National Poetry Month – Dress of Roses

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Beyonce Landa, Student Poet

 

April is National Poetry Month

Thank you to our CMS students for their entries!

 

Dress of Roses

Darkness I plead,

Freedom unseen.

A mask I hold,

We masquerade.

Push and pull they pry,

No might is left or so I try.

A garden grew from what was lent,

Ivy thorns imprison any mind.

Drowning.

Screaming.

Grasp, hold on.

The final blow,

I foresee my divine demise.

My dress of roses from which I dyed,

Is now seen by all eyes.

By: Beyonce Landa, CMS – Grade 8