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To My Talented and Amazingly Beautiful Students ~ As the year wanes, I cannot help but look back at what we’ve accomplished in this very short period of time. I have to say that, as I reflected, I was in a state of NOSTALGIA. My memories took me back to the first week of school when you began the year writing “I Am” poems. I was so excited to get to know each of you! Then I did, and I fell in love with each you. Despite your quirks, both emotional and academic, I can honestly say that I began to love you like a mother loves her children. I wanted the best for you, I prayed for your health and happiness and, as you all know, I was not afraid to “lay down the law” when you needed it. That’s love! If you haven’t figured it out from all the conversations we’ve had, love means wanting the other person to grow, evolve and become all that they were meant to be. I saw more in you than you did in yourselves, and I knew if I challenged you, you would prove me right…and you did! As seen in these pages, “my little sweeties” can really write. Not only was it evidenced in your STELLAR writing scores, but it’s also quite apparent in this collection of poems! What I want you to take into next year is the feeling of success you may have felt during the course of the year in our English class. It would be nice if you carried all of the lessons and knowledge with you, too! However, the most important aspect of class I want you to remember is the life lessons…and that when you truly try, success is inevitable! When you want to quit, reflect on how much better it feels to produce your best work. Your teacher will appreciate it, too. Remember, “what is written without effort is, generally, read without pleasure!” Words cannot express how this literary magazine is a “work of heart.” The poems inside represent the school’s most creative minds, talented writers, gifted artists and tenacious students! I am so amazed by your insight and your ability; and, not to mention, how you can take a simple task and make it your own, add your flair and flavor, and produce such beautiful (and sometimes comical) pieces. I have been creating literary magazines for my classes since 1999, and this is my favorite so far (and I don’t just say that every year). Not only do I love the new title, but I also believe it’s a beautiful collaboration of your work. It is with pride and pleasure that I present you with “Nostalgia,” our class collection of poems! Love you, Christine Rodriguez Your English Teacher SPECIAL THANKS TO: All the parents for raising such AMAZING children Azharea Marquez, period 3, for the inspiration of the title Antonella Cerasuolo, period 6, for the beautiful artwork on the cover Mrs. Maritza Jimenez, assistant principal and friend, for giving me the best students in the school Mr. Ronald Redmon, assistant principal, for the wonderful job he does Dr. Louis Algaze, principal, for being the GREATEST leader ever! See “Nostalgia” online at http://hghsnostalgia.weebly.com/
You wrote these “I Am” poems the first few days of school. It was my way of getting to know you in a non-threatening manner. I borrowed this activity from my mentor back in 1992, the year I began teaching. Every year it is one of my favorites! Even though it gives you a format to follow, I discovered you had your own story to tell, which makes each poem incredibly unique and special…just like you!
I am friendly and nice I wonder if I will have a good school year I hear the birds I see me graduating I want to have a great school year I am friendly and nice I pretend that I am flying I feel happy I touch the sky I worry when one of my family members is sick I cry when something bad happens I am friendly and nice I understand what people say I say that I can do it if I believe it I dream that I am graduating I try do well in school I hope to have a good school year I am friendly and nice
I am Flamboyant and kind. I wonder where I’m going to be in 10 years. I hear music in my head. I see black dots sometimes. I want to be successful. I am flamboyant and kind. I pretend to be a good singer. I feel like destroying Ivana Marie Gonzalez. I touch a dolphin in my dreams. I worry too much about my mother. I cry at the sight of animal cruelty. I am flamboyant and kind. I understand people’s individuality. I say school should start at 9. I dream about the day I can hug my brother. I try to always be happy. I hope for a better country. I am flamboyant and kind. ~ Michelle Gomez 3
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am a dreaming simple girl. wonder how others think of me. hear good things about me. see a light in the sky. want to be unique. am a dreaming simple girl. pretend to be a nurse. feel positive. touch the light of my future. worry sometimes I’m too nice. cry when they hurt me. am a dreaming simple girl. understand you have to fight hard. say it’s worth it. dream big. try hard to keep it up. hope my dreams come true. am a dreaming simple girl. ~ Liset Rodriguez
am a daughter and a student wonder if I’ll ever visit France hear people clapping at my graduation see my parents crying of joy am a daughter and a student pretend to listen in math class. feel happy about my future life touch my future baby’s cheeks worry about my dad cry when I need someone am a daughter and a student say I can become a pediatrician. dream to have a family. try to cook and do my best at school. hope my future is just like I imagine it am a daughter and a student.
~ Deatriz Aguirre-Cruz
~ Jame Gavilanes
I am an open-minded and Creative Musician I wonder what she thinks of me I hear the beats of war drums I see the good in people I want to be with her any chance I get I am an Open-minded and Creative Musician I pretend to not notice things at times I feel Relief when I finally get to sleep I touch the hearts of closed minded adults I worry too much when it comes to others I cry when I’ve given my all for nothing I am an Open-minded and Creative Musician I understand the image I must uphold I believe in science, yet highly value the power of imagination I dream of having a purpose In the world I try to make myself as carefree as I can I hope that I could better put my mental pictures into words I am an Open-minded and Creative Musician ~ Ruben Vega
I am sweet and hard working. I wonder if one day it will pay off. I hear laughs and weeps along the years. I see success down the road. I want to be something in life. I am sweet and hard working. I pretend everything is okay when it isn't. I feel proud of who I am. I touch hearts and souls of others to make a difference. I worry my dreams won't come true. I cry at the thought of disappointment. I am sweet and hard working.
I am athletic and a sports fan I wonder who was the first person to play sports I hear fans cheering I see me dunking in the NBA I want to become a football player I am athletic and a sports fan I pretend to be a professional football player I feel like I am better than everyone I touch success in the future I worry that I won't be a star player I cry if a family member dies I am athletic and a sports fan I understand that life is hard I say if you work hard, life will be easier I dream that I am going to the NFL I try to be the best at everything I do I hope I do great in everything I try I am athletic and a sports fan ~ Nelson Molina
I understand things don't always turn out how you want them to. I say, “Never give up!” I dream of happiness and success. I try my best at everything I do. I hope to make a difference. I am sweet and hardworking. ~ Judenys Clavelo
I am a caring and loving girl I wonder what life would be without laughter I hear my friends laughing at my jokes I see myself putting a smile on people's faces I want to make a difference I am a caring and loving girl I pretend like my problems aren't there I feel myself floating above my problems I touch the doors to happiness I worry I will be lonely I cry when my loved ones suffer I am a caring and loving girl I understand life will be hard I say "just make the best of it" I dream of helping kids with needs I try to make others happy I hope to one day make a difference I am a caring and loving girl. ~ Maria Roman
~ Mari Roman
In The Secret Life of Bees, Lily shares that her Sunday school teacher used a name to create a philosophical message. Using the letters of JOY, Mrs. Poole creates an acrostic poem that details an amazing message and her philosophy about life. You were asked to create your life’s philosophy using at least six letters of your name. What came from this activity was the lesson that, every single day, we each have something to offer and something to learn
It should be what's on the inside Showing people who you really are, A book shouldn't be judged by a cover, But for what really matters. Everyone is so close-minded at times, Lying to themselves everyday Grab a hold of reality and welcome to the real world!
~ Isabel Guerra
Yesterday is the past; live the present Obtain knowledge Abnormal is normal; be different Never give up! Enjoy every moment Think before acting Generate new ideas
~ Yoanet Garcia
Just walk away from those that are a bad influence. Overcome any obstacle life throws at you. View the person not by appearance, but by who they are. Anyone can do something if you get your mind into it. Never say never. Yes, just do what you have to do. Use all the advice that you receive.
Do everything to your best ability Intelligence is the key Always do what is best for you
Nothing should stop you from reaching your goals Always acknowledge the elders It’s never okay to give up
~ Diana I. Mattei
~ Jovany Ulloa
Maturity comes as you grow
Create smiles around you Help others Relinquish yourself to the Divine Ignore negativity Share hugs Take time for family Initiate forgiveness Never lose faith Embrace peace
~ Christine Rodriguez
Never give up. Intelligence will get you far in life. Cherish each moment. Optimism will never bring you down. Lend a hand to others. Always live your life to the fullest. Smile every day. ~ Nicolas farinas
Keep your head up no matter what. Appreciate what you have; you'll never know how good it was until it's gone. Someone who makes you smile is someone worth keeping in your life. Stand your ground in order for others not to walk all over you. Accept people for who they are and not for who you want them to be. Never be afraid to speak how you truly feel. Don't let people who don't matter bring you down. Reality is always better than your dreams Above all else, follow your heart!
~ Kassandra Aranda
Challenge yourself Have an open and accepting mind Release your emotions, thoughts and potential Impress no one but yourself Sparkle with your own light Treat everyone with equality Improvement is endless Appreciate every moment Never give up! ~ Christian Reyes
Cherish the daily insignificances Hold on to the greatest memories Run to help a friend in need Interpret the correct thing to do Stay clear of negative thoughts Tame urges to be lazy Obliterate self-doubt
~ Christopher Gonzalez
Dedicate time to friends and family. In a time of need, give out a hand. Appreciate help from others. Make the best out of life. Achieve your goals. Reinforce peace. Hope for the best in everything.
~ Diamar Herrera
Sometimes A tough moment in your life Never seems to meet its end. Though at the moment, It sure does help to be Nostalgic and to Imbed yourself in a joyful day
~ Kharla Santini
Give help without expecting something in return Enjoy every minute of your life Impress others with your skills Succeed in everything Appreciate what you have ~ Geisa Garcia
Carpe Diem! Life's a journey, not a destination Always embrace life and those around you Uncertainty is one of life's quirks Do what you love, and love what you do Initiate peace throughout the world Always be prepared for the worst ~ Claudia Salomon
B- Be content with your lot; one cannot be first in everything. L- Love takes away courage in order to have; just give then you’ll receive. A- Analyze things before you act so you won’t have regret. N- Never give up on what you’ve always dreamed for. C- Choose to accept it when C-Rod takes your phone A- Act wisely when you wan you can’t have. R- Respect is always the key to success. O- Order your plans with patience. D- Don’t be a fruit and get out there. R- Raise dough through an honest job. I- Ignore other chicken that waste opportunities. G- Go reach for your true calling. U- Unite yourself with well rounded people. E- Everything happens for a reason. Z- Zoom into the little things in life; they mean the most.
Believe in yourself Explore new discoveries Live life with hope Interpret the real meaning of love Never give up Dominate weaknesses Achieve the biggest goals in life
~ Belinda De la Torre
Decide things for yourself. Imagine the glass half full rather than half empty. Make the best out of the worst situations. Expand your potential. See the good in people. Help out those in need. Associate yourself with goal-oriented people.
~ Dimesha Suazo
Do the right thing Accept others for who they are Vacation often Imagine wonderful things Direct others on the right path Aid those in need Lighten up the world
~ David Algaze
Follow your heart to where ever it might guide you. Attract amiable friends who will always be there for you. Never say never because God has only blessed us with
one life to live. Naturalize your life so that you will be able to live a peaceful life. Yearn to become a forgiving person as well as an understanding one. Auction kindness and empathy to the world yet speak the truth that must be said. Remember to love yourself, for if one is incapable to value oneself, they will truly not cherish another. ~ Fanny Aragundi
Kindness is greatly appreciated Always love one another Respect everyone around you Initiate positive feedback with others Never give up your dreams and goals Always try your best Give 100% in all aspects of life ~ Karina Guevara
In the fall we read Twilight, which sparked quite a bit of enthusiasm in the classroom. Honestly, I had no idea the impact this would have on our students. Surprisingly, many of you read all four books in the series (some in a matter of a week). The poems here illustrate the dynamic relationship between Bella and Edward. As a class assignment, you had to write the poem from one of the main character’s point of view, and you had to include at least four of the following literary tools: metaphor, simile, imagery, alliteration, personification, allusion and parallelism. Some of you really sank your teeth into this activity!
Minding my own everything seems cold and bare He comes then goes leaving me unaware In shock and in denial this is all some sort of dream I find myself being selfish and juvenile wishing more of what is unseen In love with the foe It's like being torn in altered directions Obsessed with the unknown my heart cant help but question Is this unrequited love? Am I the only one enamored? Only to find that he is above And has untouchable standards I want to break through your facade make you be unafraid I can only sit and pray to God you'll let me in someday There is no sense left in me no sense at all No fine line between insanity I am ready to let go and freefall I will puncture through your protective wall And you will be the cause of my downfall ~ Kristy Valdes
She has the smell of forbidden fruit, Her love, I wish I could recruit. Her voice is like a melody, Hands as warm as I wish mine could be. Skin paler then you would suggest, Understanding she comes from the North West. The first time I saw her, she thought I did detest, She hadn’t realized that I was simply distressed. She reads the same books more than a million times, Reading Shakespeare, Austen, and Bronte so many times should be listed as one of the top crimes. She and I aren’t so unalike, Except that one of us is more life like. Put us together; we’d make a very fine troop, It’s too bad she is way out of my age group. She is the most beautiful klutz I have ever seen, I want to be with her, but she is but a teen. Her eyes are so dark, so mysterious, and so deep; Into her eyes so brown, I would gladly take a leap. She doesn’t come from excellent blood, But surely its smell would make the gods start a flood. I would be her humble servant, But for her own safety, I plan to be quite distant. One day our love will have a foundation, Why am I taking so long to break the rules if God has already sentenced me to damnation? Why must my words of love be mute? She is only inches away from my pursuit. ~ Stephanie Reyes
Edward, you have my heart What ever happen to us? I can’t picture us apart To the nights that never ended Babe, you know I love you And the days that we extended Without you around, I feel blue It’s all gone now and there's nothing I can do Your face is pale like snow Your scent makes me flow But just sit here and think of you. Your skin’s cold ice I'm back where I started. Just one touch, makes me feel nice With no one to guide me through the worst, In your arms I feel secure Or anyone to quench my thirst And, of this, I’m sure I wish we could go back to when it was you & me You put a smile on my face Kind of like the way it always use to be I trip when I try to keep your pace Those hazel brown eyes, Teens scream, beg, and cry, Man, how I wish they were still mine Edward, touch me before I die So as I sit here and try to solve love mysteries I want to live with you forever But you keep on saying that you’d never I hope I’ll always be in your memories. I need you in my life One day I wish to be your wife ~ Jeanette Mendoza Edward Cullen, you’re my one and only Without you, I’m lonely I’ve told you a thousand times
I love you and hope you enjoyed this rhyme.
I’m in love with this girl. Where in my mind she always twirls. Living without her would be so stressful. Due to the fact that she’s so graceful. She goes by the name of Bella. And by her beauty, you’d think she was in a novella. Bella is as sweet as a candy bar. And her eyes are two bright stars She has an incomparable forceful fragrance. That will lead to romance. Every time I see her, my heart skips a beat. I get so nervous I can’t even stand on my feet. Bella is always on my mind. Of course, she is one of a kind. ~ Genesis Fernandez
Her scent gnawed at my guilty throat It blistered my vocal cords to points where I presumed I’d lost them I felt as if my frigid skin flamed and set fire to my coat Surely she noticed my eyes, stained opaque gems My monstrous senses scolded me for containing my actions Though the passion I felt overpowered the lust for her blood The fragrance from her neck sends me chills of satisfaction The thought of allowing myself to taste her, forces my tears to form a flood It pains me to be near or far from her presence But torments my heart to be astray I could survive eternity with the agony of her essence Yet without her, a content being, I cannot portray Delicate as a spider’s web, engulfed in morning’s dew She has repaired my yearning heart with her love, like glue Heather Diaz Coming Clean I find it difficult to explain The thoughts of you that make me insane. Like an angel you touched my heart And you healed the pain of being apart. I want you to feel as if I were your safeguard The one you can trust when things get hard. I’m frightened to tell you what is within my soul To go upon you and unfold, the truth is that you make me whole. Your smile shines from a distance sight It’s one of the many aspects that make you bright. And with this said I say you are my special one Your radiant smile is as bright as the sun. Your beauty is a flower in bloom In the dark; and in the gloom. I love you Bella, you’re my one true charm And my heart sings when I hold you in my arms.
~ Niccole Liriano
For our Pinwheels for Peace Project, some of you wrote haikus. Haikus are three-lined poems with 17 syllables. Thanks to Mr. Binder, our trust counselor, we were able to write poetry to infuse the message of Peace. He enlisted us to show that peace reigns at HGHS. Now, lets take that out into our homes and local and global communities!
War is never good Stop the pain; it corrupts us Always be grateful
~ John Arteaga
Why must we destroy? That accomplishes nothing! Peace brings true success.
~ Andres Aguilar
The world will show peace When we learn to beat as one Let’s all live in peace.
~ Miladys Fernandez
Stop pointless fighting Create peace for our country Live. Dream to the max ~ Daly Ramirez
Never summon war Therefore, we will all have peace Love will reign over
~ Tiffany Gutierrez
Peace without fighting Freely running without fear Love and kisses spread
~ Rachel Lopez
Missing my brother Praying for his safe return From the Middle East
~ Christine Rodriguez
Peace, peace, peace, peace, peace That is all we want in life Peace and love, not war ~ Roxana Martinez Peace on earth I want My one and only true dream No longer we’ll fight ~ Henry Lopez
I want happiness Let's let world peace be our vow Let's stop the violence. ~ Gina Medina
Peace within myself May never be insecure Love me as always ~ Carolina Bonnet
No matter how we choose to celebrate (or not celebrate) the holidays, our environment is greatly affected by the phenomenon of the holiday season. For this. you wrote poems from the perspective of a holiday figure, and I required you to utilize a variety of literary tools. These poems are fun, unique and creative. Great job!
The Gingerbread Man Kids, I know you love to eat sweets Sugars are also something great everyone eats WHOA! Slow down, don’t trip over the cable nothing to worry about, there’s plenty of room on the table Come decorate me with chocolate or vanilla icing Two flavors! Yes, very surprising I am very tasty, you will see Even King Henry would want to eat me Add some gumdrops or chocolate chips Pay attention, these are very good tips I am the tastiest thing there will be It will take a billion years to find a cookie that tastes as good as me Now take a bite and don’t throw me in the trashcan Because, Hey!, I’m the Gingerbread man. ~ Michelle Mercado
A Christmas Tree Christmas trees are all so fun People are always on the run To grab a tree before they’re gone. Our tree was so big we needed someone strong. The way back home seemed so long, So we started to sing a Christmas song. Coming into our front lawn, I felt myself starting to yawn We took the tree into the house And spotted my uncle’s spouse She brought us red, green and yellow Christmas lights And when we put them to house was bright, So bright we needed glasses to cover our eyes, It shined like the stars in the skies. Even though the tree looked very bizarre It still looked pretty with the shiny star. ~ Johana Macias
Through the Eyes of a Child When I saw all those presents I was ecstatic, I couldn’t resist not trying to peek through the bitty openings of the wrapping paper on the gifts, I heard a loud thump and tried not to panic, I dashed to my room and saw the sight of something shift, I slowly sauntered back and saw Santa Claus sitting on my sofa, eating the cookies on the table, It was then I realized my passion for Christmas was like the passion of a bee and its honey, He stood up on the floor and glided out the door very unstable, My present had an envelope and WHOA! It was five hundred dollars I couldn’t believe my eyes, I opened the present and thought I was dreaming; it was the one thing I asked for a billion times, The new Laughing Lama toy what a surprise, This toy is nothing ordinary it laughs, walks, walks, and even climbs, They were the best presents I could ever ask for, There’s nothing else I wanted more. ~ Christopher Gonzalez
Finally, Christmas Eve! When children sing, dance, and can’t sleep. When Rudolph’s nose shines like the moon, And flies up, up, and away like a cartoon. Christmas trees and Christmas lights stand out, Causing me to gain distraction from my route. Shhhhh. I can hear the wind whispering by, By my ears and through the sky. I can feel the excitement of children getting gifts, As I go up through the chimney swift. 1, 2, 3 houses I missed, For those little boys were on my “Naughty List.” Christmas Day is here so fast. Guess I’ll be heading to the North Pole in a blast. Merry Christmas from the South through the North Pole, For Christmas, throughout the year, will always be in my spirit and soul. Ashley Alfonso
I see the colorful, shining lights I see the moon that lights the night The colorful tree The wonderful book that begins with “thee.” The book is read day to day We don't see the sun until May I sneak a peek to see what's inside All the parents are outside I see my present wrapped in a bow Wow! It's a truck that has a tow Now my Christmas is complete There's nothing that can compete Like Martin Luther King Jr.’s, "I have a dream" I wish that snow was smooth as cream. ~Valorie Flores
String of Lights It's Christmas day. I flash frequently from blue to gray. Humans hang me up on trees, The temperature outdoors is 32 degrees. It's snowing lightly outside. All my lines are securely tied. I can light up the sky so bright that it will turn all white, Therefore, there is no need for a flashlight. This might come to you as a surprise, But I can shine as bright as a hundred fireflies. I blinked for a second slowing. It was still snowing. What was that all about? Just then, WHAM!! Lights out!
Bangs and clashes, scattering elves ‘Tis the busiest night of all, Toys being stocked off the shelves Children anxiously waiting for the night to fall. Jolly chants bounce off the factory walls And sing into my acute ears, I pack and load the sleigh like a U-Haul While others feed the reindeers. Just a few more minutes away from takeoff We squeeze and tweak the idle sleigh’s bolts, The factory stirs with excitement over the liftoff While the reindeers dash and jolt. The Big Boss puts on his bedazzling red suit Waves a million farewells and carols his last Ho, Ho, Hos, The walls fall down with cheers and salutes Work has finally come to a close. ~ Jessica Martinez
Imagine if life actually was as easy as ABC! For these poems, you used the letters of the alphabet to create some powerful and interesting messages about love, life, and even sports!
Absolutely wonderful teacher By the name of Ms. Rodriguez Currently the best teacher at HGHS Does not stop telling us she loves us As his gaze meets mine, my Everyone loves her What is love? Breath shortens, F is her favorite letter grade to give out. Courage escapes me. Goodness gracious, she is the king of teachers. A feeling of Hercules is who she reminds me of Desiring to have him, but still Incredibly intelligent Butterflies rumbling in your tummy. Empty inside. Just too nice sometimes Crazy but truthful actions. Forgetting is difficult, but Keeping her students ready for life Likes Jason Taylor Determined to see him smile. Getting over him is worse. Money does not concern her Happiness is inevitable Energy Never gives up on her students Inside my heart, feelings Flowing through you. On time every day Pumped up to go to the gym showing unrestraint Giggling and Quickly looks slimmer by the day Journeys in our lives, Hugging, Rodriguez, her last name Knowing he was all mine. Still up at three in the morning Innocence and Love separates us, Trying to help us get a better grade Joy. Unique More than hate joins us. Kissing. Very beautiful teacher Never would I imagine Will do anything to help us improve Lingering. Our love we share. Xtremely cool Mushy movements, something You won’t want to get on her bad side People disliking us is unfair. Zebras are her favorite animal Natural, full of meaning. Questions go through my mind Obvious joy and happiness. Remembering those hurtful times. ~ Moises Ruiz Precious feeling. Still our love flows like
Yes, I hooked my boy up with an “A.”
Quick, Rapid, Mysterious change. Sadly, his emotions bring you up and drop you down. The cloud he put you in is Unveiling and Vaguely, without Warning X-tracts Your heart and with Zero emotion says, "I don’t love you; I love her". ~ Gleimis Santana
Away into the night Before the sun even shines Carefully my mind starts thinking Daring to risk these ideas Earth stays still for a moment Feeling my heart Giving it a moment to relax Holy god help me Inform others of my death Jack has made my heart skip a beat Killing every nerve in my body Leaving me paralyzed Man hes one of a kind Nobody has ever made me feel this way Ohh, only he could Put his fingers over my lips Quietly seducing me Rather than just breaking me apart Slowly taking my love in another direction Tingling motion around my body Utilizing every strength I have Visualizing the future Xray is my power to see through you Zero guilt to be with you ~ Jennifer Mejia
Doomsday A day Before dawn, Cathedral bells Ding dong away, Everlasting smiles Fade to nothing, Gentleman stroll by Hiding from the day. It is the end of the world, Jeopardy is here, Karma has come. Life will soon be destroyed, Macabre has been predicted. Nothing can be done, Oblivion was cursed upon earth. People ruined the Quality it had, Rampaged its greatness away. Scenery has changed through the years, The more went by, the worst it became. Ultimate moment is here, but Vacuous we all stand
Wailing the minutes away. Always believe in your teammates Basketball is life Xylophones play their music, Choose your shots and positions Defense wins games Yes, this is the end, Everyone is a winner if they believe Zero hour is at its pinnacle. Footwork makes a player Give encouragement when needed Hard work does pay off -Maite Echevarria Isolation the perfect one on one play Jump shot - the foundation of an offense
Keep your head and stay positive losing is only a mental state of mind Motion offense , keep moving Open your eyes, view the floor Patience is the key in any offense Quitting on defense isn’t acceptable Rushing on offense will cause problems Sprint back on defense Turnovers are the least wanted thing Under each jersey is a committed player Vision is a simple word meaning so much Worry about getting a victory instead of your points X-ccelerate your fastest on a fast break Zone defense the most common taught defense ~ Jason Borrego
These poems are, as the title suggests, short and sweet! You wrote a variety of short poems for your Portfolio of Poetry project. Some of them include tanka, cinquain, haiku, and diamante. Though these poems are short, they pack powerful messages about a variety of topics.
~ Short and Sweet ~
I just wanted to let the whole world know of you the sweetest flower ~ Aman Arguello Music is an art, In it, express your nature. It’s another world. ~
Ramon Rivera No peace without war Global peace is the main score We need to fight more ~ Rick Bravo Loving weak father Wishing that he never leaves My entire life ~ Jennifer Mejia Never be afraid Life will pass you by that way Make your life extreme ~ Ivana Gonzalez I walk by the sand Observing the crystal beach The crowd of people Making the most of their day Eating those sweet strawberries ~ Ana Bormey Friday night lights shine On the field. I am relieved, All anger is gone. ~ Julio Velasquez
Art by Aileen Meneses
The simple mind drains The pseudo philosophy Of the complex mind - Aileen Meneses Missing my mother I love her more everyday Can't wait to see her ~ Paul Meynard
Peace within humans. Fire War shall not come between us. Hot, Wild No matter how bad. Blazing, Burning, Destruction Volcanoes, Core, Lakes, Oceans ~ Deatriz Aguirre-Cruz Splashing, Playing, Waving Cool, Refreshing Water
~ Angel Viera
Pregnant big, fat jumping, dancing, panting cheerful, happy, heart-broken, unbelievable crying, praying, dying crushed, destroyed miscarriage ~ Jessica Mendez Water Clear, priceless Running, pouring, traveling In a long distance Boat ~ Luis Molina
Basketball is fun Fire the ball through the hoop My team wins the game ~ Edward Gaviria
School is so much fun It is coming to an end I had a great year ~ Melissa Lopez
“The bat” Can break or survive, Yet can keep you hungry for more. For the “smash” is king. ~ Hansel Lazo
After reading the novel, The Secret Life of Bees, I asked you to summarize one chapter in poem or song form. What you created was mellifluous! There is great work here that many will buzzing about for years to follow!
The Wish Wish I could spread my arms, my wings Wish I could hum into the night, Soothe others with my music. I never doubt that I am the cause of this, This life-if that's what you'd call it. My guilt and anguish was all brought upon by me, and only me. Flashes of her, packing her suitcase such a young being, a gun in hand A premature mind Didn't matter it worked just fine It was as if it was made for that perfect mistake of a moment. A precious box, that’s all that's left. Hidden beneath my only mother Hidden beneath the dirt, the soil, My mother Earth. Open up my sacred treasure with items I'd rather die than lose White-outer layers of skin, gloves that fit right over her nurturing hands, a picture in time covered in wax, and my dark skinned Mary, bless her What a role she'll play. T.Ray and his stare, such resentment I know it in my gut; he looks at me with pure disgust. It was an accident I never meant to take her away. My birthday another year missed, another year the world keeps spinning on its axis moving on, no rewind button, no pausing to try and catch up. I need to breathe, to get out. my knees are sore, Cut, scraped, tired, and weak. Damn T.Ray and his Martha White grits. Rosaleen, My bit of warmth in a stormy blizzard. She'd take me into town Walking, crawling, I didn't mind. It was my day and I wanted to spread my wings, Even if for a bit.
Seems that no matter where I go, there's always something. Polymorphic disaster taking different shapes and forms, Affecting every individual in multiple ways. Rosaleen had one simple wish: She was black-skinned and frowned upon To vote, to have a say, seemed like the hardest mission to get through. All these narrow- minded whites My messy hair, my milky white complexion Her round body, and wide nose, Deep in us lies the same type of pieces to a puzzle, I am human and so is she. Blame it on her pride Or the million emotions a human can't help but have. Anger, frustration, whatever it was in that moment possessed her. A mad woman she was, stupid. She stood up and was quickly put in her insignificant place, Beaten like a damn dog, not at all cared for. The police would come and the world wouldn't change The roads would still be narrow And my dead mother would still be gone My life is full of grief and loss and impenetrable minds. Wish, Oh, how I wish I could join in simultaneously, Feeling air, life run through me. I wouldn't be trapped in some jar I'd be absolutely free. ~ Kristy Valdes
Its time for the truth to reveal itself, Now things can finally be said, Because before she had no clue; Lily was too young to understand. And she ‘s puzzled and dumbfounded; she needs to know how it got started, August has the answers remembering like she was a storyteller She knows her mother Deborah Fontanel Owens. As she continues talking, Lily is deeply concentrating To find the forgiveness for the unspoken. She’s just scared; she’s not there, T-Ray doesn’t make it any better All the lying twists her head, but did momma really leave her stranded? Lily’s weeping, tormented that she pulled the trigger with no feeling. Accidently, the truth revealing. Lily you must miss your mom terribly Even with confusion you’re thinking. But August is there to show you she cares Stop the crying; T-Ray’s not here to harm you He can’t help to be an abusive father. Deborah -now you hear her story So she moved to Sylvan where she met Lily’s father; he worshipped her Treated her like no other. But things don’t seem to last forever, the love dies out and they fade apart. But with the baby in her stomach , she felt forced to try to be with the man she least wanted. Lily’s feeling like the unwanted because it was coming from T-Ray, with the least bit emotion for a newborn baby. And August started telling she was very devastated. So she left getting rid of her pitiful marriage. She looked so skinny and unhealthy, looking like the world was empty. Standing at the bus station, with no baby. Lily hears the deception of her mother, even if she was depressed, Lily hated her mother left. ~ Antonella Cerasuolo
18 Artwork by Antonella Cerasuolo
Today I sit in bed and recall Past things that I barely remember It all comes to me, In an almost extinguished flash And so it starts The sound of her voice The sound of his voice Intertwined, In a heated discussion of thoughts As I gaze at them From my hiding place The violence, The strain, The tension builds up Not five minutes pass And suddenly My voice adds to their arguing ones One second I was watching The next one I was standing next to them I yell at him He shouts at me, Pushes me out the room, and into the hallway My tiny body rocks and stumbles from the pressure She yells at him “Leave her alone!” He goes to her in a mad haze Once again One second I was standing out in the hall The next thing I know My palms are holding cold metal And, BANG… Everything else afterwards Is silent and unknown Her sweet voice and warm smile (though I remember it no more) Are gone Now all I have left From that grave day Is longing, and doubts I’m filled with an emptiness, With ghosts that won’t leave me alone Until I know. ~ Claudia Paz
Having your life haunted due to another’s life Why or who must have killed that guy’s wife? Relationship between him and his daughter, So tense you can cut it with a knife. Lily can’t see the light Yet she stands strong and withstands the fight For now Rosaleen seems the only thing going right. Helped by no one Associated to none How does she manage to sight the sun? Her everything stored in a tin Her life overlooked by a tale of sin Has made her future seem so dim. A father so cruel Treating his daughter as a fool Using her, as if a tool. Finding peace would be a struggle First she would have to burst out of her bubble And then she would have to avoid all trouble.
~ Ernesto Brugera
~ Yeimar Soto
She was so happy I can tell by her eyes Later that day I saw Zach and I asked him “what’s new?” And he replied “there is something important I’ve got to tell you” He said, “I’ll be going to the white high school this year” I was speechless as I could not believe what it was that I hear. He said “somebody’s got to” “I knew that, but did it have to be you?” Then later that day when nobody was home T.Ray was at the doorway And he had a fat, evil grin on his face as he walked towards my way His boots clomped after me As I ran and tried to flee Then T.Ray grabbed me and slapped me and forced me to pass through the door Which made me fall on the floor Then he kicked me so hard I felt it on my liver It was so hard it could make anyone shiver Then he left feeling so sad Knowing what he did was very bad But I’ll always remember to forget the things that made me sad, Like T.Ray going insanely mad. But I’ll never forget to remember the things that made me glad, Like finding out I had the most mothers any girl has ever had Life teaches us to take the good with the bad. Life is a mixture of happy and sad. Take the life that you have and give it your best. Think positive, be happy, and let God do the rest. ~ Marvin Fernandez
I felt my heart was a strong as an ox I realized, though, it’s been locked in a box There are some things at least that give it love Zach going to an all white school, which is set from the above And now Rosaleen set to vote This is something I have to put in a note I finally take a break Writing in my notebook trying not to make a mistake A knock came to the door Could it be something I’ve been waiting for? I stand sitting, staring for someone to appear But no one was near I sauntered to the door, opening it with force My stomach fell, there he was, my problematic source Oh, no! Could it be? Is he here? He burst in the house ready to scream I thought this was all a scheme He tried grabbing me, but I did not let him He slapped me in the face and gave a kick straight to my limbs I brought back the memory of my mother Suddenly everything came to down like no other When all my true loved ones came to help My father let out a yelp Remembering his scar He stated on what really occurred Its was all me, and that’s what I finally heard ~ Dyanne Zamora
“Life Is Happy and Sad” “Wow,” is all I can say Towards the events that happened on these past days Rosaleen registered to vote to my surprise The Secret Life of Bees tells a story of a young girl who runs away from home. Her whole life is shaped by a blurred memory of the afternoon her mother was accidentally killed. The story takes place in South Carolina in 1964 and not Rome. Fourteen year-old Lily Owens escapes with "stand-in mother," Rosaleen, to Tiburon, South Carolina unfulfilled. Together they meet August Boatwright and discover the hidden royalty of Black women while rebuilding their lives.
Well, it’s been difficult trying to forgive my mom Bam! On July 13, Lily Owens finds a friend As I’ve been thinking about it too much in a young African boy named Zach. Honey jar after Honey jar She watched unseen from the doorway as he sang, I threw each one thinking . "I found my thrill on Blueberry Hill" and "Viva Las Vegas," like the "The King" Elvis-style. ‘How dare she, how dare she leave me, They introduce themselves and Lily was shocked I was her child!’ over how handsome he was for a Black. “Look at you, you’re bleeding!” She converses with him and flashes him a smile cried Rosaleen that can be seen from a mile. After getting to know each other, Lily thinks, As I looked down, ‘We're going to be friends.' I see bright red blood running down my arm I watched as the honey was poured August sat on the porch swing reading her new book, on Mary’s Face a novel by Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre. Lily walked by and sat next to her That poured down to her shoulders trying to make a cool, casual conversation. and down to her dress "It's about a girl whose mother died when she was little," I touched the Mary’s heart and it felt like August had said with a stare. I could preserve whatever I touched Hearing this had made Lily's stomach frown at her explanation. In the meantime, a fight in the tomato garden Later, August taps on the door and comes in between June and Neil ended up pretty ugly. with a box on her hands First, she pulls out my mother’s mirror Two days later, Zach shows up with a gift, a notebook, for Lily. I didn’t look into the mirror because I knew In her opinion, it was the prettiest green notebook, with reddish-pink rosebuds on the cover, to pursue her writing career. I would see the reflection of my mother She carried the notebook everywhere writing constantly in it really. August pulls out a hairbrush On her notebook she wrote all sorts of stories in here. I cherished this item "Move over, Willifred Marchant," was all Zach said. As I found a long strand of my mother’s hair Few weeks later, one of the three Boatwright sisters died I suddenly felt like from the pressure of the world on her shoulders. my mother was there with me May was her name and she lived a short, painful life. What’s this? Her dead body lay on top of the river with a boulder. Shortly afterwards, August found a note I’m suddenly breathless in which contained May's last wish Gasping for air, for her sister June to become a wife. I hold the picture of my mom and me I close my eyes ~ Jonathan Lam
As I finally knew that somewhere up in heaven, May found my mother And told her to send me a sign I knew that this moment was a sign A sign that I will never forget I was loved
~ Belinda De la Torre
In second period, we read Two Badges, a story about a police officer, Mona Ruiz, who was once a gang member in Los Angeles. The lesson we tried to learn from reading this autobiography was about trust and loyalty. We also learned that life presents situations when we must “be true to thine own self.”
I lost my love. I lost my hope. And I fell in an opaque world. Blinded and cold. I was left alone. To my friends my loyalty I kept along. Inanimate as a rock I became. But deep down I knew I needed to change. Discriminated and threatened I was. But I wasn’t about to give up. I tried hard. And never looked back. Now, I learned I must stay loyal to myself. Before loyal to anyone else. ~ Liset Rodriguez
To myself, I must be true First comes me, then comes you by my side I’ll stay 'cause maybe me you will betray sure, we're close since we were four but now it's time to hit the door my heart screams for you to leave for my head, you will deceive like a neglected fish that needs to die to you, my loyalty will say goodbye being true to yourself is what it's all about you being true to me, that I doubt so I must trust myself first because you are a conniving curse.
~ Maria Roman
To my siblings I must stay loyal. But to prepare them I must be their rival. This poem sounds like a song. Going to the tone of ding-dong, ding-dong Loyalty is like a shore, rising and falling. But you never know based on guessing. Loyalty is the food I eat, sweet and tasteful. But some of the food can lead to my downfall. Your friends can be loyal, to be kind and sweet. But can stab you in the back to deceive or mistreat. Loyalty can hurt you and destroy you. But based on your actions it can improve you. I think loyalty is not that bad, even with the cons. But if you work at it, you can make some songs.
~ Carlos Beltre
To myself I must stay true And to my friends I must too
Why would you lie And let your friends pass you by Be a good friend, On one you can depend It could just be us two Being together is all we can do I must always say yes to my heart In us I take part Never no or maybe Any place where my eyes could see You're the apple of my eye I will never say goodbye ~Roxana Martinez
To myself I must be true, Just like I'll always be here for you. Even in a situation of death or life, I'd sacrifice my very life. I promised I'd always be a true friend, Till the very, very end. Though our relationship can be a rollercoaster, You are the pistol to my holster. My heart screams for you, Every time I'm missing you. You are the only one I have eyes for Everything you do I adore. Don't forget my words so true, I'll always be here for you.
~ Judenys Clavelo
To myself I must be true And to my friends I must say the truth Loving is a must For you I'll have nothing but trust You put a smile on my face You're as gentle as lace I don't want to see you hurt Or make you feel like dirt You're the sun, brighten my world up I don't want this to ever be done I'll always have your back And make up for things you lack I know what I feel is true I don't want this friendship to be through
~ Nelson Molina
As I walk by, I hear people say, “There goes that happy girl.” They watch and wonder why I am that way. “It’s because she’s pretty,” they say. What they don’t know is there are things about myself I find unsightlyThe size of my thighs, the veins on my hands, and my nose that crooks slightly. But that’s all right, what can I do or say? The smile on my face draws attention from those things anyway. “Oh, there goes that happy girl again…she has a marriage that’s strong.” My husband and I have our valleys. Again, they are wrong! We work on it and choose to forgive, though we may be miffed. After all, marriage is a gift. I choose to be happy though things may go wrong. Besides, my smile shows I love him and that my anger doesn’t last long. “Happy girl coming through,” they all whisper as I go by. “Her kids are so healthy…that’s why she’s so spry.” If they only knew what I have been through with my son… It would make anyone cry…and I have…I’ve come undone. The anguish from the doctor’s dismal news, which I didn’t want to hear, Never lasted long because my son was healed by my smile, not my tears. “Ugh, she’s happy because nothing terrible has happened to her… Life is good; she doesn’t know what it means to suffer.” If they only knew that even this happy girl has had her share of cancer scares. What about the scarred up stomach, the strained heart and the knee that was repaired? Even still, I take my lumps and smile, though it’s greatly pained me. After all, I am alive and kicking; life’s no guarantee!
People say, “That happy girl - she must be faking it - surely no one can be that content.” Well, I am…because every moment, good or bad, is heaven sent. My “happy-girl” attitude is a choice because even when life sucks, life is STILL great. I choose to weather the storm because I know a glorious rainbow awaits. And as this happy girl stops to talk to you or just glances at you while she’s smiling, It is not because she is trying to fool you or wants to hide anything. It’s because she has a life-promise to which she’s eternally bound – To make people a little happier than when they were first found.
~ Christine Rodriguez
These poems are about Mother Earth and her habitants. In second period, we read four poems, “Fire and Ice,” “Hard Questions,” “Mi Madre” and “There Will Come Soft Rains,” all pertaining to our planet and its people. We had some great discussion about the dangers the Earth is facing, especially at the hands of humans. It was those conversations that inspired these poems.
Life is a climb but the view is great don't waste its time or it'll be too late take time to listen as the Earth cries one day the stars will glisten and a new beginning will rise
~ Tiffany Gutierrez
The Whole Earth The whole earth is talking. Nature is claiming its right. It whispers as you are walking. And capture’s your eye at night. Can you hear what she is saying? She is crying out for you. Little by little she is dying. What will you do? ~ Carlos Beltre 50 Years
Fallen Tree In this summer’s end, A broken tree I see. Seems like a repeating trend. To spot this is key. ‘Cause I can help this ally, Who’s hurt and fallen. He sits and hides a cry. Says, “Stop, mother is calling.” ~Jonathan Lopez
50 years have changed this nation, 50 years of what? ~ Marianela Rodriguez The 50 years of life and determination
Or 50 years of coming undone. First were the glory days Of peace to one another, Then along came a bloody war That almost killed your brother. Next came the period of life and dancing in the street,
Some people were for it,
Some were afraid of the heat.
And changes the way,
we see daily life
Yet everything still stays. Near the end of a millennium
And Internet spreads, What
Opening new gates for everyone Who
And yet the feelings of peace and love are dead. The
Now the 50 years are up for
And change comes on hard, We’ve
By taking first our jobs We’ve
Then our yards. Remember
Times, they are a changing We
And so does our own sprit and
Till one day comes a voice
And everyone finally hears it. ~ Kaitlynn Gutierrez
~ Yiovani Torrens
Earth is beautiful But were making it pitiful The flowers are dying The birds stop flying We are devouring the earth And making it lose what it's worth Say goodbye to our globe It will no longer be our home.
These poems address the topics of life and love. They are a mix of poems created for your Portfolios of Poetry. The portfolio had you find and/or create sixteen types of poems, as well as the sixteen literary techniques we studied this year. What you put together was absolutely awe-inspiring!
The feeling in my legs Yelling at me, forcing me to walk One step out the door leads to another My eyes whispering Telling me, describing images I smile An endless Path No turns, no intersections A Path Deeper my legs take me Deeper into the fog My eyes become scared Unable to describe anything; they close Last words, Fog My legs, continue to walk Blend with the only friend I've made Throughout my journey I walk Suddenly my legs stop My stomach tightness up My eyes open The dark shadow path becomes brighter A bright blue path No longer am I walking, but falling clouds stretch out their arms Only to push me down The floor rises as I fall I touch the ground Silence I open my eyes Only to continue to walk ~ William Valido
The Fulfilled Heart Love Is such A great feeling some people might think they Are in love, but later find out it was just a terrible mistake A waste of time people might say, but I truly know what Love is, its what you feel when your close to that Special person, the person you think you Could spend your whole life with Anytime I’m with her I feel his way, I could now Say that I am in LOVE ~ Eddy Ortega
Joyful day and night Energized to help the world Never stops caring Never stops giving In me, there’s a good soul Full of spirit and kindness Earth is my mother Rare to find; it’s Freyja’s tear ~Jennifer Mejia
The Definition of love Different and hard to find Has many interpretations Good to some and bad to others Many say it’s a feeling
Others say it’s mental Will we ever know? Love is understanding It’s compassion and trust It can overcome any obstacle Love can heal wounds Cannot contain hate or resentment It is pure, simple, honest and sincere Love is beauty, passion, desire The euphoric state of a human being That unexplainable fizz The best feeling one can experience
~ Mabit Gonzalez
My family is a lot like a house. My father is a roof, giving us shelter And protection from everything, Whether on a sunny day or a stormy night. My mother is the walls of the house, Keeping us stable. Always keeping everything in control. My sister is the refrigerator, Eating all the food inside. And I’m the structure, Holding the house together. -Daly Ramirez
Memories in our Lives Life moves way too fast for their eyes to see. Their children begin to get old and age So that they can be strong and free. Parents are never ready for this change That their children will have to arrange. It is all so sudden don’t you agree? That life's a memory for you and me. Memories that their children leave behind Leave them alone, scarred, and sad Because they are sometimes hard to unwind. When they think about the time gone by They think that soon they'll have to say goodbye. Let’s think on a positive note, They lived their life happy on clouds afloat. ~Jessica Perez
MUSIC IS ME As this music continues to play, I am lost in what’s still true today, the loss of a life built to play, the thoughts that continue to stay, I'd stop with this thinking, but I cant get away from this life that I’m living, so my mind's set to pray about things I'm missing, so I try to let the days roll as I’m wishing, let me see the better change that'll help if I’d choose it, help with the fitting of this life made of music, that’s what’s instilling the restraint to just lose it, the melody is filling me with strength to refuse this, change that is killing me, see falling in love with music is not a sin because I need music, like a lung needs oxygen ‐Michael Lezcano
Artistic and ready to work. Never will I submit to defeat. The possibilities are endless. How can I act less senseless? Only studying on my mind. Not only just playing on the side. Yet how can I come up with a better poem? ~ Anthony Avila
Amazing girl Ready for new adventures Always on task Caring and sweet Enjoys playing soccer, "GOOOL"! Little in size but huge in heart Impressive imagination
~ Araceli Quinteros
The rhythm of the wave brings music to my ear, As I breathe in all the salty sea air, I forget all my fear. Looking at the tie-dye colors of the scenery, Making me forget about all my misery Looking up at the radiant sky, I come to realize my life has become divine. Despise my rough past, The movement of the ocean has helped me surpass. The ocean is who has held all my tears, Washes them by the shore and makes them disappear. As I walk on the soft smooth sand, I leave my footprints behind, and let the waves wash them by. ~ Ibis Iser
Have you noticed my lipstick's shade of red? The pack said it was guaranteed to make a man stay Countless hours in front of the mirror, makeup on my face, its expression so dead I try so hard; I just don't want you to stray Man, what a wreck I'm going to be on that day You tell me I'm pretty and there's no way you'll leave Don't you understand how hard that is for me to believe? I don't love you, I don't care, but I'm not willing to share You're annoying, please shut up, or I'll throw my cat at you Don't take it personally, you know I live for your stare Do you care? Of course you don't Will I keep trying? There's a small chance I won't You may disagree and say that I'm wrong, But we both know that I'm the one stringing you along ~ Carel Lajara
A Lovely Dream A silent stare out the window Only rain pouring down It was the only thing to bring this girl down Watching drop by drop She begins to daze In a dream of summer’s day Full of wondrous love A boy was now walking towards her Handsome as can be With bright eyes to fill up the sky If the moon ceased to exist As the boy leaned to kiss her tender lips A wild thunder broke her out of her lovely dream
~ Elizabeth Bello
Artwork by Aileen Meneses
Here I am in this 16-sided room spending countless hours wandering off in my own small computer sitting and wasting time while the world walks away with the moments I waste. Then I wonder and ask myself is this life worth living or should I go out and change. It’s nothing if I simply want to do something, but its worth everything if I have Motivation to fulfill my desires and aim to the achievements I would like in life. This is now, this very moment nothing mystical but just this simple moment I spend it on this poem to express my mind, blocking out everything due to the reaction of my past, for I am failing a class and I need this grade for what I hope will get me to pass. ~ Ricardo Montalvan
Lost in the Woods Finally I thought I was going home. But sadly, I was atoned. To think one man can mourn, About the dry, mouth-watering corn. As I begin to set trail. I felt something on my tail. This hopping fluff jumped like a pogo. He knew the way, should I stay or should I go?
~ Jonathan Lopez
Empty Walking alone, I'm looking for the security of her hand. Stretching out my arm I grasp nothing but the empty air. Talking to myself I start to remember. The memories of her gleaming smile, the remembrance of her innocent eyes breaks down the beast within me. I put the dark nightmare behind trying my best to forget. I become weak. The ghost returns and haunts my dreams. I stare at the moon and wonder she maybe staring too. Walking into the quiet night I hear her voice calling for me. I fall to my knees and I start to weep for her love. The man I thought I was turns into a boy. Wishing I could rewind time I sit there, waiting for her return. Days go by and quietness becomes a part of my life. Hoping for her to come back, my hopes begin to fade. The absence of her love leaves wounds not even stitches can fix. My heart bleeds out her name. Days pass and my love turns into hate. A wild tiger takes over my soul. Thoughts of her with another man destroys me inside. I start to see the light of death. Thinking of going back, but it would be useless. I walk forward knowing there's nothing to live for. Life becomes dark and mysterious creeping inside of me. As her face gets farther away, so does life. Isaac Quinonez
Kind Adamant Thirst for my first and only liaison Heartfelt with the ones I come across Earnest Reserved at life’s first experiences Inamorato for that someone Nimble ~ Katherine Quintana
Thank you mom, You've been with me through the good and the bad. I can always count on you and you can always count on me, too. You always had my back even when people would attack. You always wanted good in my life so thank you for this wonderful life. I know I've been a pain in the butt but you know what? I love you with all my heart and I know you had a rough start, you had a lot of trouble with me but you never, ever left me. Thank you for everything And, to make you proud, I'll do anything. ~ PAUL MEYNARD
My Life I live in a world full of lies, Where the truth is impossible to find, Where I'm not allowed to cry, In case I want to survive. Where I'm forced to wear a smile, Even though it's not my style, Just to hide my fake denial, Of giving up and stepping out. I live in this nonsense world, Where people are cruelly crushed, By their very own blind thoughts, Without compassion or remorse. Where the mother of the light, Dies before the birth of night, Where the hope of an empty life, Disappears without replies. ~ Mayara Valle
The start of that summer was like the ephemeral twinkle of a star And as long as eternity Gazing from afar Shooting stars that rain straight down Falling gently over the town Closed my eyes for a moment in time Your gentle smile is just mine Ashes and embers of passing time A peaceful, sweet humming sound So lovely and sublime Felt the breeze touch my face Whispering wind in that pale indigo haze In the heart of hearts I see This was always meant to be Azharea Marquez
The day you spread your wings I never really knew you I never really cried But I was certain You had spread your wings to fly You disappeared into the heavens Like a bird in the sky Here I Stand Frozen in time Awaiting the forgotten future Of memories past Maybe you didn’t know Maybe you didn’t care Maybe you didn’t listen When I sang you a prayer It only took seconds, this I knew For you to disappear away In your eternal sleep You didn’t know how important you were For those around you The sheer happiness you brought To everyone’s life It wasn’t fair You know The same question, ran through my mind Why, Just Why? God knew, what he had was doing You were meant, to know the feeling Of cutting through the wind The painful days that have gone by Without you here in my life If I could reverse time I’ll bring you back to us
Everyone has best friends during their life period; It could be elementary, middle, or high school. That’s not the point, though; The point is that they end up screwing you up because they can’t keep a real friendship close by. But because they screw you up, it doesn’t mean anything. You might have some close friends whom you might want to push away because you have already gotten hurt. But why would you want to push them away? That friend has been there for you for every little thing you could imagine. She has heard your problems with every detail in it, and all she tries to do is put a smile on your face when she knows you feel all blue. This is the secret to friendship: being there no matter what and not ditching when she needs you. ~ Naomi Rivas
Even though your flight has taken you to distant places Your memories will be in our hearts and souls Of your love divine, of what we hold That place I can’t reach is still there in the distance I will always look straight ahead ~ Azharea Marquez
in a big but small world with millions and trillions of people, love is always forbidden and love is when young girls wept and it was a secret to be kept. where love is as dirty as the devils work, when its truly a desire within the eye that quickly spreads to the heart. a heart with passion is what can determine whether a smile or frown goes on your face in a far, faraway place. where growing up is not just race. when your secrets are kept in your heart, and you feel like your in the dark. you find out your lover cant see the light and he has a desire to bite. when your scared, but your love is powerful to care. you choose to see through his eyes when you realize you cant lie. because our love is too powerful for anyone to try. to come in between us until the end of time. at the end of the day he is here to stay and together we will lay until the end of time. ~ Issis Stives
DREAM OF THE WHITE DOVE ‘Tis the white dove that impales My dreams, that haunts my thought, O, Juliet, how my heart burns for thee That my eyes are not worthy of seeing thy beauty Whose beauty is greater than Aphrodite Who skin is softer than the finest silk robes Whom I love with great intensity A beauty that surpasses than that of the most beautiful groves Whom I give my heart and love to The figure that taints My thoughts and brings madness into my mind In the form of pure dove in whose presence I fell faint Who deceives me by appearing frail and kind That binds my mind And fills me with strain Beauty so frail and kind That haunts my thoughts In the form of a pure white dove in my mind That has caught my attention as a fish who’s been caught Who flies in to the dark horizon Whose beauty I cannot behold Whom I would give gold in the dozens Whose beauty is in stories to be told Who lies in the darkness turning cold ~ Johny Centeno
I try never to regret anything Remembering my greatest memories My best way of looking at things As well as learning from my mistakes to achieve better Hope to always be me, never be anyone else Expect the best out come of things Remembering to keep my head up high Never trusting others but trusting my self As well as having faith Never lowering to anybody’s level Don’t think you can defeat me Expect me to not give up Zero tolerance for liars ~ Irma Hernandez
I watched you go like the rays of sunlight on a rainy April day Your head hung down almost touching your feet You must have taken a good look at the ground As my eyes squinted to find a better view,
you disappeared in the distance I struggled to find you like I had other times, but you were gone My body ached, but not physically, I hurt for a missing object Not a phone, not a bag, not a book I was missing my life, but you still left something A torn heart, a cold body, and a poor view were left in the corner of that street No, I wasn’t dead, nor was I near it I was just there, waiting for a miracle to bring you back or take me there with you As the wind brushed my cheeks and made ocean waves with my hair, I turned, turned to find emptiness, an empty street, an empty heart and my bare arms I thought, I held you once, but now you’re gone… I watched you go. ~ Yoanet Garcia
My lover’s eyes are of the deepest blue Filled with sad tales of true love once denied. All shaded and shadowed with diff’rent hues Of desire once free that’s now confined. His heart locked, no longer penetrable Unable to free himself of past thoughts Turns ‘way from feelings so discernible And denies me access for love’s past faults. To gaze into his eyes and not see pain But to see an image of a white dove To grant me hope that passion will sustain And give flight to our clipped wings of love For if he fails to requite feelings true, Then ‘tis I who’ll stare through eyes of blue. ~ Christine Rodriguez
Demons of Heaven Sensual seductresses of the deadly seas, the Sirens ruled in calamity. They lived on an island covered with bones and blood, reeking of gruesome decay. Despite this, their deceitful beauty and harmonious voices lured sailors to happily embrace death. Gifted with angelic wings, these beauties were undoubtedly Demons of Heaven. These witches did not know, however, that they were soon to greet their own death. Upon an eerie night, the adventurous Odysseus Art by Ricardo Montalvan and his crew of mariners sailed near the island. Henceforth warned by the witch Circe, these men did not dare to even budge. I am a friend and musician I wonder if the universe ever ends Their ears mounted with beeswax, I hear melodies in the mind they rowed away from the enchantresses of death. I see notes twisting and turning I am a friend and musician Cackling at this sweet tragedy, the Muses came to taunt the Sirens. Pretend to be smarter than everyone Then, they violently tore the Sirens’ wings to shreds I feel the bar higher is life goes on I create my mind and used the bloody feathers to make a crown; I worry that people won’t know the truth a sign of the Sirens’ anticipated death. I cry when I see my friends lost in the world I’m a friend and musician Crushed with humiliation and choked with utter agony, the sirens plunged into the sea and perished; I understand life is hard their lonesome souls were captured by Hades I say Christ is lord I dream of finding true love And dragged to their horrible resting place I try to preach to others where they are doomed to dwell forevermore. I hope to become a powerful apostle
~ Yannel Celestrin
I’m a friend and musician I am a friend and musician I wonder if the universe ever ends I hear melodies in the mind I see notes twisting and turning I am a friend and musician ~ Johny Centeno
My freshman class read, “The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet.” As a response to your reading, you
had to create a poem that summarized the plot. In your poems, you had to use
eight of the sixteen literary tools learned in class.
A poem, by any other word, would sound as sweet!
Oh, woe is me I lay in the sky, Thinking how could he As I slowly start to cry. I felt lust, I felt desire Though my heart was on fire, I fear I had second thoughts Of something I never sought. We met at a costume ball That was meant for Capulets and all Except for friends of the Montague clan Which for some reason my father banned. To the extent of fate Which now I will always hate, The moments our eyes crossed one another When I was to meet with some other. Minutes later, we are pulled apart
Wondering if kissing him was all that smart. Three hours have passed and now I am to be wed To a boy I just met with a sweet sorrow feeling that is left unsaid. Now Montagues and Capulets are united as one. Now that we are wed and all is said and done. Things don’t go as planned, And Tybalt is a bull because I took Romeo’s hand. His tempter gets the best of him And so the lights in the Capulet’s house dim. My husband is shunned and far away When the Friar concocts a plan that saves the day. But at last the plan is ruined Because Balthasar wasn’t clued in. Romeo comes to me after buying a concoction That I didn’t know was a toxin. I was shocked to find Paris beside me Because if I were in a tomb, I would let me be. Romeo said his last dying words And thought about what just occurred. I woke up a second too late And hurried to save my eternal mate. After he fell cold on my lap I gripped for his dragger and fell into a deep nap.
Now our families cry and weep, Except for Lady Montague, who died of grief. Now I lay in this never-ending dream Guilty for all the pain I have caused because of the love spell placed on me.
~ Kaitlynn Gutierrez
It all began with love at first sight! No one ever thought that it could all happened with just a simple invite Little did they know they had a family feud But it all had begun so everyone was screwed One was a Montague and the other was a Capulet Neither of them knew until they had already met Romeo described Juliet’s eyes as the twinkling stars in the sky And she said he was the moon in the sky so high It all began with a kiss that led to another Till their kind, caring kisses make them go undercover They never knew that such strong likings could get them in trouble, As with each second, their love for the other doubled. They got married, but things are brewing. Tybalt’s anger towards Romeo is greatly stewing. He kills Mercutio, Romeo’s dear friend. Now Romeo fights back and Tybalt’s life ends. Bam! Romeo then gets banished, leaving his true love mourning and shedding deep tears Juliet becomes the living dead as she’s always feared Juliet obtains a magical potion to make her seem dead It only makes her seem that way, as she lies in her rose bed The story of Romeo and Juliet ends in tragedy As there is no remedy Romeo thinks he love has died And chooses to kill himself at her side. She awakens to find him cold Then stabs herself in the chest, how bold! How it all began led to the death of both Since there was no time for relationship growth To every beginning, there’s an end Which is why the message of this tale lives on and transcends! ~ Regina Fleming
In fair Verona, is where I once lived, At an earlier day, My cousins tried to start a fray, And I tried to revive. Rosaline’s chastity was well kept I suffered much because She lived uncharmed, Even with that, my love for her did grow. Then I was invited to a party at the Capulets, Thither I would to go, Then I met fair Juliet, And so I said hello. Now I had found love here, I didn’t want to leave, I had to stay near, Until, her love, I did achieve.
So we met, we wooed, and promised to exchange vows and I told the friar, I begged, I prayed,
That fair Juliet, not Rosaline, was my true love now, And asked him to marry us that day. But in life, everything is not as it seems, Tybalt, the Prince of Cats, wanted to kill me. Instead he killed Mercutio; he took it to extremes, and I also did with he. Now I have been banished, And have left dear Juliet, I have gone to Mantua to vanish, And my love chose to stay at the house of Capulet. Then as I came quickly back, I saw my dear love dead, I couldn’t hold it and, on myself, I turned my attack, And now my death, as in my dream, lies ahead. ~ Geisa Garcia
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