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Time

2/26/2018

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A poem from our creative writing class!

by Meredith

Sometimes I think of how
in the future
I may look back upon myself.
And other times I do just that;
look back upon myself,
perhaps to the time when I was thinking
of doing that which I am doing now.

The future and past are deeply confusing to me.
They're as different as night and day,
but does that make them,
different though they may be,
similar as two things can be?

And then there's the present,
always there but never really.
I mean, when is the present?
If you can divide a second,
a millisecond,
infinitely,
"now" seems too long to say.
I say "now" but by then it's the past, the future already now,
and now a distant memory.

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The Pen

2/23/2018

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A poem from our creative writing class!

by Michael

I sat there on the desk
unused for 42 seconds I thought
I would never be used again but
24 minutes later I wrote and
almost completely ran out of
ink my writer was mad
it was like he was on fire he
almost burned the house 
down

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Ms. Terri is always very merry

2/22/2018

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Some limericks from our creative writing class!

by Jailyn

Ms. Terri is always very merry. 
Until she met a dude named Jerry.
He was rude.
That ugly dude.
And now she is quite scary.

There is a girl named 
Adrianna, (adr-anne-a)
who went by banana,
she went on vacation to a country that's Hatian
and met a friend named
Shanna (shan-a)

There is a boy named
Clay,
who's favorite color is
gray.
he loves to dance,
and twirl and prance,
he always brightens my day

There's a dog named sweetheart, 
Who is very very smart,
She loves puppuccinos,
and enjoys abstract art.

There was a kid 
named Gus,
who liked to kick and
fuss,
when he grew older,
he got the cold
shoulder,
and still he liked to fuss.

There is a parade 
called Muses,
the catch of the night
would be shoezes,
they throw lots of stuff, it can get quite rough
and you might fall down and get bruises

There once was a shotgun
in NOLA,
with a dog inside named
Lola,
She got in the trash,
developed some gas,
we hoped she didn't have ebola.

There once was a moose
named Maurice,
who was made out of fleece,
he lost both his eyes,
too bad he can't cry
and now all he wants is some peace.

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By midnight it had been cold twice

2/21/2018

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A poem from our creative writing class!

by Taylor

Ith wasth ath coldth andth stormyth nighth
Inth thethroomth shownth no lighth
Theth windowth wasth openth justh ath bith
Outsideth lookedth liketh anth blackth pith

Ath coldth winterth breezeth flewth inth 
Ith felth liketh standingth outh thereth wasth ath sinth
Theth roomth wasth asth couldth asth iceth
By midnight it had been cold twice

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Pitty patty goes the rain

2/20/2018

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A poem from our creative writing class!

by Ainsley

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Pitty patty goes the rain
Lights aglow when grim like shadows fill the room
I try to sleep like a kitten when the lights are on
I close my eyes then I feel the lights go black

The room gets cold as ice
A chill I feel goes down my neck and through the bed
I try to think of light gleaming on my face
A warmth goes from my toes to my head

I wake up when the sun sends me a gleam
My head is sore as a stubbed toe
I open my eyes they look but see no foe
Then I come to think that it was all a dream

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Coma

2/19/2018

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Some poems from our creative writing class!

by Alyssa

'Twas two nights after I was adopted
I was hit by a car with a drunk driver
It was an emergency
I was dying and that's the last thing
I remember and now I'm here twenty years later
Just woke up from a twenty year slumber 
Being 25 completely paralyzed
Oh I'm a little better
Twenty-four hours later on my death bed and ready for eternal slumber

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​Long ago there was a joker...

1/14/2018

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Some limericks from our creative writing class!

by Meredith
​
​Long ago there was a joker
He loved playing games of poker;
Then the king said, "Fool!"
So he tried to play pool
But at that he was mediocre
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In the moist soil grew a root...

1/13/2018

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Some limericks from our creative writing class!

by Meredith

In the moist soil grew a root
But it was soon crushed by a boot
Strangled by a wire
and burned in a fire
At last the root died, turned to soot
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Never have I met a man who...

1/12/2018

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Some limericks from our creative writing class!

by Meredith

​Never have I met a man who
Had a single clue what to do
In this thing we call life
Trying not to cause strife
So don't bite more than you can chew
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Dave

1/11/2018

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Some limericks from our creative writing class!

by Reagan

There once was a boy name Dave
He lived in a cave
He couldn’t light a fire 
And was a very bad lair
That’s he ended up in a grave
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