your arms,

Turn off

The alarms.

Don’t care

What I try,

See it

In your eyes.

We were in

The light,

But it’s black


You were all

That I craved,

Now I can’t

Be saved

From you,

Your dark soul.

It’s taken

Its toll

On me

And my heart,

Don’t want

To restart.

But I can’t

Take it,

Time for

A split…

I’m sorry,


But still

Worried, worried

That I won’t

Make it past,

The storm,

I won’t last.

I look up

At the sky,

It’s time for

Me to fly.

Published on 11/15/16

Abby Roth

You break my fingers,

Break my wrist,

But here’s

A little twist:

Every once in a while

You break my heart,

Tear, rip, and

Shred it apart.

You kill me,

Inside and out,

You yell and

Scream and shout.

I can’t take it,

Bye Felicia,

You act like you’re

A queen, a diva.

But you’re not,

Sad to say,

Not now and

Not in future days.

So leave,

And don’t come back,

No one will miss you,

Go start to pack

For on the road,

To find a home,

‘Cause it's not here,

Go on now, roam

The world,

The street.

Find your place,

Make your own beat.

Published on 11/15/16

Just A Boy
Abby Roth

You’ve always been

By my side,

You take me out

Of the riptide.

You are the light

That shines through,

When I’m happy

Or feeling blue.

You make me happy,

Make me smile,

You’d do anything, even

If it’s not your style.

You pick me up,

Not drag me down.

When I’m with you

I never frown.

You fill my

Heart with joy,

Even though you’re

Just a boy.

All these things

And more, too,

Is exactly why

I love you.

Published on 11/15/16

Abby Roth

You made me shy and self-conscious,

You made me worried about

How I look and act.

But you actually helped me

Find myself in this crazy ride called life.

You made me confused and annoyed,

Then left me alone in the dark.

You showed me the

True feelings of a heart.

Then I was abandoned once again,

With no one to pick me back up.

I was left there a while,

Telling myself you would come back...

But you aren’t

And you still haven’t come back.

I’m still in the dark.

But some new friends found me

And are helping me back into the light.

But you’re still gone…

And because of what you did to me

You are not allowed to come back.

Published on 11/4/16

Silence Is Among Us
Abby Roth

Silence is among us.

The wind could be howling,

But instead a slight breeze.

Silence is among us.

There could be honking horns and terrible traffic,

But just a car here and there.

Silence is among us.

Animals scattered in the trees,

But just leaves ruffling.

Silence is among us.

Writers thinking and jotting down,

But just my pencil scratching.

Silence is among us.

There could be people all around,

But it is only me.

Silence is among us.

Published on 11/4/16

Not Mine
Abby Roth

I live here,

Where the sun shines,

It’s a home,

But it’s not mine.

Past and future,

Follow the line.


But they’re not mine.

It’s fresh,

The forest pine.

A favored scent,

But it’s not mine.

Loved ones,

Three or nine.

I care for them all,

But they’re not mine.

You’ve no idea

How hard I try.

This is my life; my body,

But still...not mine.

Published on 11/4/16

Love No Longer
Abby Roth

Your love is like a game,

You can’t keep it all straight.

Don’t care about others

Who have hearts with open gates.

I was an open book,

Poured it all out to you.

You took all of me,

Now I’m broken in two.

Too many pieces,

Too hard to solve,

A never ending puzzle,

My heart has dissolved.

I can love no longer,

My heart is broke.

The fire burned out,

You went up in smoke.

Published on 11/4/16

Lost Love
Abby Roth

Love is very complicated,

Crazy, one might say.

No specific boundaries,

All the lines are gray.

I thought I knew how it felt,

Once in my life,

But he left my heart broken,

Stabbed with a knife.

Of course we still see each other,

Every now and then,

But we don’t talk about the past,

We’re not going there again.

I heard he wants it back,

The way it used to be,

But I don’t think I could take it,

The way he treated me.

I feel love no longer,

There are no hearts around my head,

I don’t smile when I’m with him

And the butterflies are dead.

We haven’t talked since,

Even when we see each other around.

There is no water near us,

But we still slowly drown.

Published on 11/4/16

Abby Roth

A girl is

Out there,

Blue eyes,

Blonde hair,

Just looking for something to eat.

There also is

Another man,

Around his finger’s

A wedding band,

In his house, trying to make it neat.

Man laughing,

Girl crying,

Both slowly


Because of the lives they have.

Only trying

To live,

Need something


But isn’t, so they slowly go mad.


Is the problem,

Starvation and

No blossom,

Neither come so easily.

Neither get

What they want,

And it can’t be


Both drown in their never ending grief.

Published on 11/4/16

Happily Ever After
Abby Roth

You walk over, she looks up,

And when you see her face…

It’s scarred, yet beautiful, and in that moment,

Your whole world will change.

Soon she’s in your sweater,

Wrapped in your arms tight.

You cuddle together,

And stay there for the night.

One day you come over,

Bent down on a knee.

She covers her face and cries,

But it’s because she’s happy.

Her mother’s acting crazy,

Her father’s going insane.

You tell her, “It’s okay,

Throw the plans down the drain.”

You take her to the park

That she played on everyday.

You both say, “I do,”

And kiss in the rain.

No, it isn’t perfect,

You argue every now and then.

But you take her by the hand,

And say, “Remember when…

“You were in my sweater

That cold winter night.

And said, “Babe, this is

Just in case we fight.

“I love you you are mine,

Through the rain and the sun.

It’s you and me forever,

We are each other’s number one.

“Kiss me on the cheek

When you need to say this rhyme.

I’ll remember too, and

We will be just fine.”

He still loves her,

And she has always loved him.

Happily ever after

Has happened once again.

Published on 11/4/16

Abby Roth

I don’t mind your dark side,

The shadows that you have.

I don’t care about your demons,

They can’t be half bad…

Unlike mine.

They follow me, they haunt me,

They control my mind.

They change and reshape me,

They’re the reason that I cry.

But you came along and

Suddenly, they went away.

Now I can sleep at night,

And go about my day.

But when you left me, they came back,

Even worse this time.

I can’t hear or breathe,

Or see, they make me blind.

Please come back, I love you,

Come back and make them leave.

I can take the pain no longer,

I’m crying into your sleeve.

Hug me, kiss me, love me,

Please, do anything.

Just keep the demons away,

My mind and body are aching.

They just keep on hurting me,

Oh, please be my saving grace.

Leave the demons here and

Let’s get out of this place.

Published on 11/4/16

Abby Roth

And suddenly,

I couldn’t come above.

I won’t lie, I liked it,

Maybe even loved

The black, the darkness,

Please let me keep it,

I know I deserve it,

It’s my little secret.

Don’t take it from me,

The perpetual gloom,

I know it’s my fault,

So just leave me in this room

With no light,

No lantern or candle.

I want to be alone,

I can handle

Death, you know,

It’s not that bad.

Because of you, in fact,

I already have.

Published on 11/4/16

Abby Roth

Falling down

Is hard,

It hurts

A lot.

It leaves you with

Scars and bruises

That may not

Ever heal.

But when life

Is too hard

To stand,


I know it’s hard to accept

That you’re allowed to give in,

But it is perfectly okay

To admit you’re not okay.

Sometimes it’s not you,

But other people in the way.

So dream,


And love.

Your heart is just a beatbox
For the song of your life.

So dance.

Published on 11/4/16

Broken Heart
Abby Roth
In the beginning, it was me, myself and I,

Then I made my way through,

Climbing over my hills of shyness,

And I had new friends.

The crazy one (just like me), and

Her close friend (with sanity),

The one in the middle,

Her beautiful bestie,

Ms. Basketball,

And one with loyalty.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven

Is not an even number.

Someone sits out,

Someone is an extra wheel.

The extra wheel who sat with

A stranger for months,

Because that wheel was considered

A stranger too.

“New” to this school, all alone,

And again it was me, myself, and I.

But again I reached up

And conquered my

Hills of shyness,

And had them all back,

But that didn’t last,

Because seven is still an odd number,

So again I got left behind

And the hills

Got steeper,

And steeper,

And harder to climb.

So again it’s me, myself, and I.

But a fourth person came along

And is still here to stay.

I am not alone anymore,

Because loneliness is

Always with me.

Published on 11/4/16


Abby Roth


Is how I feel,

Nothing here

Is for real.


Is what I see,

On the bottom

Is where I’ll be.


Is creeping in,

Knowing that it

Soon will win.


I’ve lost hope,

It’s all just

A stupid joke.


Has come for some,

But me?

No, I’m done.

Published on 11/2/16


I Love You
Abby Roth

I love you,

With your half smile-half smirk,

But then it went away.

I love you,

You are my sunshine,

But then came the rain.

I love you

Because you loved me back,

I thought it was destiny.

I love you

And your perfect smile,

But then came your meant-to-be.

I love you

Are perfect words for ones

Who mean the most.

But then those words are thrown away

Like nothing more than ghosts.

Published on 11/2/16

The Least I Can Do
Abby Roth

Busy, busy, busy,

All the time.

Pushed and stressed,

But says everything’s fine.

Work, work, work,

Never at home,

Or course they’re together,

But they feel alone.

Back, back, back,

Please come back.

I need you but you’re not here,

Your presence is lacked.

Love, love, love,

I’ll give mine to you,

It might not be much,

But it’s the least I can do.

Published on 11/2/16


Price of A Living Soul
Abby Roth

I sit

And I stare,

And pretend

I’m not there.

Not in the


Don’t have to


The price of

A living soul

In the world’s

Mixing bowl.

I am on

My own,

No place to

Call home.

Just keep on,

Keep on running,

They can’t catch you

When you’re moving.
Published on 11/2/16


Abby Roth

It was just the three of us,

Her, him, and me.

All together,

Out on the beach.

Laying in the sand,

Or out in the water,

We were with each other,

But they didn’t bother

Putting up with me,

They left me behind.

In the end it is ourselves

We must remind

To stay calm,

And be okay with it.

It’s a part of life,

When people split.

I was stuck in the dust,

Staring out into space,

They didn’t see

The look on my face.

It wasn’t anger,

Fury, or hate,

It was realizing that this,

Indeed, was my fate.

Instead, loneliness

Was the look.

Because our friendship,

They took.

Now I’m stuck here,

In the sand,

Reaching up

For a hand

To help me

Get back on my feet.

Instead, I have to give up,

I choose defeat.

Published on 11/2/16



Why can’t there be peace all around?

Why can’t we love?

For we have drowned,

and believe we are above

Why must there be war?

Why can’t we care?

For we always want more,

and never know how to share

Why don’t we show respect?

Why are we foolish?

For we like to disconnect,

and think we’re useless

Why do we act this way?

Why is it hard to become a newman?

We blame it on they,

because we are human

Tamara Barkasy

Published on 10/20/16


A poem about poetry.               



Why is it called a poem?

The world may show him

Why must it rhyme?

To school I show up on time

This poem is quite random

A moist towelette the waiter will hand him

And as this poem comes to a close

It reminds me of my toes

-B. E. Dragunoff  

Published on 10/19/16



Word don't always
They can rip, tear down
and bring out dread

But even worse than words,
carelessly thrown around,
is something most people
are eventually bound

it's worse than crying
yourself to sleep,
worse than diving
in too deep

"sticks & stones are hard on bones
aimed with angry art,
words can sting like anything,
but SILENCE breaks the heart"

Phillis McGinley

Published on 10/19/16


I Wish I Could Fly

By: Grace Yu

I wish I could fly

Be able to lie down in the sky

Be able to stand in the sky while eating pie

Be able to sit in the sky while eating Thai

Be able to be near the fireworks on the Fourth of July

Be able to be in the sky in a blink of an eye

Not being able to fly just makes me cry

Oh, I wish I could fly

Published 3/2/16


By Ishy Khan

Yes it is true that there is

Autumn lies

Autumn cries

and Autumn sighs

But there’s also

Autumn vibes

and the Autumn skies

because Autumn tries

          and Autumn thrives           

Published on 11/17/15


What Would You Do?

By Sanvi Bhardwaj

Words. Just a few simple words can alter a person forever.

Tarnished words, filled with hatred.

Why? To hurt, to be cool, to take revenge?

Some of these simple words can consume your soul,

sucking in the last of happiness, joy.

Some really take a life.

Others, devour. What do you do?

Do you pass by? Do you just listen?

Or do you do something?

“Stop.” or “That’s not nice.”

That can change an individual.

Those people will know you helped them,

And you will be proud.

But what do you choose to do?

Do you stomp it out? Or do you just pass it by?

That’s for you to decide.

Published on 2/25/15


“Snow Village’s shadow” by Anna Daniels

I tell the truth but yet I lie

    I wonder if they will ever see

        Past my mask someday.

But I know not to hope for it will never be.

    Any second, minute, hour, or day it will come,

Death taking me away in the dead night.

No one will notice


My name says it all.

        Like a curse it follows.

        Yukimura Kage

    Snow Village’s shadow

So true in it meaning.

For I am a shadow to the world,

    a simple wallflower.

        They come and go those that they call friends.

        What is their purpose?

Why do they leave?

I don’t care anymore,

it every day life.











Published on 12/2/14


You Say That Now

By: Shreya Dhume

When we were young, we told them, “I’ll never disobey you, I’ll always be good”

They just smiled and said, “You say that now”

When we were a little older, we sometimes failed to be true to that statement

But we still said, “I’ll never disobey you, I’ll always be good”

They just smiled and said, “You say that now”

When we were teenagers, we almost always felt annoyed and talked back because we thought they didn’t understand us

Sometimes, we said awful things to them like, “I hate you”

They said, “You say that now”

When we got older, we moved far from them, but we still kept in contact with them

We thought back to how we used to tell them we’d always be good

And how untrue that statement became the older we got

And now that we have grown up, we feel as we did when we were very young

We tell them, “I wish I’d never disobeyed you, I should’ve always been good”

And they just smile and say, “Thank you for saying that now”  

Published on 11/19/14





Sanvi Bhardwaj

Maroon Team

The Death of Teletubbies

They've stopped skipping for weeks,
    but PBS doesn’t seem to care,
    because they don’t make money anymore,

Their voices have started to droop,
    Naughty Noo-Noo doesn’t vacuum toast,
    they think it’s just a phase,

That it will pass,
    That little boys and girls everywhere,
    will learn to love again.

They fail to see,
    Tellytubbyland is losing its color,
    The Sun Baby beginning to lose its shine.

Until, one day,
    Their colors are all gone,

    Red is gone from Po,

Purple is gone from Tinky Winky,
    No more yellow for Laa-Laa,
    Green from Dipsy,

Their rainbow world seems to have gone black,
    Where, somewhere in Cheshire, Connecticut,
    A little girl is beginning to cry, saying,

“Mommy, is it true, is it true, are they not real?,”

    And she sits with the girl,
    Nice and tight,

And, beginning from the start,
    Begins to take apart,
    from the orange of the flowers,

The color of their hair,

And begins to tell her,
    That is is time to say,
    Good night.

Published on 11/7/14

They Asked
Kaitlen Barnhart

When we were in preschool,

they asked us what we wanted to be,

ballerina, princess, astronaut, football player

they nodded to us, knowing that these would not come up later.

When we had gone to first grade,

they asked us what we wanted to be,

famous anything is what came,

they nodded to us, knowing that these had television to blame.

When we had gone through elementary,

they asked us what we wanted to be,

scientist, football player, doctor, vet,

they nodded to us, knowing that these choices were not yet set.

When we had gone through junior high,

they asked us what we wanted to be,

author, doctor, singer, dancer,

they nodded to us, ready for a permanent answer.

We went through high school with these childish dreams,

and then, they asked us what we wanted to be,

we gave up the visions that came from our television,

and became things we never imagined.

Construction workers, contractors,

some moved out west to work with the tractors,

nurses, salonists, teachers,

all came to be as our imagination grew weaker.

Now we are adults with our imagination gone,

some of us haven’t seen it in so long,

but I, rather, see it everyday,

because I never gave up my dream from that preschool day.


Published on 10/22/14

The Hunter

HE TOOK his trusty gun in hand

And wrangled large, defeated foe

Then walked for miles throughout the land

Through places others dare not go

They say he walked for three days straight

And never once caught looking back

He kept with him the beast till late

The one that took so long to track

This undead beast, it opened eye

And raked its claws across his chest

The hunter gave a battle cry

And put the beast to final rest

The sun sank low, the moon shone bright

The hunter had to find a place

To spend another sleepless night

Where shadows blanket watchful face

Black-robed phantoms of the night

Weaving in and out of trees

The howling of wolves and cold, harsh light

Carried in the lonely breeze

And when the daylight climbs the hills

Garish light from rising sun

His resting body lying still

Arm around protecting gun

The clouds storm in, in troops they march

The weakend sun has fell behind

The darkened sky a blackened arch

Clouds interlocked and intertwined

The rain was pouring from the sky

And soaked all that was in its way

The hunter, huddled, staying dry

Oh, it was a dismal day!

He wanted home, so left dry cave

He took his gun and grabbed his kill

He persevered and remained brave

Through the valleys, over hills

And at long last, he reached his home

He tumbled toward it, beast and all.

Then stopped abruptly, tried to comb

Back messy hair begun to fall

He bounded quickly up the stairs

Then flung the heavy door aside.

His startled eyes met up with theirs,

And closed the door to the outside.

Moreira Salsman

Published on 10/8/2014


Weeping Willow

Verse 1

    When I was new

    You learned to achieve

    Grabbing me away

    Before we could leave

    Then you’d take my arm

    Roll up my sleeve

    And affectionately bite it

    Without using your teeth

    Your daughter’s first daughter

You saw her in me

    You saw that girl in me


And the weeping willow weeps

For the time that’s taken wing

Like an eagle taking flight

And a lark about to sing

We only have our memories

Treasured in our hearts

Keep them with you always

Never will we part

Wrap me in your memories

Your boughs will keep me dry

I’ve learned and seen and known so much

Since you taught me how to fly

Verse 2

    At three I was a small shadow

    To follow you wherever you’d go

    I clasped my hands behind my back

    When you turned around

    It made you laugh

    Then we’d go inside

    And you would stir

    Pesto sauce with your girl

    Your great big little girl


And the weeping willow weeps

For the time that’s taken wing

Like an eagle taking flight

And a lark about to sing

We only have our memories

Treasured in our hearts

Keep them with you always

Never will we part

Wrap me in your memories

Your boughs will keep me dry

I’ve learned and seen and known so much

Since you taught me how to fly

Verse 3

    Then the red convertible came

    We drove with the top up in the rain

    But when there was sun

    We’d put it down

    And drive that Audi all over town

    Then we’d come home and make pesto again

    I couldn’t have been more than ten

    Not much more than ten.


And the weeping willow weeps

For the time that’s taken wing

Like an eagle taking flight

And a lark about to sing

We only have our memories

Treasured in our hearts

Keep them with you always

Never will we part

Wrap me in your memories

Your boughs will keep me dry

I’ve learned and seen and known so much

Since you taught me how to fly

--Musical Intermission--

Verse 4

    Then you went to California

    And never returned

    On March 19, 2013

You departed from this world

    To meet the God in Heaven

    Whose kingdom lies above

    He wrapped you in his arms

Embracing you with love

    This startling event changed everything in me

    My weeping willow tree

    You’re my weeping willow tree


And the weeping willow weeps

For the time that’s taken wing

Like an eagle taking flight

And a lark about to sing

We only have our memories

Treasured in our hearts

Keep them with you always

Never will we part

Wrap me in your memories

Your boughs will keep me dry

I’ve learned and seen and known so much

Since you taught me how to fly

    You taught me how to fly.

By: Moreira Salsman

In tribute to Juan G. Collas, the best grandfather anyone could ever ask for.
                                                                   Published on 3/13/14

By: Moreira Salsman

You stand there

Hand raised in salute

Ready to fight for your country,

Your freedom,

Your family,

Your life.

They called you here to fight

But you came here

To save people you don’t know.

To be a hero

To be acknowledged

To be remembered

To be known.

Be proud of the country you fight for.

Be strong in head, mind, and heart.

Remember your country,

Your freedom,

Your family,

And your life.

And go out onto the battlefield

With love in your heart.

Published on 3/7/14

Who Dares Control the Storm?

By: Moreira Salsman

Who dares control the storm?

That quakes in its fury

Taking out its anger on those below

Who dares control the storm?

that builds a wave of water

just to flood the unsuspecting people

Who dares control the storm?

Throwing lightning at its victims

and pelting all with rain

Who dares control the storm?

whose eye is the only calm

of the mighty hurricane

Who dares control the storm?

I tell you now,

I speak the truth,

it is only God

who dare





Published on 10/23/13


Walk Alone


Through the deserted fields,

Once alive but now irrevocably dead,

I walk alone

through the cold, bleak nights.

I am withering,

Dying with each passing moment.

Hope once burned

Bright within,

The only flare in a cruel

Unforgiving world.

And then the wind blew it out,

And as each little ember died on my heart,

They each became a

Sick reminder

That it was I who was the blame.

They gnawed away at my

Paper heart,

And soon that was added

To the growing list of things I had killed. 

The stars shine like pinpricks of light in the sky,

Only to fade as I

Walk below.

The moon’s glow cannot penetrate such a thick gloom

As that which blanketed my world,

A world where darkness reigns above all else.

Fear flashes like lightning

In the sky,

And rain spatters down,

Tears falling from above.

As I deliberately walk alone

During the eleventh hour,

I approach the Edge of the world,

the Final Destination,

The tears still fall

Until mercifully,

I know no more. 

Natalee Marini

Whispering in the Stars.

I want to be there.
With the stars.
Leaving behind all memories
to run away.

Up above a world so high
Shining, watching, whispering.

Shining above all
for people to awe and gaze at.
Watching down below,
to see the calm, silent nights.
Whispering to the Earth,
“Goodbye” and “Goodnight”.

I will be there.
In the stars.

Mara Tu

For some reason I can’t explain.

Out there.
There is a land of paradise.
Where happiness prevails and hatred is nowhere to be found.
Where people are all loved.
Where there’s nothing wrong and nothing to do something wrong for.
Where people are completely revealed.

I can imagine that there is no heaven.
But instead, a land of paradise.
For people to be cheerful about their lives.
For everything to be equal.
For everything to be fair.
For wrongdoings to be taken back.

That land.
That land of paradise.
Must have all the right questions.
Must have all the right answers.
Must have the admittance of everything.
Must have everything of paradise.

Paradise... must be something good, yet
for some reason... I can’t explain.

                                                        Mara Tu

When Darkness Replaces The Light


Darkness controls my mind,

Weaves its spiny tendrils through my already

Shattered heart.

Blood drips from the thorns pressing into my sides,

Yet oddly, it doesn't hurt.

The darkness,

Crushing me from the inside out,

Feels good, long-awaited release,

Icy enough to soothe my burning soul.

The light fades from within,

Replaced by the malevolent caliginosity of the outside,

But I don't mind.

I drown inside my mind, my thoughts

Vise-like, choking, strangling.

And as the night fades away, I remain intact,

The only thing of that time remaining.

And I finally feel like I belong.

Natalee Marini

"Candled Light"

Sabrina DiSorbo

All is darkness, hope thrown in the abyss of memories- let forth the tears unto open roses whose thorns seek death with bloodied tips. Feel the cold embrace as you escape, emotions lost and emotions gained. See what truly is as I travel henceforth, clothed in darkness yet is never there, for twas never to be accepted. All I am is all I was so I shall be forever and eternally



“The Marks of a Murderer”

Sabrina DiSorbo

What if the misuse of alcohol and drugs lead a person to believe that the darkness society hides away is what should be brought to light? It leaves darkened scars etched into the stone faces masked in hatred, hardened from the deaths of innocent people. What happened to those whose hands were bloodied by countless massacres and bathed in the tears shed without guilt, listening to screams as if it were music never once asking the fatal question what have I done?



"Blackened Tendrils"

Sabrina DiSorbo


Death shall not be fought,

~without reason

Death is not withstood,

~only obeyed

Death calls thine life.

~without rhyme.



"All for Naught"

Sabrina DiSorbo


Lead in my blood, fingertips encrusted with reddened secrets~

Drowned in feelings

Dying within my thoughts...


Throughout the stillness, silence creeps

Bringing with it dark Truths...


~Thy shalt not be silenced with silver thread.



Stark white and glaring.


Swimming in the madness I find what is to be called my Mind.

Let thy darkness shine through

the eternal





"Shattered Heart without it to Hope"

Sabrina DiSorbo

Bloodied thorns upon a rose so bright

Shall my love cometh to thou tonight?

When darkness seeps and illness spreads,

Will lighted hearts join thy thread?

Hopeless may it be to dream,

but...Doth I dream upon a star?

I might and I may,

 I wisheth to darkened Day,

My Love!

...whose life had not cometh to light that day.



"Hidden Love"

Sabrina DiSorbo

In darkness it dwells


Once ashen and bitter, now glows with a bright sheen and sparkle.

Without Hope it withers, molding from the gloom as death eats the corpse.

With it Life will bloom with newfound wonder.

Hope Burns. Independence Chills.

dismayed, without a clue, it wanders~

Bringing light with it to shed on weakened souls.


Never staying, always held close.

Without it all will perish,

With it darkness festers

Death creeps as luminous light pulsates with life.



A cycle never broken.

"Life Eternal"

Sabrina DiSorbo

forever, Internal without rhyme

Always, in rhythm with a single beat

never fading, always bright.

When darkness claws the land with icy nails it stops, forever lost, never gone, smaller, softer, rhyming with rhythm , sleeping with the beat as all peacefully goes on:                                         

  ~Tis Life.

"A darkness so" 



~Sabrina DiSorbo~


light casts shadows for a reason, It is not for the cowardly, nor the ones that copy for life. Death will come, not to be cruel nor for spot, but to release things from the restraints of time. Let Life Live without knowledge of answers, doing what is right, A shadow by its own definition. When Death becomes Visible, it is not for the sake of Pain, it is the reason of Time, stopping us from further wanderings and wonderings. It is because there are things better left in darkness, unscathed by light, to be forever unnoticed...Left to...the...imagination of...the mind~



                                                                                                ~...With it Lost Time...~

"What Forever sounds like"

~Sabrina DiSorbo~


What I say

What I do

The things I love~

are in you

never to be


...~encased in your tomb.


heart will always

beat for you

...for you

belong to you... 


Soul sings your name

As I wait for you

I-You shall see

Wait for me~

Wait for me...

Waiting for me...

With death, we shall see

“The Bridge” 

By Connie Xiao

My mother was the bridge for me

Closing the gaping hole left behind by memories,

Good and bad.


Without her I would fall into the deep abyss of peril,

Without her I am nothing.


It is my mother who connects me

To the only hope left on this troublesome earth.


It is she who has taught me good from bad,

Who makes sure that I hover well above any threats.


She is the only thing that stands between me and death.


Because of her I can leave behind the past and

Look for the path across the bridge.


Look for the reason I am here.






A fountain of colors sinking behind the sky

A handful of stars rising to the night

The sun fighting hopelessly

A battle that could never be won





Like a volcano

Erupting out of sheer joy

Like a dream come true



That fire that drives us onward

Pushes us, let us do things we have never done

Crashing and stumbling on the way

That power of a charging ram

Of static electricity, a shower of sparks

That leads the fire now today.

By Michelle Zhuang

                                                Death’s Silence

The full moon sheds an ominous light upon the dismal scene below it; its life bleeding and crying out for mercy. The bare-barked trees sway in the whiplashing wind, clawing at any wos draw near. Barely seen, the uncanny cloud stops, suspended in front of the moon, letting all to be lost, slipping away into Night. Blackness sets in nothing can be seen...



All hope is gone and Dawn Has yet to come.

Black widows weave

silken webs of


adding silver threads in the edges of reality,

etching a silver line into the swelling dark.




   shrouded in darkness...in a place where light does not shine, you are still there...

A Steady Beat


Sabrina DiSorbo


up, down, all Around; Can’t get out~

Up, down, all around; Find a way, away ~


up, Down, all around; Who’s to say~?

up, down, All around ~


~ That I’ll die today...







The walls slide forward, greedily pressing their faces to my skin. I can’t escape from it, the blackness that is my heart. Hopeless as it is, I run. I run to be free. I run to to get out. I run to see how much it covers. I run until it all stops, but it never leaves. It has a home- that darkness- inside my heart.... nothing will ever close it, it has a home, where it will stay.  My happiness is overrun, knowing it shall last so little, so small a time. That happiness will stay, I will run with it in hopes of leaving it all behind.

I carry it in my heart, hoping to forget


     knowing it will never..




Yet always remembering...