Pink Lemonade by Carolyn Merriam

Pink Lemonade

School is over summer is here to stay

A beautiful day the weather has changed

No stress relaxing by the pool all day

The amount of activities are ranged

By my side a glass of pink lemonade

Ice cubes floating in the refreshing drink

It tastes so fresh because it’s homemade

Made with a perfect amount of pink

Mixed with the perfect amount of sweetness

Lemons picked and then squeezed dry to the core

Put together in the perfect sequence

An invigorating taste to yearn for

Its the little things that made a good time

Pink lemonade makes the summer divine

Resilience

by Gabriela Carrasquillo 

I saw for my first time a real fighter

She has lived only six years at the most,

But no words could describe the strength of her.

Death was awaiting her like an evil host

Yet she showed no fear for what was to come.

She smiled and colored with such delight

The immense scar on her head made me numb;

That scar traced her skull like a nasty bite,

I looked closer and saw more puncture wounds

around her eyes; the absence of hair

Her little body and her little shoes

So innocent yet so much to bare

I look at this little innocent girl;

Such pain and sickness in this precious pearl.

Clancy Clark

Me, You and the Wind

The wind chimes swaying to the sound of the wind

Beautiful noises soothing my tiny ears

Calms me down as my thoughts become pinned

Start to think about the beach and it’s piers

Stuck in the middle of our story blues

And wishing I had you to comfort me

Good thing our love story is on the news

Everybody talks how you have the key

Locking up my heart, you’re being selfish

Sitting here listening to the chimes again

Reminds me of our perfect dating wish

Me wanting you as my own to gain

I miss the way things used to be with us

Just me, you, and the chimes was not a fuss

Soban Peng

Sonnet

What is it like to be in Soban's shoes

Two younger brothers who play XBOX games

Although we share rooms, the question is whose

My mother who keeps on mixing our names

Two older sisters one is in college

In the summer I had a job that paid

One more younger sibling to acknowledge

The younger sister when is in fifth grade

I always fix something when I am told

All year on Saturday I work

Fixing cars no matter how hot or cold

Not always smiling but not a jerk

My family is the Peng Dynasty

People always ask why they hired me

Defiance By Elena Jacob

A beautiful girl, but trapped in herself

She’s self conscious about everything.

A couple of friends, but none that could help.

Like a baby bird, with a broken wing.

Only feels in control when she skips a meal

She works out constantly to stay in shape

She can’t reach out. Who would know how she feels?

She knows it’s wrong but she can’t escape

Her hands go numb, and her body is weak

She knows she should but she can’t take a bite.

Her blood is cold, no color in her cheek

Her mind is torn but she knows she must fight.

Reaching out, she forces herself to eat.

Strong once again, she rises to her feet.

The corrupted heart of the Silver Golem by Brian Zschau

From the heart of the Golem of Silver

With five rising and setting suns above

With the open oceans of quicksilver

Controlled by the Memnarch’s firm iron glove

Protected with myr as its guardian

The Phyrexians soon attacked the plane

Mirrodin needed a strong champion

Mirrodin didn’t have Phyrexian’s bane

The plane corrupted by the invaders

Corrupting every color, even green

Karn’s world brought to its knees by the raiders

The Phyrexians did what was obscene

Starting as Argentum then Mirrodin

Then corrupted by the Phyrexian

Fred Pappas Spring Has Come

Fred Pappas

Spring Has Come

The wind has lulled into a peaceful state.

The flowers begin to all bloom and grow.

The creatures all enjoy the food they ate.

A day this nice, I do not see or know.

The sun does help to melt the snow away.

The grass and plants now show and gleam with green.

I am thankful to be given this day.

The sky has clouds that are perfectly seen.

The air has a crisp feel that I do love.

The smell of freshness I cherish so much.

The sun gets dimmed as it sets up above.

Laying on the grass, feeling the soft touch.

A day perfect as such, has struck me here.

Not to see a day like this one I fear.