March Poems
JAMIE BUAN
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Amelia Shepherd: Then and Now
By:Â Jamie Buan xoxo
Eyes Wide Open
Surrounded by supporters who must have hope in
I Must Have Lost it on the Wind
Became a surgeon, all progress pinnedÂ
Only with love and help she became clean
Couldn’t find anything after a medical screen
The truth is out, now considered a Superfreak
She’s changed now, she then was antiqueÂ
And with the help of her new friends
She was able to see the world with a whole new lens
Now a girlfriend of Lincoln, a mother of Scout
Her life without them would break more than a pout
Two declared sisters, an aunt of three
Drowning in affection, she’s never felt more free
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JADE LEAL
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The forest and the bugs, By Jade the Jaded
The buzz through the fresh spring air
Flying fast through vast fields of flowers
A cloudburst erupts and downpour comes a shower
The bees and bugs retreat, unfortunately unable to prepare.
The fresh spring rain ceases it’s downpour
The bumblebees fly and flourish, gliding from flower to flower in the deep green forest No humans in sight near the deep green forest as the bumblebees & bugs chorused The bumblebees pollinate the flower garden, always there to restore.
The birds fly high as the baby bees fly low
The pill bugs roll as the predators linger
The forest is quiet, one could even hear the lift of a finger If a tree fell in the deep green forest, no one would know.
Spring Grave, By Jade the Jaded
A garden of flowers just for me
Flowers of variety bloom beside my grave by the creek
A home for the spiders and the bees
A sanctuary for those who seek release
In solitude one sits
As winter gives bloom to a silent spring
The skies darken as the weather befits
In the warm silence of thawed out spring
The winter fades as spring arrives
Ice melts, watering the blooming flora
Vines coating pale walls with Ives
Spring brings beauty to a silent memora.
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FAVONIUS ROSALES
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Mother’s butterfly… by: FavoniusÂ
A whole story, and experience.
A lens through which life flows with strife and happiness like the gentle water in the edge of the stream.Â
A potential, a change. A life, gone astray. End before beginning, a bitter-sweet sorrow in an instant.
Hello, my name is Favonius, but PLEASEÂ Â avoid calling me Daneli !!
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Hi! My name is Jamie Buan, and I am an eighth grader at Alexander Fleming Middle School. I am currently in the Honors program and part of the Journalism...
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