Campus Musings

The Sea

Thursday, May 12th, 2011
by Kathryn Andreoli

Soft sand stinging my skin,
The breeze running through my hair.
I make my way towards the water,
Flip flops in hand.

The waves greet my toes with a splash of hello,
I wade my way in slowly,
Diving into the deep, my feet no longer sting.
The water brings me to a place where I can think and dream.

I float on the water with my back to the deep,
Gazing at the clouds and the secrets they keep.
The suns beam on the water makes it clear as a crystal,
My skin feels warm and I can feel my tan skin tingle.
Time passes by but doesn’t affect me.
I have no other place that I need to be.

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gotta write some free verse right quick

Thursday, May 12th, 2011
by Mike Babine

chillin’ at my desk in Mrs.Webb’s class

when she finds out I forgot to do a poem shes gonna give me mad sass

oh dang the sun is beaming in my eyes

just remembered later I’m chillin’ with the guys, maybe get some burgers and fries?

times up I gotta print this

I see the print button gotta sprint to this . . . this as in the button

the printer just broke, but I don’t wanna say anymore so that’s all she wrote

I don’t wanna end off on a cliché . . . but hey

read this fast because technically I made this in about 45 seconds before class

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