Writing from the road, Roseau Minnesota

5th Hour

Alarm
by Lindsey Kallis

 

You sound like a dog

that barks too often.

Like a drill that got its

bit caught in something.

Like someone scratching

their nails on a chalkboard.

Like when someone moves

their desk on a linoleum floor.

Like a squeaky wheel on

a shopping cart.

Like a squeaky door

when I am sleeping.

Like my brother when

he wants me to do

something.

You sound like my annoying

Alarm clock

Love Like Water
by Lyvia Moser

We refill it constantly.

Always wanting more.

It ripples in, wave after wave

never-ending.

It comes in many different forms

catching us by surprise.

We find it in nearly everything.

It never goes away.

 

Sunset
by Talen S.

Sitting on the porch

bright colors on the horizon

with a yellow ball

in the center of it.

Getting colder by the minute

wondering

how tomorrow is going

to go. No more colors.

I look up and see

only stars and a big

ominous moon. Calm.

Peaceful. Happy.

 

Hatred Like Fire
by Teagon Morrison

It grows on a pile of timber

as dry grass is added

 

It builds up in our hearts

as we fail to reveal our anger

 

It spreads throughout a forest

as ash builds up on the ground

 

It dies out

as the timber, and our anger, runs out.

 

Things I Didn’t Know I Loved
by Kylee Johnson

My animals

my family

my firends

my classmates

my freedom

my bed

my house

my neighbors

the land

the sky

myself

my dreams

my memories.

 

Things I Didn’t Know I Loved
by Alex

My grandma’s old house

I miss fishing in the pond

in the backyard

going kayaking

in the little lake

across the street.

 

Things I Didn’t Know I Loved
by Matthew Dahl

I took everything for granted.

I didn’t know I loved the house I lived in.

I didn’t know I loved the water

that drips from the fountain.

I didn’t know that I loved the clothes

on my back.

I didn’t know it would all be gone.

 

Things I Didn’t Know I Loved
by Trevor

Racing.

I didn’t know I loved racing as much as I did

but when I sold my four-wheeler

it was like someone ripped my heart out.

I missed the loud exhaust of the races

I missed seeing my race buddies. I missed flying

over the jumps and just feeling free.

 

Early Morning Practice
by Nathan Adrian

 

I miss early morning practice.

I didn’t know how much until it was done.

I miss the annoying sound of my alarm

ringing at 5:30 a.m..

I miss early conditioning.

I miss the team meal at the guest house

before school.

And miss having time afterschool.

I want it back.

 

 

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