By: B. Callahan

Artwork

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.

By: Monique Palmisano

"Don't let the bad things in your life flourish." -M. Godwin

Mirror

By: M. Godwin

Lift your hand and

I’ll lift mine.

Blink and I

Will too.

Shake your head from side to side, and I will soon

Follow.

Every movement you could do,

I will reflect.

But never turn your back to me,

Or you’ll be the one to

Follow

Me.

My Romeo

inspired by Baz Luhrmann's movie Romeo and Juliet

My crazy green met your warm hazel

it was love at first sight

your beautiness caught my gaze

did my heart love till now? forswear it sight!

for I ne'er saw true beauty till this night

only if I had known the true affair

we had danced away through many nights

you and your ways had me in a trance

you kiss by th' book

only took one look and I dreamt away

an ancient grudge break to a new mutiny,

where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.

she was your Juliet and my best

the only thing I could fret

the new Juliet and you, my Romeo, were all

happy days, full of the joys of spring

I was full of greys

drowning in my own tears

my love is gone, whisked away

adored by another lover

o Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?

you are here stuck in my thoughts, 

with my racing mind and pacing legs

my heart aches

o teach me how I should forget to think, 

how could I live without my Romeo?

my hands and heart are cold

my thoughts are gone

tracing the edges of the weapon of choice

o happy dagger!

low and behold

my love, my knight in shining armor

o Romeo, but it is now too late.

I'll lay with you, my dear Romeo in another life.

o Romeo,

look at you, your hands are not clean

your toxic love stole a life

made her take a knife straight to the heart

not even eighteen but

yet had just seen thirteen

haven't seen much life

but decided to see the light

young and beautiful taken away because

of love at first sight.

"An arrow can only be shot by pulling it backward. When life is dragging you back with difficulties, just imagine that it's going to launch you into something great." -Author unknown

Over the river and through the woods to Grandmother's house by Monique Palmisano

Spring Time

By Jacquelyn Garcia-Estrada

The day is bright

The flowers bloom

The day seems right

Beeping cars zoom

Clouds come by

The day becomes dark

This is where I say bye

To a day at the park

The raindrops fall

The thunder roars

The tree tall

The wind slams the doors

A wonderful time

It’s Spring

Be Jeweled by Mila Barry

A Day in the Pen.

By Tyler Bryan

Jakob stared out the window

Demonic beings stared back through at him

As he stared he wondered “Where did my life go”

All the demons did was laugh and wave around his limb.

He felt his arm but it was still there.

Yet still, in snake tongue, they chanted and sang.

It seemed that the only thing he didn’t have was his curly black hair.

And as the demons opened the window the phone rang.

“Mister Grimm, Your prescriptions are in.”

“What are you talking about Sir?”

“Take them or you’ll die in this loony bin.”

“If this is a prank you are a real amateur.”

As the doctor stared on at the man in the cell with the padded wall,

It seemed as if nothing was the only thing to do at all.

The Upsidedown World by Icaro Souza

"The meaning of life is to find your gift. The purpose of life is to give it away." -William Shakespeare

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.

Blank Mind

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

Artwork

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

Twilight Goal by Abbie Deyeso

Only a Face by Danielle Larrabee

Clowning Around by Icaro Souza

Teapot Envy

By Unknown

I sit on the cold stovetop all day long,

waiting to be used.

I watch as you use your Keurig to make delicious hot chocolate and steaming coffee.

It hurts to know you like him better, it really hurts.

I watch the mugs slowly start to enjoy his hot water more than mine,

and I feel betrayed.

I don’t have to be plugged in like does,

I don’t have a risk of technical difficulties like he does,

I am not full of myself LIKE HE IS.

Why can’t you see that I am a classic piece of hardware?

IM IRREPLACEABLE!

You put me on the burner across the counter from that guy,

I have to sit and watch you enjoy him all day.

You know how unfair that is?

I am angry at him for being so much better than me.

I am jealous of all the mugs that greet him.

I am sad because I love him.

(Photo by IndieReader)

"They invented hugs to let people know you love them without saying anything."
By Bill Keane

~Author unknown

Oceans of Power - Billy Aubrey

Crashing waves, mighty and bold.

A liquid power that’s very old.

Its ancient strength still strong today,

Witnessed in a lake, sea, or bay.

It’s power unrelenting,

And waves unrepenting.

It can take down mighty ships,

And reduce them to chips.

The sea is rugged and rough.

The currents, flooded and tough.  

With waves that can devour,

A crash so strong it can cause a shower.

If the ocean is power,

Then it is no coward...