Category: 05th

 

Up in the clouds,
Yelling loud,
“Flying over the mountain!”
The dragons by my side,
I spied,
A fairy castle in the in the sky,
A wervyn said “Hi”,
When I was flying over the mountain!
I plunged down,
And saw a little town,
Under the mountain!
Dwarves pound on an anvil,
What will they unveil,
A sword of gold for me,
Foam welcomes me to the sea,
Drowning slowly in black,
I see lilac,
It was all a dream
The land under the mountain!

 

Stars shimmer above my head.
Mother sends me off to bed.
I close my eyes,
Dream of starry skies.
Beautiful flowers,
Away fly the hours.
I’m running fast.
Free at last.

Kiker

5

 

Darkness
Pooling around my feet.
Filling the empty space.
I can see nothing,
Hear nothing.
Silences.
Unbroken forever more.
No sound,
No sound at all.
Fear.
Clutching me in its cold grasp.
Nothing.
Nothing at all.

 

Cold and gripping.
They restrained me,
They held me back.
They dug into my wrists,
They pained my ankles.
They kept me locked away.
Chains.
Horrible, awful chains.
They guard me day and night.
Strong and sturdy,
Cold and gripping.

 

An old leather cover,
Yellow pages.
Crinkles & wrinkles,
Every time I turn the page.
Words jump out.
Pictures pop
I see it.
Playing over in my mind.
I turn the last page.
The cover.
The end.

 

Light is the path to freedom
You see so much more than the sky
Freedom is more important than money

 

My hair is on my head
It sometimes gets messed up in bed
I can put my hair in a bun
It helps not get in my way when I run
My bangs are long
It makes me see some things wrong
I have to comb my hair sometimes
It tends to bounce when I rhyme
I get called a girl a lot
Even though I am not
Sometimes it holds my sweat
But sometimes it makes me wet

 

Red.
The color of apples & ladybugs.
Orange.
The color of sunset & a crackling fire.
Yellow.
The color of the sun & stars.
Green.
The color of the grass & leaves.
Blue.
The color of our big wide sky.
Purple.
The color of grapes & pretty flowers.
A rainbow in the sky.

 

Glittering like a diamond.
Waves crash gently against the shore.
Seashells line the warm sand.
Fish dart around under the surface.
The brings a glowing light
Nature’s finest recipe.

 

Its deep.
Its dark.
Its big.

Hidden. Long. Sad.
A secret forever kept.