Audrey Jones

Just us
By Audrey Jones
Leland and Gray Union High School, Grade 10

Do you know that feeling you get,
When something's just meant to be?
You feel like everything's perfect,
Like nothing could ever go wrong.
You make me feel like nothing matters,
But us.
When our eyes meet, I can't think straight.
My mind goes blank and all I can see are your eyes.
When you smile, words fail me.
My heart skips a beat,
And I can't stop a smile from dancing across my lips, too.
When you put your arms around me,
I just want to fall into them and stay there forever.
You pull me closer, holding me in your arms,
Protecting me,
Even though there's not a sole in the world but us.
When you kiss me,
My heart stops.
Your arms are around my waist, mine around your neck,
And your soft, warm lips are pressed against mine.
I can't breathe,
But I don't want to if it means one more kiss,
Because maybe next time, it'll last forever.
I just hope you don't break my heart,

It’s coming. We denied it before, but now we know for sure that it’s coming. I wear an itchy straw hat to keep the sun from burning my face and neck. Another gust of wind blows sand into my eyes, stinging them. I blink back tears and concentrate. I glance at my brother. He too has small tears in the corner of his eyes. The rope on the bucket digs into my hand.

This shell,
This beautiful shell.
Once a home,
Now just a mark of beauty.
Spiraling downward
Getting smaller,
And smaller.
The dark, copper color becomes lighter and lighter
Until it turns a creamy white.
The surface is rough and hard, like the ocean.
Indestructible
If I listen carefully
I can hear the waves,
Splashing and tumbling,
Carelessly and freely,
Like the ocean,

You brighten up my way, you know,
Light every path I take.
You’re by my side when I need help
With every step I make.

You talk with me, and laugh with me,
Even when I’m down.
You always know just what to do,
To right-side-up my frown.

I know you’ll be there next to me,
Until the very end.
And if my heart gets broken,
My broken heart you’ll mend.

The gun shots rang in my ears,
Through my blood,
In my soul.
The smell of fire filled my nostrils.
A mixture of rain and sweat rolled in beads down my face.
The man next to me fell.
I stared at the blood pouring from the wound.
Death danced around him,
Sucking the life from him,
Slowly,
Painfully.
Looking around me, I noticed many others,

Do you believe in love at first sight?
I do.
When I first say you,
I knew we’d end up together.
And we did.
You were perfect.
Always knowing what to say,
And when to say it.
You are the one person who understands me,
Even though, sometimes,
I don’t even understand me.
You know when I’m mad,
Or sad.
And you know how to fix it.
Do you remember,
When we got in that fight,

For some people,
Their worst fear,
Is waking up,
And realizing,
That everything is different.
For me,
My worst fear,
Is waking up,
And realizing,
That everything is the same.
What kind of world would it be,
If nothing was different?
Life would be like,
A black and white movie,
On repeat.
The would be,
Like a dull, all encompassing fog,
Where everything is gray,
And dreary.

It’s spring.
All around me are trees.
Pine, oak, birch, and every other kind imaginable.
All different, yet similar.
The leaves or needles that we have,
Are bright green.
Some of my branches have no leaves.
Many days of the repetitive ‘whoosh’ of wind,
That makes me shiver,
Pass by.
Soon, Spring slides gracefully into Summer,
Whose sweltering heat blossoms more leaves.

By Audrey Jones
Leland and Gray Union
High School, Grade 9

Autumn is a season of beauty.
The sun shines brightly upon the gardens of ripening fruit and blossoming flowers.
Summer’s thin green pumpkins swell to autumn’s plump orange pumpkins.
Birds sing songs of magnificence.
No clouds are in sight.
Then, hour by hour, the soft-dying day turns into night at last.

Yellow
Yellow is cheerful, brightening someone’s day with every glimpse.
Yellow is the sun, burning high in the sky, warming the hearts of many.
Yellow is the light they tell you to walk towards when you are at the welcoming gates of Heaven.
Yellow is a lily flower, smiling up at whoever looks.
Yellow is candlelight, flickering gracefully at the slightest movement of air.