Class Poems

#1 Rainbows above
bears that are plain grumpy,
yet nice at the same time
may remind you of Johnor remind you of a crazy person
but in fact Susie was a crazy person
a very crazy person
went running around the dark room
the rain almost messed up her weave
and it’s glued in.
O, who gives a shit.
Life is too short anyway—live it up!
Hakuna Matata!
Life is sweet and juicy.
If it had a taste, it would be just like gum,
lovely gum that tasted of chalk.
Sometimes I do not like gum.
But when I do, I’m chillin out maxin, relaxin all
cool, and shootin some b-ball outside of school,
starting to make trouble in the neighborhood.
What neighborhood? Where is thissong from?
Umm… song? What the hell?
I am hungry.
Don’t Burger King sound delicious.
O, Susie a.k.a. grannnypanties, you will get it.

#2 Gloomy Sunday
setting itself against death
this is retarded.
Yes, I totally agree.
Why is it raining so much?
Rain sucks! Why can’t it be snow!
Snow is worse, then we have to bundle all up.
So get your velcro boots, strap yourself in, anddemand justice!
If you don’t have velcro then run home,run home and grab a gun.
Go next door and shoot the dog becausehe barks too much.
Get the pooper scooper and clean upthe mess;
make sure you hide yourtracks.
Rain drops keep falling on my head,
wind cuts into my soul,dead worms on wet pavement.
You should see what the person before me wrote.
What a donkey.The jackass wrote about some guy’s eye,
how weird the guy’s eye was,or how ugly his face look.
His face look really horrible!
Like the face of Susie when she wakes up in the morning.

Sick

Don't ya hate it when you can't breath or smell out your nose? I surely do. I can't taste anything either. It sucks! Your nose is raw and all red from wiping it so much. You sit there for a while in class and then it just starts running. You cough all the time, can't sleep good, don't have a appetite because you can't taste anything. It just really sucks being sick!

WTF!

So wtf is going on with this place! I feel like I can't even walk to class without being jumped! I am so confused and I could just cry. I get back to my dorm and see 3 UP Police Vehicles, 1 Canton Town Police Car, and 1 Sherif Car. I didn't know what to do or wtf was going on. Then I get back to my room and my roommates freaking out saying "Someone Got Stabbed, Someone Got Stabbed". I laughed and thought nothing of if because that sorta shirt don't happen around here. Then I turn on the TV, its all over the dam news, "18 year old male got stabbed 7 times. He is in Canton-Potsdam Hospital. One boy, 17 years old was arrested but cannot find the others." Are you kidding me??? Something needs to be done and done fast before something happens again and when it does, its gonna be worse! I have never in my whole life had to deal with shit like this and I don't ever want to, that's why I live in the north country!

My Opinion!

Taking my RAW creative writings out of my notebook, was interesting… Some of it I laughed at, others I had no clue what the hell I was even talking about or describing, and the rest made perfect sense. I guess you don’t realize how deep into thought you really go when writing creatively. I found myself fixing a lot of spelling mistakes and other punctuation mistakes but I didn’t add or take anything, I left them how they were. I really enjoyed going back through my notebook and reading and typing what I have wrote in the past 6 weeks.

*Alicia*

Mary Cassatt's Children Playing on the Beach

At the beach the seagulls cry
And the ocean breeze whispers through the air.
The children sit and play,
With nothing on their mind
Except what they're going to make.
The sun is hot on their backs
And wind rustles their hair.
But they don't mind.
No thoughts of yesterday or tomorrow,
Right now is all they know.
Someday they'll be too old to sit
in the sand and make sandcastles all day.
But for today they can sit and play.

By Emily J-B.