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Fate

by Sabrina, Age 11

A mote of golden pollen tickles my nose
like a firefly through cherry blossoms,
still, as if stuck in honey,
swishing left and right, like feathers,
silvered and transformed by the moon,
which hangs like a great luminous pearl
in the center of a sky dazzled by
birthstone-blue stars, Continue reading

Splinter Wood

by Samuel, Age 13

Scratched.
Bruised.
On a branch.
Staring down.
Long way down.
Hands gripped with fear, on a so small stick,
to a so tall heap of splinters,
digging in my limbs.
Splintering, screeching, on a stick,
so slick with sweat.
Crunching, cracking, from above.
Chipping, crackling, as I glance up.
Crashing, clashing, into me,
a stick of splintering wood.

More scratched,
more bruised,
dangling down.
Stick of splinters,
is on the ground.
As its crash resounds, I still hang on.
The falling leaves,
laughing me.
I’m slowly, barely, sliding down.
Holding, grasping, for dear life.
Splinters cutting me,
like a knife.
Days later, at least it seems,
So
Green,
Soft,
Ground,
has rescued me.
Stick of Splintering Wood,
staring me, yet
harmless now.
Happy that I am being
sat down
By
The
Ground.


Capturing a Moment

In this poem, Samuel really captures a moment that perhaps he has experienced before. He explores many emotions one could have from falling helpless to the ground from a broken tree branch. Does his poem inspire you to write a poem yourself? It could be about flying a kite, fishing, sleeping on a dock, hiking on a trail, riding a bike, or another idea you have. You could even send your poem to B! by visiting submit.

A Wild-Eyed Dream

by Sarah, Age 14

Rushing wind blowing back my hair
Whipping it around
A hurricane of possession snatching at the long strands
The crystal clear blue
surrounds in all directions;
never-ending
There is no up and down
No right way or wrong way
There’s only me
and the endless sky Continue reading

Great Black Liquid

by Leo, Age 12

It’s five or six in the morning
Sighs, yawns, and groans fill the air
Car engines are running and droning

During the morning commute
The owner returns to the car
with a mug of coffee Continue reading

Winter is Coming

Winter is coming with its early black nights
and cold white frosty mornings.

The trees stand bare and animals grow hair to
prepare for the season of cold.

Water starts to freeze, and people buckle their
knees as the weather starts to change. Continue reading

A Smile

by Benita, Age 11

It costs nothing
But means so much
It enriches those who receive it
Without impoverishing those that give it

It happens in a flash
But sometimes the memory lasts forever
A smile beautifies your face
You can win a race Continue reading

Journey

021116_1by Ruquaiyah, Age 13

If I have to sail over seas
And fly over the seven skies
Or discover my own land
And deal with buzzing bees

Then I have to let go of all my fears
And learn to deal with fireflies
And let go of the word grand
To fit in the large caravan

Of the travelers traveling by
Through sea, sky and land
I need to be brave and bold
Not timid and shy Continue reading

Florida

290916_1by Molly, Age 15

The captivating blue of the ocean
Is highlighted as the waves
Crash to the soft sand
Its white caps
Exploding on the terrain Continue reading