It's strange
Not black, not white
Just gray

Not good, not bad
Different
In a special way

It's all alone
No where to go
No where to stay
It's like me
In a hidden way

       -Beth M.

A stream of tears fall down my face
All hope is gone and in its place is now sorrow
No room for laughter
No room for joy
Just a sad girl feeling
alone

-Andrea Christine

We see this world in an ever turning spiral
To be or not to be is our quest
We build our lives upon trust and goodwill

Our lives our like planes
Sometimes they fly
Other days they can come crashing down

Although they are planes
They’re still in a box
Sheltered from all sides

The box will protect us
The box will no sooner guide us than betray us
The box is a friend and a foe

These are our lives
We build them and we destroy them
That is our lives in a box
                                           -Adam

The world around me
Sun falls softly

The moon emerges
Nightlight and Daylight’s excursions

The battle for space
Lights as bright as their face

I on this ground
Hear not a sound

For the battle in the sky
Will never die
                           -Adam

The winding tales of heroes and heroines from far off lands
their stories forever immortalized in the words of past wordsmiths
the stories they live are set in stone
yet each time I read one feels like I am with them on their grand adventures,
becoming acquainted with these courageous legends
facing every foe with them on the front lines
I figure out every riddle and clue before them, unable to communicate to them,
Unable to warn them of their doomed fates, unable to help them
still I stay letting my heart get crushed
by their predetermined fates
yet after its all through I am left with a void in my heart
only to be filled with a new book to fall in love with
Kylie D

The bones in my arms are week
my breath unsteady , mind racing
I'm trapped alone dark and cold
the only light is in memory's
memory's of old times
I am trapped
And cannot get out

JNL

Neither black or white
But a color in pencils
The feelings that people feel
When seen on shirts

But clouds have this color
On dark no energy nights
The clouds make a dark stormy feature
When they crawl to the sky

As the earth is asleep
And mix with the darkness
That falls from space
Where you can see neither black nor white
But grey

ZaZa G.