JD Fischer

Purple fields

and yellow trees

green and

orange bumble bees.

red and gold

dirty an old

is what i see

traveling along

color road

silver and copper

on my feet

amazing colors

that no one could ever beat

colors are great

colors are so ummmm....

why did i write this color poem.

Pink lipstick, from
that special first kiss

Feeling so nervous,
unsure if you might miss

Nervous of rejection,
rejection or denial

But when you get that
first kiss, boy it makes you smile

Smiling like a kid in
a candy store

And after that first kiss
it always leads to more and more

Until you have that one kiss
that makes you for sure

That she's the one to spend your life
with, her and only her.

Beautiful girl,covered
in rain

Not to touch her,
Hah, he would be insane

But he hesitates,
for she could be insane

Lies, deciet, and trickery,
playing him, as if a game

Telling him one thing,
but it's different to others

This beautiful has gone
undercover

Undercover like a cop,
while licking you away,
as if a lolli pop

Contact between them is
swindling away, but
he's trying and hoping for
rekindling of the flame

But he's wasting his time,
because he will never say
"That beautiful girl is mine"

But he is wishing and hoping
that her feelings will change
so that they can share their
feelings forever and always.

I look with my eyes
to the back of the room

Something is blinding
me, but I can't seem
to see

I see a glass piece
that seems to be green

Glaring from the rays
of the window

Shining in my
eyes disabling me
to see

I discard the piece
and set my sight free

Free to see what the
future has in stock for me

I see my self as a star
shining so bright

Because of my past
when i removed that
blinding light

JD Fischer

I Ran through the woods,

Face covered by a hood,

The smell of fresh , crisp air,

forest animals giving me a scare,

I am running my fastest,

Not able to see without my glasses,

I am running in fear,

Face covered in tears,

For the people of this land do not want me here,

I do not know why they do not want me here,

I was not hurting anyone,

I was just wandering along, when I saw one,

One of them,

They tried to chase me,

And now everywhere I go,

I feel that no one will ever know,

Know the true me,

I think they will all just chase me along,

For I do not think that there is anywhere that I belong.

I am from corner stores and pokemon cards,
From cheap McDonalds toys and tootsie pops,
I am from Brittany Spears and N-Sync ,
From a second story home and a junky Dodge Charger,
I am from jumping in leaf piles and broomstick hockey.

I am from “Space Jam” and Michael Jordan,
From Christina Aguilera and Shania Twain, from
“I know you are but what am I” and the old school
Boston Celtics with Antoine Walker and Paul Pierce.

I am from head surgery as a baby and the rugrats,
From BYSA soccer and the Backstreet Boys, also
From footsie pajamas, fake Santa’s and Coco Puffs.

I AM FROM ME.