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As the sun sets, the tower, a waking giant, stares into the night, looking over Paris. It hears all the people in their sleep, and smells the fresh bread. It lights the city like no other. As the sun Lucy

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Page 1: Poetry 2009

As the sun sets, the tower, a waking giant, stares into the night, looking over Paris.

It hears all the people in their sleep, and smells the fresh bread.

It lights the city like no other.

As the sun rises the tower goes to sleep while the rest of Paris wakes up.

Lucy

Page 2: Poetry 2009

Tranquil, pristine Tranquil, pristine rainforestrainforest

Like a realistic dreamLike a realistic dream

Persuading you it’s realPersuading you it’s real

Until you wake up and Until you wake up and realizerealize

It was gone before you It was gone before you knewknew

LuciaLucia

Page 3: Poetry 2009

Rayan

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Vindictively Beautiful

Nature at its most sophisticated

A beast’s eyesLeave you

RigidTransparent

Silent

Fear or admiration

I shall never know.Aamir

Page 5: Poetry 2009

The sunset’s just the sign of the end of the day

Always drives your thoughts away

The calm and relaxed sky

Will fall right on your tired eye

It is the smell of pure freshness

The feeling is just pure happiness

The time of day where you sit back and just decompress.

Farida El Bashari

Page 6: Poetry 2009

You're a my source of comfortYou're my cushion when I fall

You help me in times of troubleYou support me whenever I call

I love you more than you knowYou have my total respect.

If I had my choice of mothersYou'd be the one I'd select!

You wipe my tears awayYou tell me it will be okayYou hold me like I’m gold

You hold me and say don’t weep

You are the sun that brightens my dayYou are just like the waves you wash me away.

Abd-Allah

Page 7: Poetry 2009

Dancing darknessAside me, in symmetry

Wherever I may go

Luke

Page 8: Poetry 2009

There is always a wise one in a story The one in the background, the one we don’t pay attention toThe one snuggled up on a rocking chair blessing you every minute of the day The one with that smells like fresh baked cookies that just came out of the oven The one that sends all her power of love to you with her soft wrinkly hands but only about one third of that love gets sent to her inbox.The one we only remember when they’re gone.

Dana

Page 9: Poetry 2009

Sir Alex is like a windy

beach, it makes a lot

of noise, until the wind is

gone, then it takes a little

rest

Omar

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A Football Stadium filled with people, players who shoot in the goals, trying to win it for their team, the grass so so green, the air is like heaven so very good, every time they play, everyone cheers hurray, because when Torres plays everything is OK.

Aly

Page 11: Poetry 2009

Life is a like an ocean …

it shifts when sharp winds attack It will become happy when dawn happens, but it will become unhappy when sunset occurs.

Love the creatures living in it

By Chanho

Page 12: Poetry 2009

BarbaraBarbara

The tree, so sad, because The tree, so sad, because autumn’s melancholic colors are autumn’s melancholic colors are coming.coming.The tree, so sad, that its crispy The tree, so sad, that its crispy leaves are falling.leaves are falling.It forms a huge puddle from its It forms a huge puddle from its dry tears. dry tears. A lovely puddle of sadness and A lovely puddle of sadness and fear.fear.

Page 13: Poetry 2009

The old wise man stands tall and proud

His wrinkles cover his body and his beard is long and white.

Chance

Page 14: Poetry 2009

Volcanoes covered with blankets of

Snow

Like heavenly hills,

Overlooking the space around them

By Anna

Page 15: Poetry 2009

The gray clouds cry, sometimes…

Have you ever thought about why they cry?

Maybe it’s because nobody keeps them company

We only send them pollution

Maybe it’s because the sun left them alone

And they are lonely…

Eun Hee

Page 16: Poetry 2009

IT IS FAST AS THE SPEED OF LIGHT

AND THE ENGINE IS STRONG

BUT IT IS GENTLE AS A FLOWER

BECAUSE IT HAS THE POWER

FATHI SALEH

Page 17: Poetry 2009

Sparkling, glistening pond so peaceful

Holds many untold memories

Wishing for eternal youth

It will all come back to you one day

Tresa

Page 18: Poetry 2009

Warriors poised, at the readyPreparing to die for their kingTall and proud, they stand

Scouts on their heels, waiting to spring Disha

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Brand new notebook. So clean, so blank.

Given life once the tip of the pen reaches the page

Full of your thoughts, doodles and writing Held your arms, in your control

Blank Notebook Zayn Darwiche

13/5/09

Block A

Page 20: Poetry 2009

The wind and the sea are like brothers,

The older one up high, the younger one down low

Both blue and so cold.

The wind and the sea are like lions and bears

One of them roars with waves

While the other creates wintriness in dark caves.

The wind and the sea are like all of us,

Sometimes calm and warm

And sometimes they get as mad as a storm. Hanna El Alfi

Page 21: Poetry 2009

RESPECTValue

POWERForce

Why choose?

OR

Both are within

yourREACH Khathu

Page 22: Poetry 2009

I was a little girl with an odd desire

I wanted to know about the path with no end And why around it there was a wire

I stepped over the wire And as I looked around

The world I knew was goneAnd I was left with no familiar sound

I think I have been here a while It even seems like a few years

And every time I think about the world I knewI burst into furious tears.

Over the wire I stepped Into the path with no end

Not light or night No foe nor friend.

Katie

Page 23: Poetry 2009

U n welcoming and without making a soundF oreboding as it lurks in the distanceO minously menacing

Noah

Page 24: Poetry 2009

Vibrating, multicolored balloonsbeautify the new moon

creating a exquisite scene of happiness.

Sophia

Page 25: Poetry 2009

The pink eye of the dazzling NebulaStares in amazed wonder

In the vast emptiness of space.

Dark Red I’ll become when angry >:(Light Blue I’ll turn while being happy :)

Shady Green I grow once I fall sick :(

Watch the strange bright anomaly Swirl and twist in a mad dance

Swallow all things around it.

One day it will become a burning, blazing star Drifting until the end of time

Lost forever in the void of space.

Nathan

Page 26: Poetry 2009

The moon over the sun

Beautiful life

Darkness rules the wonderful light

Gareth

Page 27: Poetry 2009

Lonely branches reaching toward the sky…

Not yet knowing they will die

Sarah Williamson

Page 28: Poetry 2009

I was a little girl with an odd desire

I wanted to know about the path with no end And why around it there was a wire

I stepped over the wire And as I looked around

The world I knew was goneAnd I was left with no familiar sound

I think I have been here a while It even seems like a few years

And every time I think about the world I knewI burst into furious tears.

Over the wire I stepped Into the path with no end

Not light or night No for nor friend.

Katie

Page 29: Poetry 2009

The lights comes through my eyesWanders through my soulIt travels around my heartThen heads back to the start

It settles in my eyesReflecting purple like a flowerIt slowly takes overWhile my face turns silverCilaine

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Dreaming of blue--few can,Dreaming of pink--few can,But dreaming of all is something all can do.Boys dream blue, meaning they are good,Girls dream of pink meaning they have a evil wink.

Aleks

Page 31: Poetry 2009

Warriors poised, at the readyPreparing to die for their kingTall and proud, they stand

Scouts on their heels, waiting to spring Disha

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Tera

Page 32: Poetry 2009

Alone in the darkNowhere to parkWhat’s there to seeNowhere to fleeOnly black to feelThe thought’s unrealNothing to hearEverything to fear

Justin

Page 33: Poetry 2009

There are many pretty thingsBut one stays on my mindIt is not my selfBut a student of mineIt’s that Youssef kid in my L.A classBut he is naughtyAnd a pain in the bassSometimes he triesBut nothing lasts

His work is something elseIt is delivered with his utmost despairMistakes tend to be thereHe tries and he succeedsThis is all what he needs.

Page 34: Poetry 2009

V D E E F G C RArrows.. Shades.. Shades.. Graffiti is the ace of SPADESGraffiti is the ace of SPADES A U T H O R S, A U T H O R S, Colors, Graffiti! C T R O P I I Never! C T R O P I I Never! O U A S E S O Fades!O U A S E S O Fades! Y R N T 2 K NY R N T 2 K N A E A E

Always on a wall, when you hear the cops call, sometimes with drips, GRAFFITI shreds your mind in strips, it affects your soul as a whole, and most of all, GRAFFITI makes you lose control!

A EStars, Fonts, sometimes it has W V S…

Luka

Page 35: Poetry 2009

Gleaming, Shaven Back

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t e

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c is all y

a you !

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Brings affection to life, what

You want it to be

Glistening screen enclosed

with fingerprints A small yet enormous world that lives

Inside of your pocket iPod

Page 36: Poetry 2009

Graceful yet POWERFUL.

Smooth, red, leather interior

Drifting elegantly through the race track.

The Mustang Fastback.

Ahmed

Page 37: Poetry 2009

SandGrainy beads on your lips, dust overtaking the odor in your nose, powder dripping through your hands,

Sand, goes back and forth, back and forth.

Smooth

Silky Yellow

Page 38: Poetry 2009

Innocence, enchantment, incantation.

With tears from the sky glistening like a new

sensation. Laying their magic upon us

Gaia

Page 39: Poetry 2009

Adham

Page 40: Poetry 2009

Running around the fields.

Making my father’s coffee everyday.

Being picked up by homeless children in the fields of Ivory Coast

By Pablo Gallego

Page 41: Poetry 2009

The Rivers are dry

The crop cease to grow

Summers grow longer Winter wont snow

The earth is tarnished The shadowy winds fly

The smile you wear Contains only lies

By Parth Bhatnagar

Page 42: Poetry 2009

Wind swaying →

← Back forth gently The grass dancing with the wind

Can U FEEL IT.

Simon

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Cold, and emotionless.DESTROYING

AND TAKING

INNOCENT

LIVESBlame the AK-47.

NG

Page 44: Poetry 2009

Dazzling dancing water like people swaying to music.

Entertaining at night, when the light combines with the fountain creating magical designs.

It’s a little slice of heaven in the heart of Las Vegas. Seif Said

Page 45: Poetry 2009

The crowd is silent and then… A bright flash of color- BOOM! POP! SNAP!

The crowd cheers as the blinding light and

deafening sound fill the eveningNot a sound fills the field as tired parents and adrenaline high adrenaline high children wait in

anticipation. Where will the next one be?Over here? Maybe here?

Perhaps right here in the middle?

Nobody knows for sure. So the crowd is silent, and then….

A bright flash of color -

BOOM!

POP!SNAP!

Sarah B

Smooth

Silky Yellow

Page 46: Poetry 2009

Grey, Dark, Thick, Black, Shadow,Shadow, Depressing, The angry storm clouds approach. People inside the house are scared like a mouse When the storm is a cat.

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Warm, sweet, soft, and golden-brown.

Takes a bite and always fixes a

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s and makes a splash

Don’t spread the word about them or they’ll be gone in a

f l a s h

Benjamin Blackstone-Block D