Intangible Past

Simply Life"

Life goes fast,

too fast for some.

One day here,

the next...

Gone.

While the days fly by

full of promise,

yet...Broken...

past dreams long forgotten.

Our real story now unfolds.

The time has come.

To open our hearts

mend our wings,

let true dreams take flight.

---Kristy Hanshaw, Grade 11

“Essence”

Peace, tranquility, and pure natural ability

Is what lies in the soul

Of nature’s stability

Though we may be tough and rugged at times

It is inevitable

That nature offers peace of mind

We are told that we must obey a god, and God only

And have no choice

But to be honest, when I pray, I never hear God’s voice

Maybe I’m a rebel; maybe I’m crazy

My views of society

Insist no deity

Science, math, or any other structure

Developed by man

Cannot replace earth’s personal juncture

And the sacrifices we make to please God or mankind

Are at time wasteful

Because we don’t realize what we’re leaving behind

Traditional, old fashioned, or faith lacking

My escape

Is one of a habitual place mapping

Take my word that nature heals

Because you may see

The hand it deals

And when all else fails make sure to return

To someplace of peace and practical terms

---Tre Cantu, Grade 12

“Without Rest”

Three slave men

Digging an unforgiving grave

Crying out to their king for their long waited rest

Their pleas were denied

Digging an unforgiving well

Sweating in the blistering heat of the summer

Crying out to their king for their long waited rest

Death was upon them

Sweating in the blistering of the summer

The bone dry well was infinitely empty

Death was upon them

Without rest, they perished

---Haley Henderson, Grade 9