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Inner voices

Poetry by area teens

Poetry by area teens

September 13, 2005

"Little Sister"



By Matt Moulton

Lizzy in a tizzy, she's so fizzy

Running around with a thunderous sound

She's fallen down, but she gets off the ground

She's dancing around, with energy abound

She's screaming through the air, and tossing her hair,

And when I tickle her tummy, she gives me a glare.

She's playing dress up now,

With kings' and queens' crowns

and she goes on her fairy tales,

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with strange islands and erratic whales,

with the wind in the sails, she sails,

Lizzy




"Paintball"



By Matt Moulton

Dangerous, in the line of battle, run out, fire a round,

Run back, safe and sound, accuracy my target, right on spot.

Rapid fire, barrel growing hot, get shot I must not.

Got to dodge and weave, roll up my sleeve, get down in the bushes,

Crawl on my knees, rounds flying dangerously overhead.

Like a hero general once said, a hero shoots straight and true.

Who is the hero? The hero is you!




"Put Down the Pen and Get Outside"



By Matt Moulton

I don't know what to write today.

I just want to go out and play

amidst the flowers, a brilliant array.

The dazzling colors wave through -

red, orange, yellow, and blue.

At the edge, I pause and take a few.

You pause, too, to take off my shoe!

Barefoot on rocks, green water rushing past -

it seems this place will forever last!

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