Mrs. Brown's Poetry Page
Poems by Students in B4 English
The Lonely Road by Brady Bowling
The road looks lonely and long
Only my thoughts to fill time
I see mountains looming high up ahead
And all I can think is how hard they’ll be to climb
My mind wonders of these high cliffs and peaks
Somehow ill tackle them all alone
I compare them to my young life
And having to growup and learn on my own
The road on either side is hard and bare
At times I feel I may not make it
I doubt that I really have what it will take
And then I realize I juts cant quit
My mind tells me not to fear the future and unknown
To listen, learn, love, and live each day
I do want to keep pushing on
And I know I will, my way
The road ahead at times will be lonely and long
My journey at times not the best
I won't always have someone there
And yet won't let it stop my quest
On the edge. By Chase Harberson
Constantly testing the boundaries, the boundaries of optimism and curiosity.
Going to the ends of the earth to find out the answers to life's monstrosity.
To find yourself one must realize their purpose,
Exploring the creation of thought by staying above the surface.
The surface that keeps you from falling through,
The same one that admits it holds firm for you.
Why, to discover, what's really out there
To get as close as you can, your limits, they are not impaired.
The ground holds steady no matter how thin,
The only reason it shakes, is because its where others have been.
Closer, yet far from the end of it all,
It takes time to discover and increments are small.
You'll make it to the point where a rest is deserved
For the answers you found, the ones long preserved
Which comes to a conclusion, one of great joy and no strife,
That you’ve come to the edge
To find out your purposes and place in this life.
Sunset Boulevard. By Justin Torgerson
Bad days come and go,
Just like people come and go from your life
What you make of it tells a lot about you,
What people these days don't realize
Is that just because you have a bad day
Doesn’t mean that you have a bad life
You must not confuse these with each other,
Most people do not truly realize how blessed they are.
Sunsets are so beautiful in their entirety,
You notice that no matter what happens to you
That the sun will still rise the next day,
And life will go on
So do not stress what happens to you
Because your problems are small
Compared to the problems in the world
So just take a deep breath, and enjoy the sunset.
By Andrew Kauffman
The lava is hot
The lava is red
My life is hot
My life is dead
Lava is full of life
When the night comes
It shines bright
Unlike the future of bums
If the lava wasn't hot,
There would be no pain,
And I could not
Have any gain
When the world ends one day,
And the lava burns no more,
I wont be there to say
Its hot, anymore.
Wilted Flowers by Kayla Lucas
Even the purest of things die in this place
Sterile sheets and iron clad bars
Dull walls bleached white to hide the stains of time
Uniformity Interrupted only by wilted flowers
Their sweet perfume
Drowned by the chemical assassin
Punished for nonconformity
They keep me here and preach normality
They chain me and proclaim
"This is my sanctuary"
But I know better
There are no restraints in Eden
This is a prison for the mad
But we only want to be free
We want to leave behind
This monochrome safe haven for monotony
We want to find freedom
And create our own normality
In the world of the living
Surrounded by color, not walls
With room to grown like wildflowers
Rapids By Madeline Roution
Life can be rough
Just like the rapids
Sometimes you feel like you're not good enough
But life happens
You have to face what's in front of you
If you just go with the flow
You can make it through
I don’t have to guess, I already know
Everyone has these moments
Everyone has these days
If you don’t keep moving foreword
You may get lost along the way
So just try to stay calm
Try not to be rocky
Live every day to the fullest
And no one can stop you
The Ocean of Colors By Garrett Cager
The ocean of colors never sleeps
It reflects over itself like a mirror
Always churning and moving
It is endlessly deep
The ocean of colors never sleeps
The ocean of color doesn’t stay warm
When night comes it stays black and cold
Still full of life
But slowly draining until a new storm
The ocean of color doesn’t stay warm
The ocean of color can't stay quiet
It is loud like an airplane
Roaring and crashing into itself
Trying to undue its wrathful spirit
The ocean of color can't stay quiet
The ocean of color does not fit in
It is surrounded by a foreign dry land
Never able to fix what it is
But always trying to change within
The ocean of color does not fit in
The ocean of colors never sleeps
The ocean of color doesn’t stay warm
The ocean of color can't stay quiet
The ocean of color does not fit in
The ocean of color is like me
By Keyton Kinley
Sometimes the end of the tunnel isn't always light
All you see is trees, darkness, and fog, but not the end.
You cant see the end of the woods, just like you can't see the future.
The wind is whistling, crickets are chirping, all you hear is your heart beating faster than normal.
Of course, life is clearer right now, we are living in it.
Its okay to be scared of the future, no one knows what it holds.
I want to go home now, its really cold.
All you feel is damp, sharp branches and the smell of wet dog in this huge forest.
There's just some things in life you must do by yourself.
This is one of them.
All it takes is a little leap of faith
God will take care of you, you are safe.
You might not always see the path in life, but go ahead and walk it.
Whether its hardships, death, or delight
You cannot be nervous, or dismayed
For I have commanded you, to find your own way.
Create your own future and control it how you want.
But first, you have to walk into the darkness, and know you will be okay,
You are strong and sound, you will walk in faith.
By Larah Relova
lightly sprinkling leaves onto grassy landscapes
like chocolate shavings on frosting,
caramel colored sunlight glazing around trees
in the rising hours of the day.
Earth & Sky By Alexis Zapata
Over great distance these giants loom
Seemingly unattainable at our view.
Mountains of rock and stone that bloom
Higher, nearing the expanse of blue
That covers every soul near and far
And grants each child the dream to fly.
How could one wish on a fallen star
If it had never had a home in the sky?
To reach the heavens is not a small feat
For those not granted the gift of wings
And to feel on our backs the sun's heat
Is another one of those unimaginable things.
But perhaps, friends, what we need most today
Are the childhood fantasies we once pushed away
As we grew older, matured, and lost the belief
That we can do anything if we continue to reach.
By Branden Layne
Red and blue cloud flying high in the sky
Watching as they slowly pass by
Thinking my oh my
How life has flown by
Reminiscing the past
Wishing I could take some actions back
But trying to make the memories last
Wondering where is the happiness I lack
If you look into water you see you
A reflection of who you are
People remember the actions you do
Saying if it fits, put on the shoe
Attitudes reflect off others
But how you act you learn from your mother
She tells you how good you must treat one another
But you must, out of all, make sure you love her
Your mother, the on who loved you
Scar on the Earth By Autumn Barnett
Love is destruction-
covering all in its path.
Every emotion, every thought
every feeling ever had.
Love is vast and varied-
hard to understand.
But something new will sprout in this desolate land,
something redeeming will come
from this destruction hard to comprehend.
Love is persistent-
a hot flowing wave.
The solid black stone merely,
memory's grave.
Love is beautiful,
in the way only destruction can be.
Because to be burned down is to be set free.
Trapped By Jared Trejo
Tall walls on each of two sides
With cold water to the ankle
And only one way that guides
The restriction makes one rankle
There are many little trotters
That echo throughout the waters
Amidst the darkness there is a light
A light so ,so bright
In that light there is hope
A hope to escape the binding rope
In the light there are endless possibilities
To fit all necessities
To reach the light is simple
Just follow the ripple
Going forward is the one and only key
To becoming free
By Ronni Trisko
The Suns Ray penetrates a hole so deep,
A distant tunnel my only door.
To once again taste the air so sweet,
An appetite to invade my every pore.
My lungs they tighten with no capacity,
While the pressure in my skull finds no rest.
Life surrounds me with murky dignity,
While my endurance takes its finest test.
My heartbeat is a lonely sound,
As it keeps rhythm with the swaying tide.
As my soul searches for safer ground,
Elements of time are not on my side.
Slender bodies circle high above,
As to signal me a prayer of hope.
An ounce of energy and a shove,
Hails victory through the narrow scope.
Haunting Memories By Claire McDermott
Breaking the surface
Currents close to gaining a defeat
Green waters glistening
like jewels overflowing
Warm wood pressed
upon the soles of my feet
from a lengthy boardwalk
as I listen to seagulls talk
Yet I have goosebumps
Even after arriving my suite
I can still feel the pulling currents
The shower pounding hot bullets
Memories haunting
Fish coming in a fleet
swarming in my mind
Physically fine but mentally blind
The Blossoms of youth By Ken Holbrook
Mt. Fuji, mother of a youthful land, forever watching it change
Viewing its children as they roam her range
She sees all that occurs across its slopes, throughout her fields
Protecting youth as a mighty shield
The seasons pass and youth fades from view, leave Mt. Fuji's view
Saddened by loss, she sleeps, waiting for youth to return
As spring comes around she begins to receive gifts of dew
She begins to noticed what she has yearned
The trees begin to blossom, youth starts to sprout
Ready for another bout
Small and fragile, needing care
Waiting for a dare
A dare to express themselves for al to see
Waiting for the key
When fall comes around all is ready, they open up to the world saying "Look at me!"
The mountain awakens, no longer alone.
The memories within By Dezmon Black
Family, it`s what keeps everyone together
Like the trees it will protect you while you under their shelter
When they pass they become an ancestor, a lost memory
Becoming the trunk of a tree literally
Sliding beneath the surface surely you can see
That what you remember is not totally what it seems
Laying at the bottom, with no base to keep your top up
No matter how hard you reach you will never be brought up
Back to the land, where all the other trees stand
But for them it will be hard to live with a lost friend
They get lost in the past, with the good times we had
One day your specific look suddenly becomes vague
Each time the long nights turns to day
Even underneath all of the water your image is clear
For all of the other fellow trees this a fear
When they meet their fallen trees everything will be clear