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Silent Language

By Bethany Duff

Published August 22, 2015

Morn

By Katherine Shock

Published August 19, 2015

Made with Love

By Jordan Guberman

Published August 19, 2015

We stand in the old kitchen On the white rustic floors With cloth draped over the table My tiny hands are ready She gets the flour As I stretch to get eggs At the back...

Cold

By Claire Yoon MacDonald

Published August 19, 2015

The cold air Hits me instantly, spontaneously, As I step out the door. My breath Puffs on the cold air in little white clouds, Forming a quick wisp of silky fog. Snow Soft, white, like...

Coming Home

By Andrew Eisenbrown

Published August 18, 2015

We go to the airport looking for him The day he got back from that God Awful Place I see people most of them soldiers talking and crying but none of them him Finally I...

Stage Fright

By Jane Trina

Published August 18, 2015

I am bold but I still have fear Small as a bug on a leaf Step by step to center stage Spiders up my spine Shoulders back Lump in my throat Swallow hard Cloud in...

Lane Seven

By Keslee Peterson

Published August 17, 2015

2014, Fog

By Abraham Lawrence

Published August 17, 2015

The world is full of fog that people put out to hide the wrongs that they have done (or are about to do) The world is full of deceitfulness and lies that is the fog...

My Rope Swing

By Alexandra Orczyk

Published August 17, 2015

Threads of twine twisted together Working to keep me up As I swing into the air My hair trailing behind me. Crashing my legs into the bushes I get scratched all over But I don’t...

Paradise Blue

By Emily Dexter

Published August 14, 2015

When I grow up someday, I’ll paint my house paradise blue, An oasis among the streets. Wind chimes will line the porch, And will ring like almost forgotten songs Spilling into the depths of a...

Silent Language

Poem Published August 22, 2015 By Bethany Duff

There are special moments where you connect with another living being. When no words are spoken you can understand each other. Some moments you can physically feel, as you run with your dog and your steps fall in line, as if to the beat of a drum. You can feel it through music as you dance together with someone you love, twirling in and out of the rhythm and letting it hold you close.

Morn

Poem Published August 19, 2015 By Katherine Shock

Hazy gray-gold light Patterns on the wall. Mystical. Creaking door, A frisky tail, and she pounces Ever so light. She prances, Arches her back, kneads deep into the blanket, And collapses. I curl around her, A snug cocoon. One. Her eyes mere slits A faint meow, Contented. A caressing hand, Smoothing her rumpled fur, Soft and warm like gingerbread.

Made with Love

Poem Published August 19, 2015 By Jordan Guberman

We stand in the old kitchen On the white rustic floors With cloth draped over the table My tiny hands are ready She gets the flour As I stretch to get eggs At the back of the fridge My fingers slip She saves it from behind We laugh We lower the mixer Add the ingredients I scoop a bit of batter into my mouth She sees me but pretends not to notice It makes me feel warm inside Baking bread with Nan...

Cold

Poem Published August 19, 2015 By Claire Yoon MacDonald

The cold air Hits me instantly, spontaneously, As I step out the door. My breath Puffs on the cold air in little white clouds, Forming a quick wisp of silky fog. Snow Soft, white, like winter’s blanket, Spirals from the sky, landing on The creases of my shirt, Landing on my eyelashes, Creating a cold white barrier between my eyes And the world ahead.

Coming Home

Poem Published August 18, 2015 By Andrew Eisenbrown

We go to the airport looking for him The day he got back from that God Awful Place I see people most of them soldiers talking and crying but none of them him Finally I stop I see green and brown I see him smile He puts out his arms Then I knew This was my dad This was my dad Back from Iraq

Stage Fright

Poem Published August 18, 2015 By Jane Trina

I am bold but I still have fear Small as a bug on a leaf Step by step to center stage Spiders up my spine Shoulders back Lump in my throat Swallow hard Cloud in my head Think straight Words in a cocoon Make their way out Start to fly In the bright lights I find my voice

Lane Seven

Poem Published August 17, 2015 By Keslee Peterson

Legs, they’re trembling with nervous excitement. Muffled voices pulse through your head. You’re moving now Perched Tense at the edge. You grip the lip of the block. Your body shakes with the sound of the start, But You’re already gone. You slip into the water Like it’s meant to be. It is. The rush pulls you. Through the water you speed.

2014, Fog

Poem Published August 17, 2015 By Abraham Lawrence

The world is full of fog that people put out to hide the wrongs that they have done (or are about to do) The world is full of deceitfulness and lies that is the fog of the world But there is another kind and that is of the countryside of my home where fog is real and drifts drowsily around old Douglas firs and house windows Through that slow sleepy fog I read in newspapers and hear on the radio...

My Rope Swing

Poem Published August 17, 2015 By Alexandra Orczyk

Threads of twine twisted together Working to keep me up As I swing into the air My hair trailing behind me. Crashing my legs into the bushes I get scratched all over But I don’t care Holding onto the rope with all my might. Wind slashes against my cheeks Bark and twigs fall in my eyes The branch sways back and forth, threatening to break As I spin around in a wild circle.

Paradise Blue

Poem Published August 14, 2015 By Emily Dexter

When I grow up someday, I’ll paint my house paradise blue, An oasis among the streets. Wind chimes will line the porch, And will ring like almost forgotten songs Spilling into the depths of a cavern. Proud, leafy trees will hold birdhouses high. Like a giant yellow ball of joy, A forsythia bush will guard my house.

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