"The arts are one of mankind's most visual and essential forms of language, and if we do not educate our children in the symbol system called the arts, we will lose not only our culture and civility but our humanity as well."

--Ernest Boyer, Carnegie Foundation

"Imagination is more important than knowledge"--Albert Einstein
Poetry  
Hands


The Path of Life
                                               by Marissa

As I'm walking down the path of life,
I struggle to choose between wrong and right.
I started out walking straight and tall
Assuming that I would never fall.
But somehow I ended up the other way.
Now I'm lost, I'm far from home;
I've been nowhere and have no place to go.
All the things I've ever done
Have been covered by bad and now there's none
I feel so ashamed of myself to this day.
Why didn't you tell me I was gong astray?
As I trace mys steps, I see no faith.
Somewhere in this lonely world,
I lost control but didn't seem to care.
So now I'm left here in despair.
Someone please help me, show me a way.
The place where I am, I cannot stay.
If I decide to take the tempting route,
If I walk far enough, I'll lose my way out.
If I walk the path that's good and right,
I'll have self-control and won't put up a fight.
When I start to stumble, I may drop to crawl,
But the control is no mine, I refuse to fall.

Puddles by Michael

I tripped and fell in a puddle today
my clothes were drenched and darkened
with the murky sludge in which lifeforms prey
upon each other, begging "Hearken!"

When I arrived at my warm clean home
I slipped from my clinging clothes
freed from the pitiful beasts that roam
with blood and dirt between clawed toes.

That night I drifted off to sleep
as the room grew still and hotter
but I knew that tomorrow I would have to leap
from my door, into that dark water.

Dreams, Wishes, and Tears
by Cynthia

If dreams were given to a lonely girl,
And a lonely girl's dreams came true,
I'd force myself to sleep all the time,
Just so I can dream of you.
If wishes were given to a lonely girl,
And I was given just two,
I'd wish for you to always love me,
And the other I'd give to you.
If my tears can write a love song,
I'd write a love song for you,
It would explain just now I feel inside,
And how much I love you too.
But dreams are only dreams,
And wishes seldom come true,
My tears can't write a love song,
But when they fall hey fall for you.



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