Secret

BY Mariana Gorjão - Gleneagle High School, Port Moody BC | Mar 9, 2010

I have a secret
I always keep it near me
So close that I can
Always hear it.
So smooth,
Just like my heart
Beating slowly.
It tends to lean
And try to escape
But it never does,
It goes back in
And stays with me
Always with me.

But then,
Someone calls it
And it leans so much
That I can feel
Every single heartbeat
Striking in my chest.
Funny though,
That I always feel sad
When it comes back in.

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Angel's Treasure

BY Annie Cai - Vernon Barford Junior High, Edmonton AB | Mar 8, 2010

In the midnight hour,
Magic and mystery meet,
Pixie dust and fragrant flowers,
The recipe for the sweetest treat.
Add a sprinkle of love,
Just for good measure,
A gift from above,
An angel's treasure.

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Feline

BY Annie Cai - Vernon Barford Junior High, Edmonton AB | Mar 8, 2010

F is for ferocious, a hunter of the night,
E is for enticing, a seductive invite.
L is for lithe, elegance and speed,
I is for intriguing, a mystery indeed.
N is for nonchalant, mild as you please,
E is for exuberant, joyful as can be.

Felines, brighter than any night star,
Truly the Earth's masterpieces they are.

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Painful Memory

BY Annie Cai - Vernon Barford Junior High, Edmonton AB | Mar 8, 2010

Sorrow owns these
Deep black eyes,
From many tears,
And many tries
To forget the past,
The wretched pain
That haunts my soul
And burns my veins.
But with my friends,
I will survive,
There's newfound hope
Within these eyes.

I now can clearly see,
T'was just a Painful Memory.

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Gingerbread Man

BY Annie Cai - Vernon Barford Junior High, Edmonton AB | Mar 8, 2010

With two frosted eyes that cannot see,
A gumdrop nose that cannot breathe,
A candy mouth that holds no words,
A mind with thoughts that will never be heard.
A body sculpted with patience and care,
With flour and spices and sugar to spare,
A gummy coat that can't be worn,
It has a life but wasn't born.
A face forever in a grin,
It's not alive - and has never been.

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Wolf

BY Annie Cai - Vernon Barford Junior High, Edmonton AB | Mar 8, 2010

The wolf dips his head in a silent salute
And the moon bathes the night in a powder grey suit.
As the night falls, the wild awakens,
To feed off of fear, so cursed the forsaken.
Light battles darkness though darkness shall win,
And the hunter stalks prey with no conscience of sin,
But as the Sun rises, as the Sun must,
The evil, so strong, will be turned into dust.
But the day will come when the dead will rise,
Painting pictures of horror in every soul's eyes.

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???

by John Nguyen - Tupper, Vancouver, BC, | Feb 28, 2010

STRAIGHT A STUDENT
PERFECT ATTENDANCE
AWESOME FUTURE
I WOULD TRADE ALL OF
FOR U

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The Forlorn Brick

BY Kayla Armstrong - Wetaskiwin Composite High School, Edmonton AB | Feb 22, 2010

I was once part of a beautiful structure. I held the monument together, so strong and powerful. It was amazing what one little red brick could accomplish.

I had seen it all: weddings, funerals, happiness and misfortunes. Babies and the elderly.

In our modern time, disrespectful people burn down buildings for their own mere amusement.

On a bitter day in December, a group of people burnt the monument down. Right to the ground. The forces of the flames and water kicked me a good 40 feet away, away from the disaster. There I lay on the cement ground, all alone. During the flight and fall, I had chipped. I had a piece of my rectangular body a few inches away from me. It was a sad day in the city.

I had once been part of a beautiful building. Yet here I lay next to the ruins, proud to have been part of the architectural work. I'm happy to know that I brought thousands joy inside the church, and for that, I did not burn in vain.

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My Dying Heart

BY May Yacyac - John Oliver Seconday School, Vancouver BC | Feb 22, 2010

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Who am I?

BY Ayushi Gupta - Lester B. Pearson High School, Calgary AB | Feb 19, 2010

Knock! Knock!
Who is there?
Guess who?
(...no answer)
I am Zero

Who am I?
Do you know?
Can you define me?
Am I something or am I not?
Can you divide me?

“Oh my, too many questions”
“I don’t know, you tell me”
Hmm...Let’s see
Let’s give you some clues
I am a number
You even got the mark five out of me one day
Wait...did you?
Is that possible?
Well, I am the number Zero

What was your percentage when you divided five by me and multiplied by 100?
Error!
Oh boy, now are we in trouble?
“...meaning no one can divide you”

Well, I am the number Zero they say
If there is no pain, there is no gain!
You received me out of 20 marks one day
Did you really get something?
You did wake up early in the morning to study for that test
You actually received me after doing the test
You also calculated your percentage after getting your mark
You found me again...Wow!
Now, don’t you just love me?
You see me all the time

So, does this scenario prove or disprove the theory
No pain then no gain?
Now you decide for yourself
Thank you and my work here is done
So, bye bye!

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