Mrs. Nazimek
8th
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Chiyla W.
In the forest
she’s dancing. A
woman with no worry
dancing.
Her dress swaying in
the wind with no
worry.
The music playing
all night with no
worry.
Feet moving in
the dirt with no
worry.
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Sky S.
In front of the fiery ocean
there is a surfer
who waits for a glimpse of light
to shimmer bright
she rests her board upon the water
wishing back for her daughter
in front of the fiery ocean
there is a child
who longs to find her mother
separated by the waves
the ocean seeks her gaze
in front of the fiery ocean
there is a ocean
waves crash against the sand
separating the daughter and mother’s hands
they’ve lost each other to the sea
love comes with a fee.
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Khiana H.
Alone in the Cold
Outside of the warm home,
stands a woman in the cold
who waits to be let inside.
The woman stands alone in the ice cold,
outside of the warm home.
Waiting to be let in
she cries, in doubt
outside of the warm home.
Doesn’t know where to go
or who to turn to
outside the warm home.
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Yariahn W.
as the woman does her makeup
she thinks about how she doesn’t
look the way people see her as the
girl pouts and shouts full of insecurities
everybody looks at the woman as a star
but the voices in her head tells the woman
that your are, as the girl pouts and
shouts full of insecurities
the woman is fed up everybody thinks
she is everything pride is filled up
in her head she wishes the voices in
her head will go dead as she is stuck
in the void she knows deep down
she is, as the girl puts and shouts full
of insecurities
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Zacharias H.
This is for Saturday
the day where I can sleep sleep sleep
wake up at 2pm
play all day
this is for Saturday
go to sleep at 1am
have friends come overpoweredThe most relaxing day of the week
the day everyone loves
the day where I rest.
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Lilliana M.
This is for the moms, who are secretly
doctors because they check up
on you.
With open arms
And hearts full of love
This is for the moms.
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Joel C.
This is for my toothbrush
Who smells like mint and flouride.
With paste on its bristles.
With the warmth of my hand on it.
With it on my teeth
and the brush all foamed up.
This is for my toothpaste
those that run out,
with the minty flavor and green color
making my mouth tingle
and making my breath minty fresh.
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Alejandro V.
Has my school work gotten
harder? Have I not kept up with
the rest of the class?
Why have my grades went
down recently?
No my work hasn’t changed.
Yes, I fell behind all my classes
and I know what to do
to get back up.
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Robert G.
Has my mind shut down?
The oil feeling clumpy
the speedometer going down
fuel burning quick
engine overheating
Yes my mind is shut down
sitting their overheating
in need of new oil
and a good nights fuel stop
on the rim of staying up.
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Chiyla W.
“Has My Mind Gone Blank?”
Has my mind gone blank?
Has the river of creativity
stopped flowing, the pen on
the paper stopped writing,
paper with no words,
only blank papers on
my mind?
No, my mind hasn’t gone blank.
It’s filled with rivers of colors,
pens, markers, pencils writing
filled up pages with words,
only colorful papers on my
mind.
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Miguel R.
Has the world changed?
Have the times changed,
have people changed their
methods, have I changed
from the year that
has passed?
Yes, the world has
changed, technology has
made its way into
our lives, people now
seek ways to express
themselves, I have changes
inside and out, the
time period we live
in has abandoned and
left behind the past.
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Joel C.
Have I done this before?
Wrote this poem before?
Worked with this pencil
my mind working
my pencil moving
only to do it again.
Yes I’ve done this before.
I remember, vividly
not dreaming, vivid
my mind working
my pencil moving
only you do it again.
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Kimon H.
Does anyone know it’s my birthday tomorrow?
Do they know that
tomorrow will be the day I turn 14,
the day that people congratulate me
the most every year, the day that
makes me feel the most happiness every year?
No, but a few know.
These few are my friends.
The ones who I appreciate the most
outside of my family,
and when I said that only a few know,
well that just changed today.
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Nena S.
What is it like being frozen?
The way you don’t have any words
or can’t speak when something bothers you
the way you push people away
when something is wrong
realizing that you don’t care about anything.
Why had it become to being frozen
when you can come back
and unfreeze
and remember when you were
never frozen.
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Shaila A.
Has my love gone?
Has the flame finally burnt out,
the tree of emotion that roots
to my mind, de-rooted?
No, my love is still in me.
My love is still burning
within, although it burns
as an ember waiting to be
fed.
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Sky S.
Am I too much?
If I was in a cup would I overflow?
If I was talking too much would you let me know?
Am I too much?
Words come to mind that I need to say
Do people feel like I am in the way?
No, I can’t do too much
people don’t look unhappy when they see me
I grew from roots to a tree
nobody can tell me I’m too much
when it took much to get to where much was
I won’t let anyone put out my flame
I don’t want to be tamed.
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Daniels C.
Will I travel around the world?
Will I see the Eiffel Tower?
Will I have enough money to travel
should I travel alone
or travel with friends?
Yes, I will travel around the world
yes I will see the Eiffel Tower
and other places like the Grand Canyon
I will travel with friends for fun.
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Amarja G.
My heart us awake by me
being able to feel what people
feel being able to look at
different perspectives in people’s
situations no matter what.
I feel my heart is awake
because even though my heart
is beating I still feel that
wave of emotions even when
your heart doesn’t beat. My heart
is awake because I can feel
that border between death and
life it’s a nice vision of
feeling when you think about
those who aren’t here with
us or those trying to cross over. Even though I’m alive my heart
still feels empty like something
or a piece is missing or something
to pump in my heart and make it
beat more lively.
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Natalia H.
As the leaves crash down
they start to turn red and brown
not the summer ends.
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Christian S.
He’s tall as a statue in the sun that makes him bright.
He’s straight as a mannequin. He’s loud as an alarm.
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Laniah A.
She’s a rose with thorns that will make you bleed out hate. She’s warm inside and
Outside but loves you no matter what. She’s quiet like a centipede looking into your face seeing love and hate but still caring about feelings instead.
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Lianah A.
Dance for me, I dance in patterns
in footsteps like
dancing for me
like a shining star jumping around
in the night sky, I dance for myself to be happy and joyful, me dancing for family and friends, dancing for me like I mean something in life.
Me bein’ waves moving in the ocean.
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Liana M.
My mom’s birthday is beautiful and sweet…beautiful as the bright flames blown out from a light breath…sweet as the taste of cake!
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Kaylyn S.
Leaving a place we’ve known our whole lives,
Walking along the bridge
Starting a new chapter on the other side.
Rocketing to this new world
Nervous and scared
Yet can’t wait for the landing
A new place to explore
With or without our partners
Creating a world of memories
Before…
Back to earth we go.
It’s like a roller coaster,
We’ve past our peak
Time to go steady
We’re going to go fast and slow
Bumpy, and smoothly
fighting and crying.
Trying so hard to get to the point…
We landed.
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Santiago D.
We all put up walls,
Either to keep the good in,
Or to keep the bad out
The walls are meant
To help, but
Stop you from living.
The walls have to be broken.
Through a crack you can see flowers
Maybe roses, Then you see a storm
Even through the storm you have to break the wall down
If you break them you can finally enjoy the flowers
That’s easier said than done.
You have to let the others in
Even their shadow
These are the people that will break the walls
Some may make your wall stronger
But others will break your wall
Then enjoy the flowers of life and embrace the storm.
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Gregory E.
Goat is for legend
Ring the doorbell
Elf on the shelf moves
Glad to graduate and go to high school
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Skyler G.
S is for special, gifted and smart
K is for kind, an excellent characters
Y is for you, for being my own self
L is for lighthearted always fun to be with
E is for entertaining, your sense of humor
R is for relaxing and sailing through time.
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Laniah A.
Dance for me, I dance in patterns
In footsteps like
Dancing for me
Like a shining star, jumping around
In night sky, dance for myself to be happy and joyful,
me dancing for family and friends,
Dancing for me like I mean
Something in life.
Me being waves moving in the ocean.
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Isela C.
On windy ways the ocean is all over the place,
The waves collided with the sand.
On other days the ocean is calm
Like a clear blue sky.
Light being reflected off the ocean from the sun.
The smell of the fresh air.
The hot sand sticking to your feet…
Going to the water to cool down,
Having fun, laughing and smiling.
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Liliana M.
My moms birthday is beautiful and sweet…beautiful as the bright flames
blown out from a light breath…sweet as the taste of cake!
Our Friendship
Damian C.
This is for you, and all our fun times
Like that one time we went
To the park
Or when we
Partied all night.
This is for me, and all our laughs
Like when we almost suffocated
From laughing
Or that time we
Hurt our stomach.
This is for us, and all our memories
Like when we had a sleepover
or
Traveled around the world.
Footsteps
Damian G.
I am not who I seem to be
I am not the athlete everyone sees:
I am just a kid trying to follow a path
A path that my dad built
On the outside I am a normal kid with dreams.
But in reality I am just a kid trying to be his dad
From playing the same sports as him to going to
The same high school as he went to,
To listen to him, trying to be him.
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Yariahni W.
People see me as this or
see me as that and I can’t
even see myself as a I, me
she or they.
They call me Yari or Yariahi
but I don’t even see the
true colors within me they call
me a bright girl but honestly the brightness is dying inside me
all I see is disappointment and
people sighing.
When I see myself in the mirror
I don’t see me, I see myself as she.
My mind slowly turning from divine
to dissociations from the universe
my feet and every other part of my body
is stuck on earth.
They say don’t judge a book by its cover
well they’re right
cause I feel myself is undercover.
So who am I
you tell me
it’s always what somebody wants me to be.
I see myself in the mirror but I see myself as she.
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Sofia M.
I am I
I am this
the thing people love and hate
the people love because you feel free
the people hate because the feeling of falling
the sounds of laugh and screams
the joy on faces when they leave
and the scared faces when they come
and the messy hair when it’s done.
Two-Face
Sergio G.
I am not what you think I am
I am much more than the eye can see:
I am the one who will provide hope when needed,
hate if needed.
I am a person who will forgive those who seek it
if you are in the dark, I will try
to be the light
a mind with an extraordinary hunger for new ideas and adventures
however, I am also one who will
most likely hold grudges ‘till the end of time
I am just an average guy who gains the necessary confidence
to open up to the world and show who I am.
Softball Game
Briana A.
Number 13 is up to bat
she is shaky and nervous,
she takes a couple practice hits.
number 13 is up to bat
she sees her coach at first base,
and a lot of her family is there watching her.
number 13 is up to bat
she swings and misses,
she starts to get emotional.
number 13 is up to bat
she motivates herself and swings again,
she hits the ball super far and makes a home run.
number 14 is up next.
