Poetry Corner

  “Fall”    Alexa Hudak                           The sun descends behind the mountains, Blessing the bare sky with beauty.   You stop to watch for awhile,   For the air tastes rather fruity.     The wind begins to roar And the trees dance to the sound,  Leaves betray their green  And scatter all around.  &nbs...

The Mountain Gabriel Sanders   In the land of the lost and felled, There is a mountain where good people dwell. As men and women ascend the cliffs, Their souls are rewarded wondrous gifts; Their hearts are cleansed of shadow and corruption And their minds reborn as an act of retrieval. At the peak,, their souls are judged, Whether their purity has budged. Just a little, hed ...

I Can Hear You  Gianna Guandolo   You can not hear me, can not see me, you don’t know what I know. You think I’m gone, like the leaf you saw being carried by the wind. Unlike you though, I see you, I hear you every single day. I am always with you up until the end. When everything got dark like those cold winter nights I still remember, I was excited to leave this wretched planet. ...

Poems...Again… When our class heard about poetry we all felt the same, We thought the teacher was insane,   I just wanted to walk out the door, Ian even cried on the floor,   Mason ran over the bridge, Grayson even hid next to the fridge,   We were all struck with fright, But the teacher said to be bright,   In our brains,there were just clouds,...