Poem: 'This Lady'

This Lady

Her touch a gentle flutter of butterflies,

Her stare a peaceful drift of dreams,

It flows to your mind and puzzles you,

Is this lady as vacant as she seems?

For I may not ever dare to wonder,

What occurs in the hidden depths of her world,

But one day you’ll look beyond the flourishing face and fair hair,

And discover she’s far different from other girls.
- Hannah Alley

Poem: 'The Ocean'

 The ocean

Fresh waves collide ahead,

My toes slide through the moist sand below,

I pick up a piece of seaweed by my leg,

And drop it in the water as I go.

It seemed a shame, such a sunset and a wonderful sea,

But I knew this world would rise on as I said my last words.

I felt the water rising, suffocating my skin,

And up my neck.. This no longer seemed a sin,

I took a final view at the skies above me,

Waters became turbulent.. I could finally rest peacefully.

But just then, gazed down a young man who stopped me in my tracks,

As I sunk downwards I smiled up and him,

And he simply smiled back.
- Hannah Alley