Mrs. Nazimek
7th
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Isaiah C.
This morning
I saw the sun
which made me
think back when
I was young
and I went to
the park and had
some fun playing
basketball with
my friends on themselves court and I
looked at the
time and it was
4:00, so then
I thought about
this morning.
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Zachariah B.
Never have I ever
heard of a big heart
Never have I ever seen a girl so smart.
the Best Person I ever knew,
the Best Stories I’ve read in the
morning dew.
Never have I read anything
more exciting.
Never have I ever been so inspired
I never had a better mind
because her way of teaching is
so sublime.
I never had a teacher more
fantastic
my Favorite reading teacher
Mrs. Nazimek.
Another Day, Again
Kimberly R.
The streets are
turning dark and the
lights are turning on.
He is going to hide
like everyday.
He is red, yellow, and
orange. Everyone is going
to see him hide again.
He is a star shining away.
But I will see him again another day.
When the streets are
turning dark and the lights
are turning on.
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Dylan S.
Is it real?
Has life been not real
has everything been fake,
a dream, have I been
sleeping this whole time?
Yes, it is very much real.
It feels too real to be real.
Not fake, not a dream, nothing.
It’s real, the ocean waves, the
sound of nature, the happiness
and love.
All real.
Do They Decide
Zachariah B.
Do they decide how I think
Or how I believe?
Or can I decide how I live?
Do they tell me and I
Just listen or am I in the wrong.
No, they do not decide,
they tell me it doesn’t exist
but they could be wrong
they call me names but
I keep on
they try to change me
but I won’t change
I don’t listen
because there can only be
one me and if they don’t
like it then it doesn’t effect
ME
Am I Alone
Diego R.
Am I alone?
The stillness I feel.
The worryness I receive
the actions I make
the attitude I give.
But I’m not alone
the people who encourage me.
The friends I received
I now know I’m not alone.
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Itatí T.
Am I slowly dying?
Has my candle been losing its flame,
which was lit when I came,
stayed the same day after day,
burning endlessly?
No, I am not dying.
It is too soon for me to lose,
I still have countless days to
choose what I do for this
game that we call life.
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Maria R.
Is there a meaning
To life? Do I live to
experience life and know
about it?
Yes, there is a meaning
to life. The meaning of life
is to live through it and be
myself. It’s a beautiful time to
experience this with my loved ones.
And the people I enjoy being with.
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Marco D.
I ask myself
why is thunder so
loud?
I wonder if thunder
is the sky sad warning
us for a storm or if
the sky is mad going
to destroy everything under the
clouds.
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Kylah S.
What are we?
Are we like birds
that fly?
Are we like music
that flows in your head?
Are we like a breeze
that flows through trees?
Are we like animals in
a rainforest?
Yes. We are full of life.
We have energy like a
cheetah. We are like the
sun. We never stop shining.
We are like a light that
never goes out. We are
like grass that doesn’t stop
growing.
We are full of life.
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Edgar M.
Has the school year gone by?
Have the days of work stopped
on its tracks, the classes full
of stillness. The hallways
empty of life?
No. The school year has not gone by,
the classrooms full of life, the
hallways crowded of hard working
students and teachers every
corner there is amazing
opportunities.
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Sergio M.
In Front of the sky
I see birds flying in their groups.
They are whistling.
In front of the sky
I see the clouds all together.
In front of the sky
I see a sun shining in the sky.
In the sky I see a bunch of blue.
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Esdras J.
Sky blue is true
but why o why
is it blue, the sea is a clue.
The stars are yellow and mellow
and they reflect and collect
as the sky is blue.
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Brazile P.
Why should I waste my time and
energy trying to look good for you?
I’ve lost myself trying to look good for you.
I no longer feel like myself.
I no longer feel good in my own skin because of you.
You being my worst enemy.
The public eye.
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Yuvia F.
What do I write?
Poem, thoughts scramble around my mind.
I stay their confused
I see that everyone has their minds made up,
But what do I write?
