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| In recognition of National Poetry Month, April 2010, Silverado students were invited to submit poems for a poetry contest sponsored by ASB and the Silverado Library. Thanks to all the students who submitted their original work . Below are the first, second, and third place winners. Congratulations to our Silverado poets. | |||||||||||||||||
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Post Up
by Juan Aguilar I stare out the broken window and In my head I hear a whistle Echoes from my friends People who make my decisions Down into danger. I tell myself I am down For what ever Throw ups and throw downs In both calm and stormy weather I simply feel like my life is slowly Falling Like a soft feather. I post up in the entrance Armed with my black hoody sweater Time flies by And we have seen A mother cry. She asks the same question that is mine Why? Someone once told me That's just life We die. |
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| Indecisive by Kayla Sharp I am not sure I want to know The wind chills Tell me how the story ends Fluttering back and forth Can't hold reason. I want to see the sun Stay true to my word Decisions too hard to hold Somehow set me free. Let us be I'm not sure I want to know Leaves turn But I must stay true I yearn for your company Yet I don't want to go Thunder strikes through And I am not strong Tell me how our story ends Rain turns to rust It's not all in my hands Imagination I just don't want to know Loosened threads Memories flow Factories fade behind What I wish I knew Please stay true Tell me how our story ends |
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| Nothing Left to Hide by Amber Higginbotham Inside I'm feeling so alone, but I hide it with a smile I go inside my room and sit and think for just a while Think about the things in life and the times that I have had All my emotions come to life, ranging from happy, to mad, to sad I think of the people I know who are truly here to stay Then I think of the people who have left, got up and walked away The emotions slowly seem to fade Leaving my room in a huge parade I leave my room with a smile on my face beginning to head outside The sun dries up my tears and I have nothing left to hide. |
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