Teen Ink Magazine, January 2007: Poetry Still by Samantha N., Philadelphia, PA     Do old lips still sing in the shower? Continue... Reading by Abigail W., Battle Creek, MI    we ditched that one day the last warm day of September but no one marked us absent or gave out demerits. Continue... Dream by Jenny H., Suwanee, GA    At day, you are a prisoner Bound to the earth Continue... Geyser by McClain J., Kansas City, MO    I don’t speak in full sentences just clips of phrases, stutters, and sputters Continue... The Lawless Mind by Scheherazade K., Winter Park, FL    When golden caskets horrors hold, And lead are filled with treasure, Is all that’s true that we are told So far away from pleasure? Continue... Arteries, Veins, and Passing Lanes by Steve O., Reno, NV    I dreamt of being a blue flying ghost weaving through rush hour traffic the whole world held up in gridlock except me Continue... Twisted Ribbon of Fate by Stephanie T., Cincinnati, OH    Twisted ribbon of fate Tangled by the wind Detached by jagged, bloody scissors Never to be heard of again. Continue... meliorism (MEE-lee- uh-riz-um) noun by Jennifer H., Hayward, CA    I opened a book to pull the words out. I will admit that I never have and never will understand the meaning, or the use of a definition. Continue... Lament For Lost Words by Lauren S., Livermore, CA    Inky stains on my fingers Echo the night outside But the moon is veiled By clouds weighted down by rain, Continue... Blown Kisses Lost in the Wind by Willow A., Grass Lake, MI    Hush baby, don’t you cry, Just sing yourself an alibi, And if that alibi won’t do, The firing squad will see you through. Continue... Kerouac’s Morning World Creation by Caitie D., Jacksonville, FL    His pen feverishly romances the eager paper as it did lay, lit by flickering fluorescent lights. Continue... Good-bye, Brother by Alex H., St. Peters, MO    The sun sets Last call for good-byes, time to leave him. Continue... A Dream by Felicity R., Sydney, Australia,    If someone handed you a dream A bubble golden bright You blew a little puff of air Continue... Awakening by Juliet S., Radnor, PA    I lift my eyelid And the world begins. A jagged edge jumps across the sky, Slicing the night with its flaming blade. Continue... Party by Aixin W., Rochester, NY    We feasted on salsa-dipped chips Licked our grainy fingers. We decorated golden masks And hid inhibition behind. Continue... More Poetry from the Teen Ink Archives

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