0When your here I’m breathless.
but when your gone I’m restless.
When you speak,
every word lifts me from my feet.
I want to hug you,kiss you to hold you close.
but i don’t have the courage to even almost.
I cant sing, i cant dance but i can love.
and i love you, you are my dove, my angle, my every thought.
This poem was written/submitted by jake mcguffie.
0It’s a funny thing,
What we call life,
It gives us trouble,
It causes strife.
It makes us laugh,
It makes us cry,
Yet all we do,
Is stress and try.
To make it through,
Surpass Our frowns,
To make it past,
Life is ups and downs.
We don’t have a choice,
To stay or to go,
Were here for a while,
Is all that we know.
So however hard,
When there is no fun,
Sit back and remember,
We only get one.
This poem was written/submitted by Charlotte.
0I look back on what I want to see
Hoping to find the missing piece
The puzzle is almost together
But there is still some missing
Slowly coming together
Piece by piece
Soon it will be whole
But when will that be?
I guess only time will tell
I want to find those pieces that are missing
I want to search for them
But I am being held back
Afraid I wont find them
Searching everyday
Hoping every night
That somehow
They will come to me
Until eventually
This puzzle is finally whole
This poem was written/submitted by Krystal Thompson.
0Each day that passes,
each day that is new,
a comfort i looked for,
it never came true.
I lived my life
for what i thought right
alone in the day time,
alone through the night.
Ignoring the happiness that others shared,
I wanted true comfort, with love and with care,
I wanted to find true love
but love was not found.
You came into my life,
no planning
not seen,
A warm sense of loving,
where had you now been.
I looked and searched but you was always there,
ignoring the truth it was so hard to bare,
time had taken over, and we became good friends.
Shared all our feelings,
a hug that felt right,
we became lovers
on that quite night.
A comfort i had looked for, was right by my side
my eyes now remain open, bright and alive,
Your love and your comfort make me survive.
This poem was written/submitted by john.
0Old man lies in bed
thinking about the past
Old man sits in bed
wondering where it all went wrong
Old man looks outside
watching the world go by
Old man cries himself to sleep
because he is all alone
Old man lifts his cup
struggling to take a sip
Old man drops his cup
Old man has gone
This poem was written/submitted by rebecca smith.
0The circumstances are in our favor.
Distant roars, not from fighting, but from waves.
The sweet night air spills over our bodies to remind us that we are alive.
We watch the sky and consider the possibility of a storm,
And whether we will have time to run for cover.
We fumble over the right words, trying to sound worldlier than we actually are.
The wind blows my hair through my face.
The waves crash harder and more intensely as the night proceeds.
I try not to glance at you to where you’ll notice,
But you do every time.
We sit in silence for moments enjoying the way the seaside makes us feel secure.
Knowing we will have to go home at the end of the week.
College and life are waiting for us.
I try to estimate the distance between Lexington and Newport, in my mind.
A few stars peek through the gray mass of clouds,
Trying to tempt us with their reputation of romanticism.
The water acts as a balance beam,
Equalizing what the world expects and what we desire.
The night grows thin,
As we grow wary, knowing it’s almost over.
I look up into your eyes, not knowing if you feel the way I do.
Its then I realize that you don’t.
I understand that it is too late for me to recover; I’ve already let you in.
At least we won’t have to face each other every day.
Not that you would catch the drift anyway.
So I seize our last few moments together under the damaged sky,
And pray that you will change your mind.
This poem was written/submitted by kara marie.
+2Her short brown hair
her innocent face
now filled with despair
she runs away leaving no trace
that her beautiful soul was dying
as she sat in her room crying
She walks down the street
tears in her eyes
walking bare feet
making no sound as she cries
she feels sorry for them
they still live with him
They wouldn’t even come looking
they would be to busy fighting
and her sister would be too busy cooking
and her brother too busy writing
but she has her teddy bear
he seemed to care
She doesn’t want to go
but she has no choice
she cant say no
she can still hear his voice
but why
why does she still cry
But she has to leave home
away from there
even though she will be alone
but it doesn’t matter because they wont care
now she will not cry
and she knows why…
This poem was written/submitted by libby.
