Teen Ink Magazine, October 2005: Poetry New Orleans by Jenna P., Hopkinton, MA    Old man on the pier - claims he’s the human jukebox. Continue... My Paper Crane by Rebecca S., Bryn Mawr, PA    Your face is perfectly (still) A contrast to the Wrinkled, cowardly loose-leaf Of your note. Continue... Sonnet by Alice Y., San Gabriel, CA    ons mild and harsh the farmer waits With patience uncorrupted and well-bound; Continue... My New Shadow by Katelyn G., New City, NY    The games we played Monopoly You hated them But you still sat Continue... Rain by Adam R., W. Chazy, NY    Water’s sharp sweet sound dropping into giant trees Continue... Math by Tara C., Bellingham, MA    “I cannot solve this way,” Said loud and smart Dave Jose. “I know the measures and the liters. The sums, numbs’ and circums’ in meters. Continue... Mama’s Things by Heather M., Stanardsville, VA    We were the bangs that covered her eyes ... the bangs that hadn’t been washed Continue... Decision Cycle by Danielle F., Haymarket, VA    Merge Left or Merge Right You can go one way See the line of grand openings Continue... Icicles by Kaylie A., Cary, IL    when did the world turn to fire? it used to be so cold, so dead. Continue... Hide & Seek by Bethany K., Clarkston, MI    The smoke flared up in the midnight sky and hundreds of mosquitoes buzzed around the campfire. Continue... Marmalade Sunrise by Sarah B., W. Mesquite, TX    In apricot skies The sun mimics toast delight Continue... Dancing With Him by Aly E., Warsaw, Poland,    To tango, rock, hip hop, to music, I dance with him. My toes on his toes, my youth to his adulthood, Continue... Gasp by Elizabeth E., Frankfort, IL    O wise autumn You are perfect in your imperfection You are a teacher and a healer Continue... If the moon could see a night sky listening by Emilie L., Madison, WI    If the moon could see, and the night sky could listen, they would see and hear her next to me. Continue... My Poetic License by Nik ., Kalispell, MT    Drowning Similes and metaphors pull me in slowly And finally, the rhyme scheme fills my mouth and nose Continue... Pluck-A-lash by Katherine T., Troy, MI    somewhere between your ILUVGOD license plate and the cheap tinsel angel Continue... Eggshells by Connor M., Solon, OH    As I stepped into the crisp cool October night, watching the moon rise the length of a 25 m.p.h. sign. Continue... What My Grandfather Told Me by Jonny O., Tucson, AZ    He said his heart was made of grain His woes were cinder dust That washed away with the rain Continue... Apparition by Lauren H., Hopkinton, MA    I was asleep that night The night when its fatal wings beat a path Through the covered bridge Continue... More Poetry from the Teen Ink Archives

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