Creative Corner 11
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THE GIFT OF FRIENDSHIP
I have no gift of gold or jewels,
That I could give to you.
I have no riches on this earth,
My worldly goods are few.
I have pondered on what I should give
And, even though it's small,
I give you the gift of friendship,
The most precious gift of all.
- Megan Reynolds
YOU
You are respective
You are objective
You are positive and
You are negative
You are careful but
You are beautiful
You are colourful but
You are awful
You are loveable
You are thinkable and
You are talkative but
You are alertive
You glare,
I stare
You walk,
I talk
I turn,
You twist
It's time to go
Into the other man's world
- Anca Stanculescu
LOVE
Love is a roaring fire,
Love is a warm, forgiving heart,
Love is a fantasy waiting to happen,
Love is like whipped cream getting creamier as the days go on,
Love is a bag of marshmallows,
Love is long life journey,
Love is what everyone wants and needs,
Love is like filling the gap in your heart, which makes you feel complete.
- Amanda Porter
WITCH
Velvet skirts and flowing sleeves,
Flowers in her hair.
She walks the pavement in bare feet,
As people stop and stare.
She is serenity's child and her step is light,
All around her there's magic in the air.
She smiles a blissful tranquil smile,
Her mood is debonair.
She closes her eyes and lets the wind
Rifle through her raven locks.
She pauses every now and then
To look in the windows of the shops.
She stops to hear the lonely busker play,
And drops a coin into his bowl.
She bends down to pat the homeless dog;
There's beauty in her soul.
Witch, the watching people say.
Witch, is what they titter.
Yet she dances on without a care,
As though she never heard their whispers.
- Eva Lerchbacher
WONDER
Sometimes my mind wonders.
Don't know where it goes,
It's just out there.
I block things out, take other things in.
I invent stories, rhymes, reasons,
For why things are, who they are.
I make up excuses for why things are, why they act, why they do...
Oh excuse me, I'm wondering again.
Thoughts wonder, or more like whiz through my head.
In one ear and out the other so the saying goes.
But how fast, that no one knows.
I'm spitting down thoughts as they cruise through my head,
Not caring if they rhyme or what I said.
Oh lookie here another test I failed,
Oh well, not like I care? Now let me get back to wondering in my head.
Like an imagery maze I just can't find a way out......
But do I wanna get out?
Nah I like it in here.
The thoughts are mine and mine alone
I don't have to share them with the world.
Like this thing I'm writing I think it's good.
You don't understand, I knew you would.
But I gotta write things down,
It's like a fire in my head burning to be put out.
I truly don't know what this thing is about.
But it's taking up time,
Making class go quick.
I better stop this soon or else I'm gonna get hit
With the fact that I don't know what I'm doing here and that I don't have a
clue, and that I truly don't want one too.
I just wanna go home in my bed, where I can go home and wonder in my head
And be comfortable too.
And not have to worry about you sitting there,
It's not like I'm throwing things in your perfect hair, your perfect face,
The perfect thing I live to hate.
Oh well, whatever.. I'm not gonna get mad,
Class is over, time to end this thing now.
In my bag this thing will go
Then I'll open it up later, read it to myself,
Put it away and wonder again.
- Kate
Creative Corner only encourages original works and we accept no responsibility for copyright.
Please note that unfortunately any work submitted cannot be returned.
THE GIFT OF FRIENDSHIP
I have no gift of gold or jewels,
That I could give to you.
I have no riches on this earth,
My worldly goods are few.
I have pondered on what I should give
And, even though it's small,
I give you the gift of friendship,
The most precious gift of all.
- Megan Reynolds
YOU
You are respective
You are objective
You are positive and
You are negative
You are careful but
You are beautiful
You are colourful but
You are awful
You are loveable
You are thinkable and
You are talkative but
You are alertive
You glare,
I stare
You walk,
I talk
I turn,
You twist
It's time to go
Into the other man's world
- Anca Stanculescu
LOVE
Love is a roaring fire,
Love is a warm, forgiving heart,
Love is a fantasy waiting to happen,
Love is like whipped cream getting creamier as the days go on,
Love is a bag of marshmallows,
Love is long life journey,
Love is what everyone wants and needs,
Love is like filling the gap in your heart, which makes you feel complete.
- Amanda Porter
WITCH
Velvet skirts and flowing sleeves,
Flowers in her hair.
She walks the pavement in bare feet,
As people stop and stare.
She is serenity's child and her step is light,
All around her there's magic in the air.
She smiles a blissful tranquil smile,
Her mood is debonair.
She closes her eyes and lets the wind
Rifle through her raven locks.
She pauses every now and then
To look in the windows of the shops.
She stops to hear the lonely busker play,
And drops a coin into his bowl.
She bends down to pat the homeless dog;
There's beauty in her soul.
Witch, the watching people say.
Witch, is what they titter.
Yet she dances on without a care,
As though she never heard their whispers.
- Eva Lerchbacher
WONDER
Sometimes my mind wonders.
Don't know where it goes,
It's just out there.
I block things out, take other things in.
I invent stories, rhymes, reasons,
For why things are, who they are.
I make up excuses for why things are, why they act, why they do...
Oh excuse me, I'm wondering again.
Thoughts wonder, or more like whiz through my head.
In one ear and out the other so the saying goes.
But how fast, that no one knows.
I'm spitting down thoughts as they cruise through my head,
Not caring if they rhyme or what I said.
Oh lookie here another test I failed,
Oh well, not like I care? Now let me get back to wondering in my head.
Like an imagery maze I just can't find a way out......
But do I wanna get out?
Nah I like it in here.
The thoughts are mine and mine alone
I don't have to share them with the world.
Like this thing I'm writing I think it's good.
You don't understand, I knew you would.
But I gotta write things down,
It's like a fire in my head burning to be put out.
I truly don't know what this thing is about.
But it's taking up time,
Making class go quick.
I better stop this soon or else I'm gonna get hit
With the fact that I don't know what I'm doing here and that I don't have a
clue, and that I truly don't want one too.
I just wanna go home in my bed, where I can go home and wonder in my head
And be comfortable too.
And not have to worry about you sitting there,
It's not like I'm throwing things in your perfect hair, your perfect face,
The perfect thing I live to hate.
Oh well, whatever.. I'm not gonna get mad,
Class is over, time to end this thing now.
In my bag this thing will go
Then I'll open it up later, read it to myself,
Put it away and wonder again.
- Kate
Creative Corner only encourages original works and we accept no responsibility for copyright.
Please note that unfortunately any work submitted cannot be returned.
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