Katherine DiBella

Not another one...
The groaning filled the room
But the teacher stood there,
Unnoticing,
Unaware of the dread,
Kids sneaking in notes,
Copying,
Last minute studying,
She just hands them out,
Hands out the most dreaded paper,
The test

Such harsh words,
Such mean things to say,
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But words will never hurt me,
But they will,
People spit them out
Just as common as they’re own skin
They don’t realize they hurt so much,
The pain,
What made them do this?
You may never know,
Just wonder what they went through,
And they may never know
What you went through

Sitting together,
Side by side
On the stairs
Bouncing knees,
Racing hearts,
Holding hands
Trying to quiet our minds
We hear chatter,
Merry sounds,
Joyful,
Waiting,
Wishing we were there,
Dreaming of what's below us

With you next to me
We can do anything,
Quiet and patient
Waiting for a bite,
Sharing this moment together,
Forever

I've seen that before,
Replaying like an old familar movie,
Pictures and faces reappear
Sounds and noises,
It was a dram before,
A dream's that reality

Colors
Opening their eyes
Into that springy sunshine,
Everything is new
Not that dark dreary blue,
Cold washes away,
It stays at bay,
As spring arises
Just like new surprises

There he stands
On that corner that he mans,
Selling some dope
To all those young folk,
Standing there all day,
He never learned to play,
Moving to the cities
He learned no pity,
In the harshness of life,
He felt the knife,
Getting no sympathy
So he knows no empathy,
Skipped school,
Thought he was so cool
Staying under the radar,
Sneaking like a predator
Buying from his peeps

There she stood,
Bare feet covered
Wrapped in a blanket,
A blanket of cold, cold mud,
She stooped down,
Resting in the mud,
She moved so so slowly
Like a cat catching a butterfly,
A flash of a smile,
She struck the mud,
Grabbing fistfuls
Little hands thrust into the air,
Rejoicing in the simplest forms,
In mud,
How icky and how fun it can be,
A toothy smile
Grinning at me,

Looking up at the stars,
Look, I can see Mars,
Your little hand in mine,
There is no limit on time,
No place to be,
Only stars to see,
In this little world of our,
Not hidden behind bars,
The world is full of sights,
All hanging from kites,
Waiting for you to fly,
Swooping by and by,
As you let your mind fly,
On this little nights of mine

Just a flash of those pearly whites,
They're everything you need to be alright,
No one will know,
It will never show,
It's just a little show

Just a peak,
No,
Definately not,
It's not right,
But-,
Just one peak,
No more,
No less,
It's just a reasurrance,
The teachers looking,
Go for it,
it'll take just two seconds,
No, no, no,
I'm better than that,
Deep breathes,
Ooh,
They have the same answers

Chocolate,
Squishing under my feet,
Hmmm,
Who did this?
Little crumbs,
Leading to the kitchen,
Chair against the cupboard,
Hmmm,
I think I figured it out,
Little fingerprints,
Too small for mine,
There she stands fist in the jar,
I caught her red handed

Hands held,
She squeezed mine harder,
Up, Up, Up,
I can do this,
I think I can, I think I can,
She starts to sing a little tune,
Dum di dum dum,
She's trying to forget about it,
There's nothing up there,
Nothing is going to come and get us,
Together we can climb those long, long stairs,
I think I can,
I know I can,
Soon doors loomed,
Creaking stopped,
Lights flickered,

We can forget about it right?
It never happened,
Who are you kidding?
I never,
Well I won't say that,
Instead I won't lie,
I'll just never deny it,
Just skip around the topic,
But again,
What topic?
That never happened.

We Lay

By Katherine DiBella
Woodstock Union High School, Grade 10

So still,
Heads touching,
Fingertips spread far far apart,
Blades of grass licked our skin,
So still,
Feeling the earth sink into our skin,
Floating gently,
Swaying back and forth but so quietly,
The earth rocking us,
We are its children,
Making our roots grab deep into the ground,
Eyes held tight,