Light and Shadow 4.5/5 (2)

Light defends against shadow

But it creates shadows as well

Light keeps the shadows at bay

But it also conceals them

Light gives you hope

But shadows inspire you

Light warms you

But shadows ensure

That you are never alone

Light wards away monsters

But shadows make them disappear


Ann Richards School for Young Woman Leaders

6

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The Best Thanksgiving 3.33/5 (3)

As we rushed out the door this late Thanksgiving night
To eat a big feast that is hot and nice
We just said our ‘thanks’ and I decided to ask,
“Can we please have a bite to feast on?”
My parents said yes
So I ate and ate
And I would have to say
it was The Best Thanksgiving ever.


Baranoff Elementary

3

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Mountaintop 3.5/5 (4)

Up
High above
There is a place which many dream
And few know
It is graceful and elegant
Like the stars
From there you can touch
The gentle mist that surrounds
But doesn’t cloud
It frees and flows
Like a river
Down
A mountaintop


Bailey Middle School

7th

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Space 5/5 (1)

A mysterious place to be
Filled with wonders not to be uncovered
Its possibilities are limitless
Infinite

A magical place to hold your dreams
It never screams, never whispers any of your secrets
It keeps them safe and takes them to another place

No matter your age,
It lets your spirit run free
You are peace
You are love
Nothing can break you


Baldwin

4th

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Light and Shadow 0/5 (1)

Light defends against shadow
But it creates shadows as well

Light keeps the shadows at bay
But it also conceals them

Light gives you hope
But shadows inspire you

Light warms you
But shadows ensure
That you are never alone

Light wards away monsters
But shadows make them disappear

Shadows may scare you
But light can show you far worse truths


Ann Richards School for Young Women Leaders

6th

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Photograph 2.5/5 (2)

Clear waters and
white sands,
under a blanket of clouds.
Laughter that makes music,
drifting higher,
and higher,
up into the warm breeze.
Smiles on all our faces,
my eyes squinted as if to say,
HELP,
as my brother tries to escape
my grip.
It is the moments like this,
the memories,
that we keep in a photograph.
Each one has a story,
a memory
and each memory
holds emotions.
So many beautiful things
we keep in a photograph.
So many amazing things we keep
in our memories.
Clear waters and
white sands,
under a blanket of clouds.


Ann Richard School for Young Women Leaders

7th

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Lead Scene 0/5 (1)

The scene comes to life
From lead.
People watch as they see a snowflake falling down,
A snowman being built.
The joy on kids’ faces shining brighter that the snow beneath.
All this from only a pencil
Gliding effortlessly on a piece of paper.


Gorzycki

7

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The Best Place on Earth 5/5 (9)

The place on earth
Is somewhere close by.
Now, you may sit and wonder
“Where is this place, Sky?”

It’s a good thing you asked.
Let me tell you all I know.
It’s the best place on earth.
It’s my favorite place to go.

What’s that sound I hear?
It’s the donkeys out there
Going hee haw hee haw
Jumping around like they don’t care.

I see milk and Oreos.
No, that’s just the cow.
Their names are Ana and Kristoff.
Isn’t that cool?! Wow!

Baa Baa white sheep
They’re so fluffy and cute.
I love them a lot
In their black and white suit.

Holy piggy!
That’s Charlotte the pig.
She eat everything in the world
That’s why she’s so big.

Sparkle the horse
Is so pretty and sweet.
She has a baby in her tummy
And she stomps her mini feet.

One, two, six
Wait there are eight and now ten
I keep counting Corgis
All the way to the end.

Birds, cats, and guinea pigs
There are so many animals to see.
This magical place is my Mema’s.
It’s the best place to be.


baldwin elementary

3

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Mauve Azaleas 0/5 (1)

I watch this place,
as if I were watching Monet
in real time.
Mauve azaleas
flutter as the breeze swept
pollen from their pistils.
Bumble bees decorated
themselves with flaxen dust,
humming.
Take what they want,
disregarding
innocent blossoms.
Indulging until
once petite bodies,
become ponderous.
Stamen:
anther and filament,
violated.
Awkward and cumbersome,
their stripes disappear
into yellow daisies.
The way the pollen
moved the gentle wind-
released the dread
of thunder and lightning.


James Bowie High School

12

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This is What The Moon Thinks About 0/5 (1)

I wish I could recite to you,
all that I know of Earth.
Although, I have kept a respectable distance
from her, for billions of years,
I have learned everything
there is to know.
I envy her-
everchanging green, blue, gold.
Rolling cascades of milky
vapor glide across an invisible
orb— her halo.
I am only a descendent,
of her being,
the leftovers.
This is the reason
I was left,
half encased
in an unbearable
blackness.
Insufficiently caressed,
gilded arms pay no matter to
the darkest of me.
My only will:
her ocean.


James Bowie High School

12

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