A tornado of love and kindness by Raghav Goel

A tornado of love and kindness

Leaves not a path of destruction

But a path of reconstruction

Building relationships along the way

And causes love and play

Gift - giving and help too that's what you get

From a thing you cannot forget

So when you see this type of storm

You know it’s a swarm

Of kindness coming your way

Birthday by Lucy Dreher

Grab the cake, grab the candles.

Blow up the balloons.

You’re 1 then 5,

6 and 9, you grow up so fast.

12 then 14,

17 and 20, a girlfriend you’ve got yourself now.

24 and don’t forget 30,

32 and 36.

Today is your birthday, 37 year old.

But wait, where are you, father of mine.

I’ve been waiting for hours telling this poem.

Now Friday and Saturday,

Sunday then Monday, come back please!

Tuesday and Wednesday, Thursday then Friday.

Oh Hi! Happy birthday!

Ninja Stars by Genevieve Cadwell

Ninja Stars

Green, Yellow and Blue

Help All Of Our Dreams Come True!!

Late With Paper by Genevieve Cadwell

Folding Paper

Hurry Up

It’s Getting Very Late

I Need To Get All My Stuff Done

But Quickly

You Just Wait

Sport=Swim by Genevieve Cadwell

Free And Back

And Breast And Fly

Swimming In A Pool

Dolphin, Flutter

Kick, Kick, Kick

Swimming In A Pool

I’ve Been To Many Meets

You See

My Best Is Backstroke Too

I Love To Swim

And I Swim Fast

I’m Like A Fish In The Sea

My Mom Says I Swim To Much

And That I’ll Grow A Tail

On A Big, Bright Full Moon

It Might Just Happen So

War is a Blizzard by Britta Nathan

War is an eternal blizzard

Cold snow of pain swirling everywhere

Hurting everyone

Tears like sharp diamonds

Dangerous ice trapping everyone involved in fear

And everyone is involved

Lost in this freezing mess we have made of our world

I’m Really A Mermaid!!!!! by Genevieve Cadwell

I’m A Mermaid.

Can’t You Tell?

It’s Plain To See

I’m Fast On Land

But Watch Me In The Water

I’m Faster Than Ever

With My Mermaid Tail

A Trio Forever by Genevieve Cadwell

There Once Was A Trio Of Friends,

Melanie, Alexandra And Celestyn,

The Closest Friends There Ever Were,

They’d Laugh And Play

And Sing All Day

The Closest Friends There Ever Were

Earth by Peyton Vincent

Earth so big and round and blue

Full of green, purple, red, and yellow too

Different cultures from all around

Will never ever make you frown

Earth so big and round and blue how I love you

What Should Writers Write With? by Genevieve Cadwell

They should Get A Bag

With Everything In It Galore

Choosing The Color

They Could Take It Around all Summer.

But What should Writers Put In It

That’s A Mighty Good Question You Asked.

Let’s Personalize It

Yes That Would Be Nice

But Don’t Forget Your utensils

We’ll Need Pencils And Pens

And some sticky Notes

But Don’t Forget

The Most Important Of Them all

Some Notebooks Would be Grand

And Any Other Tool You Could Think Of

This Bag Of Wonder

Serves To Be Quite Right

But Shows A True Thing Yes

A Writer Needs A Lot To Write

And Let’s Not even Start With Ideas……...

Tornado of Thought by Ian Rash

I am a tornado of colorful thought

My thoughts take flight

And on wings of air soar into the night

Some get their wings clipped and stay with me

But others are sometimes let free

They all have a purpose and each a unique shade

Sometimes they take on a different color than when they were made

Through words they multiply and take on new forms

The world of thoughts is a world of storms

Poetry by Sarah Rash

SELL THE STARS

We reached for the stars

Always aiming, shooting far

Always building  higher

But now we’re selling the earth to the highest paying buyer

And if they change the world, make us a ghost?

Oh, well they paid the most

As we sell the stars instead of reaching for them

Our hopes and dreams start to dim

And when we realize what we’ve done

Too late they’re gone, and now there’s none

We have to use the ideas that we have left

To stop this outrageous theft

We have to take the stars back

And make up for their lack

By striving to learn

Our passionate flames can still burn

History should not be assembled

By every time our world trembled

History should not be about

All of our doubts

History should not be defined

By all the times our leaders were blind

So keep what you’ve got

Before our world ends and rots

BEAR

I once saw a little bear

Eating honey in a chair

The small bear jumped up

And with no hold-up

His honey fell in his hair!

HERCULES

Hercules smells like a zoo

One day he ate my kazoo

Whenever he growls

He sounds like an owl

Just waiting to hoot who-who

Misunderstood by Genevieve Cadwell

Tears of sadness, confusing, misunderstood,

Your favorite sweatshirt. The one with the yellow hood,

All your stuff is gone.

You’ve nowhere to go,

Ut your memories, The sad ones, Not good,

Are lost, Gone forever,  Just like the yellow hood,

It lifted a weight off your shoulders,

Is it for the best?  Or better yet ,

A whole new world to come

So what it comes down to now,

Is an important question indeed,

Are tears Good or Bad

Or simply,

Misunderstood.

Defy Fear by Lucas Weidner

Fear is a wall that holds back us all.

Fear is a room, dark and small.

Fear is a lock with seemingly no key,

Smothering success for you and me.

If we listened to fear then what would we be?

How could have we progressed to our current society?

The answer is simple, needless to say,

We wouldn’t be where we are here today.

It’s because of those who step up to fear,

Who challenge it, overcome it, but they need no spear.

All they needed is confidence, bravery and the willingness to try.

They are the ones who don’t watch the days fly by.

They are the people that do things today,

That aren’t afraid of fear and tell it to get out of the way.

That is why we have progressed,

And will it be you who progresses us next?

Drowning by Peyton Vincent

She stands alone in the corner

The other kids laugh and play

She is huddled in her cloud of sadness

She can feel herself getting smaller

The other kids pay no mind

She is decaying, dying inside slowly sinking

The other kids are happy and healthy

She is in pain, agony now drowning in the ocean of the world

There are no lifeguards there to save her

No life jackets

She is fully consumed in the weight of the water

She drowned, she’s gone

Goodbyes by Peyton Vincent

Goodbyes a hard thing to do

Especially if they’re very close to you

Whether they move away or are out on the bay

Your day may feel very gray

Goodbyes are a hard thing to do

The Runaway Bucket by Tvisha Talwar

Once there was an ordinary bucket

This was until lightning struck it

Then it sprouted two feet,

And then it ran away down the street

And this is the story of the bucket

Worth the Climb by Lucas Weidner

Leaving you shivering in the dark,

A mountain of obstacles looming and stark.

A seemingly impossible and endless climb,

One that would take all too much too much time.

If only you could see the other side,

Where golden light and success reside,

If only you could see it was worth the climb,

But that’s just why you have to try.

Tornado of life by Kali Sura

The tornado of life had me in its clutches. Memories of good and bad times swirled and twisted around me.

The bottomless pit of time drags me into its depths as I struggle helplessly I see yet some help in the ups and downs of life.

The up and downs of life look on with sadness as if they want to help me but just can’t. Still I struggle as they watch me as motionless as a rock.

The times of despair and sorrow linger and taunt me. The hard and unjust times threaten to drown me as I fight them helplessly.

The anger and fear overwhelm me as I try to keep them at bay. Alas I lose and down I’m pulled into the tornado’s heart.

Then when it looks like all is lost out of the bottomless pit of time and life, there comes the memories of happiness and joy.

Free from the tornado of life at last I look upon my future and promise myself never to go back.

The New Mayor by Tvisha Talwar

Yesterday, we got a new mayor in town

The mayor in town was wearing a gown

It was a very silly sight to see,

Until she coldly stared at me

She said how dare you laugh at my gown
And she was  wearing an icy mean frown

So I pleaded, forgive me please

And that seemed to put her at ease

Then she put on a white shining crown,

What an odd mayor we have here in town!