The Students' Snow Storm

The various movements of students
Each motion unique
The tapping of a foot
The clicking of a tongue
The biting on a pen
The putting on of some gloves
The rhythm of silent sounds
sweetly singing of sleepiness
eyes dart around
some are lazy, others are intriguing
The symphony sounds out in anxiety
Waiting for the silent white
To release them from their cage.

LOL. I loved this poem and writing it was fun too. I remember observing the classmates around me as we all waited to hopefully be released early from school because of the falling snow. :) I don't remember however if we did get released early or not. Goes to show it's the waiting that counts and not the prize. :) ~T

Secrets

This ocean of dirt
illuminates the night
revealing night's secrets
forget the hurt
prepare to fight
we all have our secrets
Be on alert
turn on the lights
time to cast away our secrets
secrets only hurt
secrets make us lose sight
Secrets...secrets...secrets...

I think this poem is mostly obvious. It's about secrets and how everyone has them and how they can make a mess of our lives sometimes.
~T