Monday, March 12, 2018
There was a Man I knew.
By Tyler Bryan
There was a man I knew
This man was Stark-Raving mad
His brain must have been askew
Even in the looney-bin, he looked Bad
The doctors didn’t know what to do with him
And his mouth seemed to be a bit foamy
Aloughth his name was John, he called himself Jim
His doctors decided that now it was time for a lobotomy
As they strapped him in the chair
And the brought out the tools
They discover he had no eyes there
Now they all looked like fools
This man may have been real or fake
But his madness was no mistake.
By Avery Smith
I don't know what to write about
I don't have much creativity
For my other ideas, i had doubt
Writing is not my favorite activity
I have to write this before it's too late
I could write about many different subjects
But I still have nothing and tomorrow's the due date
I wish I was good with projects
I'm running out of lines
I don't have anything to write
I can't think of any more rhymes
And this poem is due tonight
I've still come up with nothing
I guess this has turned into something
By: Gianna Cabral
Despite the torn masterpieces somewhere along the road we became,
I bet an artist took their magical brush and painted us under the same sky for a reason
I know you can’t dance with the burning red embers of love without a flame,
Even if the colors from the fire change every damn season.
Just paint the dying tone of gray I’m smothered in with the beautiful shade of you
Because in order to be classified as an artist, you don’t necessarily need a degree
Even if my mood is always the same, dull Prussian blue,
It can easily be swirled with the cheery shade of yellow to become the red we are destined to be.
Although we might be two very different shades on the color wheel,
It only takes two to plaster your soft lips against mine
When we come together maybe we can finally heal,
Because there is a solution to every complimentary color, it will just take time.
Even though my love for you is like one big, exploding firework,
We come together in harmony to create the same beautifully damaged piece of artwork.
"Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather."
~ John Ruskin
Petalled Sky by Fatemeh
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