Poetry Corner
The Charger Bulletin
April 13, 2016
Pursuit of Perfect Do not give me only perfect For there is beauty in what lacks, The things that are most true Are filled with flaws, covered in cracks. So stumble on your sentences, Forget the words you need, To those parading as perfection I must say; pay them no heed. For it is you and...
Poetry Corner
The Charger Bulletin
March 23, 2016
It’s like our lives are post and future, And the point at which they meet Is the line that we must walk To keep the present at our feet. And as long as you stay balanced You will learn that all is fine, Regret and worry cannot touch you Unless you step off the line. ~E. H
Poetry Corner
The Charger Bulletin
March 9, 2016
You’ve got your stories pressed like flowers On notebook pages to be preserves, As though the right for you to share them Has been as yet undeserved. Or perhaps it’s something primal To simply be who you are now, Existing as what you’ve become Without the need to tell us how. I know...
Poetry Corner
The Charger Bulletin
March 2, 2016
“So I let her go, For it was unfair for me to keep her. It was the hardest thing I’d ever done, But I knew it was right. She was a bird, I had caged, That had forgotten how to fly, But dreamed of clouds, When she closed her eyes.” -Atticus
Poetry Corner
The Charger Bulletin
February 24, 2016
If you want to catch a dream That lifts you high above the ground You must break free of the things That are intent to hold you down. Because the secret to success, The only way to ever grow, Is to learn what to hold on to And what things you must let go. -E.H.
This Is What Strength Looks Like
The Charger Bulletin
November 18, 2015
By: Sierrah Smalls, Damani Piper, Shakoyah Brown, Keana DuBose, Keshawna Alderman, and Tage Dasrat Sometimes strength is accepting defeat Resurrecting your body from the dead Defeat is not an ending sentence The barren ground is just an opportunity for flowers to sprout You are forever bloomin...
Poetry Corner
The Charger Bulletin
April 8, 2015
2:36 AM 2 am is for the poets who can’t sleep because their minds are alive with words for someone who’s not there. For the alcoholics drinking themselves into amnesia to forget someone who left. 2 am is not for the lovers asleep in each other’s arms. It is for the lonely, the...
Poetry Corner
The Charger Bulletin
April 1, 2015
What if I read to you a story, Starting ; “Once Upon A Time”, And you realized that it was your life, Spelt out on every line, Would you hear my voice with wonder, As it brushed across each word, And pray to my arms had strength to hold, The truth about your world, Would your view on life...
Poetry Corner
The Charger Bulletin
March 25, 2015
“Breathe In” Tell me now, how is it fair? Our lives are just a gasp for air, That stars barely have a chance to blink Before into the earth we sink. Why must we race to fall apart For time to learn what’s in our heart, Before our last trip round the sun When Neptune’s still not finished...
Poetry Corner
Marina Jube
March 11, 2015
“From Up Above” And she wakes you every morning With golden pink hands And she kisses you goodnight With her beautiful moonlit dance And She whispers in your ear, when the wind decides to blow. And she reaches for you, when the waves kiss the shore. And She shines her morning rays Touching...
Poetry Corner
The Charger Bulletin
February 25, 2015
“Petals and Promises” She was the summer’s last sunflower, Writing a letter to July, As though one final correspondence, Would make an easier goodbye, But already she could feel them, The approaching winds of change, An autumn she would never see, Both beautiful and strange, As the heat’s...
Poetry Corner
Marina Jube
February 18, 2015
“May the sea” May the sea Set you free. May the breeze Keep you at ease. May the sky Help you fly. May the sand Guide you to land. May the shore Offer you more. May the beach Love you each. -M.M.J
Poetry Corner
Marina Jube
February 11, 2015
Untitled For if I could be like anyone, I would like to be like you. For you are fair, loving and kind, And I’d like to be those too. -M.M.J
Poetry Corner
The Charger Bulletin
December 3, 2014
Underneath I am my smile, When I don’t care. I am my skin, When it is bare. I am my heart, At every beat. I am everything that I choose to be. I am my haircut And my freshly painted nails. I am my actions, Like playing on the train rails. I am my bed head, And my croaky morning voice. I...
