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The Eagle and the Wolf By: Alex Silkwood She was the eagle He was the wolf a forbidden couple never to exist. When she lay down for the night He was always there to kiss her goodnight. There were so many beautiful stars but nothing could take her eyes off her beautiful wolf. As she [...]
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The Old Oak Tree By: Morgaine Church Walking through the dark, young trees A lone wolf wandering aimlessly To find, he knows not what In the dark young forest He came across a dim, glowing path What could he lose His blue mind The black trees, menacing As he follows the path, Through the dark [...]
Consume….The World »
Humans in the world today are very wasteful of all of our resources, especially in America. Many people in this country take all the resources we have for granted, such as an abundance of food, clean water, electricity, and opportunity. This painting, made by Robbie (his full name is never given), is a rendition of [...]
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The World of Cliques By: Naomi Gillam The halls and classrooms are a jungle They run in packs like wolves You are predator or prey Wild and rebellious They yearn for attention Danger lurks in the halls No one can escape the laughter and hatred You must stay strong, friendship is the key There is [...]
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By: Morgaine Church I awake to blackness Body numb with cold I wait still with your eyes wide For fear I would not catch The smallest ray of light That dare penetrate the thick darkness I soon grow impatient For dawn would not come To rescue me from this dark underworld My cold hands find [...]
Upcoming Music Events! »
Confucius once said “Music produces a kind of pleasure which human nature cannot do without.” At Emmett High school we have three main musical groups: orchestra, band and choir. First off, we have the Emmett High School choir. The first event coming up is the prestigious Emmett District Solo and Ensemble Festival, February 23 at [...]
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Candle Light By: Brandon Pasley A candle casts a flickering light Upon my empty page of white A lonely trembling paper stage Where phantoms dance across the page My eyes are drawn not to the flame But image within a frame Of shadow dancing silhouettes Small figurines in pirouettes As long as candlewick will last [...]
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I’m me By Kelsea Bowlin I’m me, maybe you will see The stars dancing in the light The bang of the books falling The pang of the day’s pain The way I perceive the world The way I see the flames as a river running The sky an ocean never ending The way you see [...]
