Poetry from senior year

These are poems from my 1st Six Weeks Portfolio that I did for Creative Writing during my senior year. We were supposed to publish a literary magazine, but it never did see the light of day, so I'm posting these here.

Some of them are craptastic, a few have to do with unrequited love , and all but one of them had to follow some sort of preset format/example (which is noted in parentheses after the title of the poem).

Without further ado...

"I’m Sorry" (apology poem)

I have stolen

Your heart

Right out of your chest

And which

Was probably better off

Before

You met me.

Forgive me,

You were too open,

Too caring,

And too susceptible.

"Stress Ball" (wish poem)

I wish I held the whole world in one hand.

I could squash it,

Bounce it,

Or hurl it across the sky.

"Adrenaline Rush" (wish poem)

I wish I was a whirlwind

Ripping through the atmosphere

Wreaking havoc upon the universe

Leaving evidence of my passing in your midst.

"Lost Balance" (dream poem)

I dreamed I was standing on the edge of the rooftop

Wishing I could have jumped with you

"Mirror, Mirror" (dream poem)

In my dream I walked across a glass floor

It shattered

I saw myself tumble into the nothingness below

My stolen dreams rained down all around me

("I Am" poem)

I am a dreamer and fighter

I wonder if I’ll ever finish writing a novel

I hear the sound of turning pages

I see my words upon the paper

I want to change the world, a person at a time

I am a dreamer and a fighter

I pretend to be tough so they don’t see me hurt

I feel love surround me, even when I’m alone

I touch the pages of the book

I worry that one day I’ll lose myself in it

I cry when I see my emotions on other people’s faces

I am a dreamer and a fighter

I understand that fairy tales aren’t real

I say it can never hurt to try

I dream of a day when nobody cries

I try to see the world from everyone else’s point of view

I hope I get the chance to make a difference

I am a dreamer and a fighter

(5 w poem)

Rebirth

A cold, lifeless shell of a corpse

Underneath the cold, damp ground

Rises to the dewy surface

As soon as the first rays of morning sun peep over the horizon

To join the rest of the world

(cinquain)

Night

Dark, Peaceful

Calming, Cooling, Renewing

The only time I get to be alone

Night

(diamond poem)

"Growing from the Inside Out"

Fear

Awful, Fitful

Binding, Hindering, Hurting

Disaster, Failure, Completion, Miracle

Liberating, Empowering, Reassuring

Certain, Wonderful

Confidence

(freewrite poem)

You took my hand and pulled me down

And I have no memory of much else

You make me smile; can’t make me frown

And right there is when you made up my mind

So take my hand, take me away

Into that dream-world where I’m happy

There’s very little left to say

Except to you…

Why does it have to be this way?

You’re blind and I’m invisible

You can’t help but notice me

And when you’re not there, I’m miserable

You’re the light in my dark day