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BALLET TEACHER
Ballet Teacher Old as grace gray hair and the kind wrinkles of a grandmother cannot stop her from gliding across the floor like a leaf floating downstream -Julia |
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SCHOOLGIRLS
we are all the flabby leaves on the green jade tree we wander the halls- all of us- whether we're latingirls or blackgirls or whitegirls or whores or anything else we concieve of ourselves we are unflappable in their torpid wind we shame them, we dance our toes fade to points of silver and we are the women -Ida November, 1999 |
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NIGHT
I sit and wait, With birth around, as the rain pounds the ground, And an angels wings crinkle softly overhead. This is where I lost my youth; The child within me stripped of her glory and you cried for the monster under your bed. Silver & gold leak on to my mind, as sleep climbs down the stairs and wimpers to the unwilling participant. This is where beauty cried, and no one listened as the stars weeped my name; to save me from you, to save me from this, to save me from all that I lost in your touch, To save me as fear claimed far far too much. We don't underanalyze but we breathe in stale smoke of the days we lost from the dirt of another love. Paranoia baffled the winter nymph of your soul as I shot you from heaven, and slept on the couch. You cry for me now but in silence you sob. I feel nothing and you fly by me as I mourn for the death of your forgotten wings. I'm crying over.... board I'm crying..... overboard. -Lindsay, 15 November, 1999 |
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BEST FRIENDS
Our friendship's novelty has worn away Now I'm bored and alone. Who knew that by growing up, we would grow apart? You hate me, you love me, can't you just make up your mind? "Best Friends" doesn't necessarily mean forever. by Sarah, age 14 |
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SWEET GIRL PRETTY GIRL Sweet little perfect girl never do us wrong Don't ever speak your mind don't ever sing your own song For who knows what will come if she defies our thoughts Our plans will be disrupted and our hopes will be forever lost Can't be disrupted She can't be corrupted Honey drop gumball candybar sweet girl Sweet as praline ice cream Sweet girl pretty girl No one hears her scream Hide hide Sweet little pretty girl Hide in the bathroom Don't let anyone know you're scared Swallow inside yourself And be prepared Sweet girl pretty girl pick up a pen Find yourself love yourself shed your skin Searing pain as light comes through and Breaks away the dark Writing her life down Starting flames with a spark Is this the end of sweet girl pretty girl Now that she's "rotten" to the core She doesn't think like the rest of us She's been poisoned by individuality.... Sweet girl pretty girl is hiding in the trash can As each powm brings her closer to finding herself Defying tradition on a personal mission She has to break away from all the pain And aggravation and the only way to get it out is Write and Write and Write and Write herself into the ink on the paper that spreads Through her veins Sweet girl pretty girl fades Sweet girl pretty girl has been taken away She's replaced by a spunky girl who doesn't want to play She's new and fresh and full of life She's leading a brand new life Sweet girl pretty girl where have you been Hiding under the girl's desk in a trash bin Sweet girl pretty girl will never come back The girl has turned away And she'll never Ever Ever Look back -Diana, 11 January 2000 |
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THE SWIM he is a shade of red flame burning in a mass of grey sea where I struggle to swim without drowning he is my life preserve thrown from the emerald shores where I long to reside I can not reach him because I am drowning in this massive grey sea of conformity he is my shade of red flame burning a life preserve I can not reach as I struggle to swim in this grey massive sea -Adrienne |
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ANGEL AND DEVIL i had an angel in my bedroom once she was handcuffed to the bed blood stained her pritty white gown she said, come here boy i'll take you down come here boy, I will take you i had a devil in my closet once he was trying on my wings he was trying on my body too and fucking my boyfriend among other things she got lost under the waves that pushed him to the edge he coveted her violence and stole the innocents the angel tied the devil up and the devil took her down he made the waves more violent and she struggled not to drown. -Courtney, 15 |
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DREDD time slips spins, twists and weaves through and around lost, in a technicolour blur of highs n lows hi's and byes never with out never with way too much but never enough mixed emotions swallow us whole may i have some more? -Morgan |
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ALIEN LIPS masked by tongue i stood today my alien lips had too much to say my voice dictated the fragile inside and behind this mouth i hid and hide my tongue is like a sponge it absorbs all it wants and with the tightening of fist it comes out all at once i stitched my lips together with my abusive thread i am in no position to advocate the confusion in my head my inner sun burns in eclipse inferior to these alien lips -Elizabeth |
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THE SWIM he is a shade of red flame burning in a mass of gray sea where I struggle to swim without drowning he is my life preserve thrown from the emerald shores where I long to reside I can not reach him because I am drowning in this massive gray sea of conformity he is my shade of red flame burning a life preserve I can not reach as I struggle to swim in this gray massive sea -Adrienne |
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