Our Own Peace - Victoria Estelle Illecas

One welcomes the silence,

the alienation, and the calmness.

Who prefers the sun, the heat,

and the summer.


Another welcomes the noise,

the companionship, the rush.

Who prefers the snow, the cold,

and the winter.


Different interests, same purpose.

Another enjoys the the order,

the organization, and directions.

The one who prefers sitting still,

standing in a straight line,

sticking inside the box.


Another enjoys the chaos,

the disorganization, and misdirection.

The one who prefers moving around,

being active, and stepping outside the box.

Everyone has different desires and thoughts,

but it always leads to the same outcome;

Our own peace.



Flames - Muhammad Atiq

The flickering flames

The wavering winds

Monsoons of sadness

Engulf without whim

Challenging the flames of happiness

Joy, burning bright as ever

Sadness, the one to pull the lever.

Casting remnants of flame in the rain

Glued to life, an infinite frame

Sadness stuck in time

For it, is joy’s only fine.

In the distance came another flame.

A glimmer of hope with an eternal claim.

That no candle may burn alone

One light is another’s home

No light on its own

Summer - Dariela Pineda

Summer gave me peace; it brought him and I together

No distractions, no stress

Just Love.

Gave us bonding structure, I fell in love.

Dates, picnics; pizza and soda

Exploring of nature and each other

Held his hand, felt safe

All I could think about was how much I l o v e summer.


Summer turned into fall

Seasons changed, so did you

I hate that I have to look at you everyday

Who even are you?

You meant everything to me; now it’s just your memory that remains

I hate that I still love you

All I can think about is how much I h a t e summer.

The Sprint - Milo Bruschke

Crunch

Crystal beneath each fall of your feet

Punch

Ancient cycle now that it’s complete

And this land

Is flat as the sea

Journey unplanned

Anywhere you’re hoping to be?

Across the tide

The power’s implied with each stride

Breathe

With your chest and try to relax

Painting

Beyond continues to parallax

To signify

An iota of progress

Please deny

The right to regress or suppress

Somewhere away

A call to obey

Back into the fray

From your relay


Basin of white.

Hands all filled with sleight

Your magic has given me back my sight

But the water is bad

Hope no spirits are mad

I must return to the night

Conducting a touch of your light