CCNY Poetry Outreach Center
PUBLIC SCHOOL GUESTS
Selected Poems from Writing Through: Oaxaca
SHE
Your eyes are like two lights.
They are indescribable.
How your eyes don't look at me.
But it's okay.
This will leave an ugly scar
If you say she is nothing to worry about.
Then why did you close your eyes
When you said it out loud? ...
She's got everything I don't have.
Evelyn Jiménez Córtes Amisadai
MAGIC GOALS
Dreams and goals go together
like the stars in the night
or Jordan and basketball.
Without one the other doesn't exist.
I'm excited to explore this life
and complete my goals.
I would like to be a doctor
and I know that is a hard goal.
I think sometimes
I can't take this world
But I remember that I'm part of it.
Sometimes I dream that
I fall into an abyss
and see nothing.
And when I wake up
all is normal.
Juan Ángel Martínez Flores
STARRY NIGHT
Life is like flying high.
In the sky all is good and happy.
Avoiding the negative and the danger.
All will be quiet.
It's like the night,
looking at the moon.
Leonardo Daniel Santiago González
CHERRY BLOSSOM
Sometimes I think that love is like a flower.
If the flower is withered, love doesn't prosper.
If the flower is alive,
The love lives too.
Ángel Ayari Ballesteros Leyva
THE FLIGHT OF A BIRD
Tiny Bird that can never fly
That only used to dream
Caged bird who never saw the sky
Prisoner of its own fears.
Fly far away from your cage,
Fly far away from your fears
Spread your wings wide
And chase your dreams.
Tiny bird who is now flying
Brave soul that stopped dreaming
Go ahead, don’t look back
Keep flying to Freedom.
Naiby Pacheco Rodríguez
NOSTALGIA
When I see the sky
I see the different shapes of the clouds
In one of them I see myself
enjoying your sweet kisses.
But on waking
I find it wasn't reality.
I was only longing for our memories.
Longing for the past pursues me
in a labyrinth of memories,
opening the wound again and again.
I don't know if it will ever close.
Writing Through: Oaxaca, Group Poem
Poems by the students of Tamaques Elementary, Westfield, NJ
A WAY OF LIFE
There are two
pathways.
There's only one option.
There's a life ahead of me.
There's two pathways,
one where I could be a football player or
where I could be a garbage man but…
there was only one option.
The ghosts and monsters don't make me choose.
I do
They're not changing my life.
I change my life.
I don't have to be popular.
I don't have to be unpopular.
I can be me and me is the best version of me
and nobody can change who I am.
Santino Cerullo
5th Grade
I MADE THE RIGHT DECISION
I want to take a road but I do not know which
Left or right one is bumpy one is not
I'm going to take the bumpy one
Why, you ask?
I want to work hard for the stuff I want
I want to be a surgeon who helps people every day
I know I can do it, I know I will.
respiratory failure, lung transplants, gallbladder removal
I'm going to be the guy and I will till I die.
Did I take the right path I will never know
Meet the love of my life on the other road
I’ll never know but helping people is my deed
god told me to do maybe someday I’ll help you.
Marco Gameiro
5th Grade
A LIFE IS A PATH
A life is a path
With curves and twists
Followed by someone walking on it
Sometimes you go right
Sometimes you go left
But you will always turn
One way or another you will finish
But it’s the path it takes to get there
That’s different
A path could have trees with roots curved in all ways
A path could have taken days
But maybe just maybe you took the right path
And for all those people that took the wrong path
At least you finished
Calvin Giordano
5th Grade
I CAN WALK UP THE PATH
I can walk up the path
Where the music and dogs will be
Where the flowers will grow
And where the sun always shines
I can continue to go on the path
That I once decided I should take
But I can go my own way
Where my fate isn’t written on paper,
But in the future
I chose to go my own way
The way where the rain might pour down hard,
But the sun always comes back up
And the verse could end
But the song keeps going
Lydia Hollander
5th Grade
I WANT TO GO DOWN THAT ROAD
I want to go down the road
That brings me to the shelves
A road that has no code
A road that lets me in easily
A road that lets me write
A road that takes me to success
A road that gives me more than less
A road that lets me on the page
A road that has no cage
A road where I can write
A road with different genres all alike
A road that has no lightning strike
A road with nice people all around
A road where I am bound,
To be an author
Luke Iafolla
5th Grade
I HAVE FULL COURAGE
I have full courage
In the darkest nights,
And in the lightest days.
Standing up to the crowd,
Showing them who I am,
I want to be a singer.
That's the path I choose to follow.
I want to be as mighty as a lion,
I want to be strong,
I want to be different,
I will never be wrong.
I want to be an upstander,
I want to be a singer,
a dancer,
a writer,
an actor,
and way more.
And I’m not afraid
To go down my path.
I can be anything I want.
Singing with a big voice,
It’s the right choice.
I love myself,
I only want to be me, and nobody else.
Maya Levine
5th Grade
WHEREVER YOU GO
Wherever you go there will always be a path in the morning it is light and in the
night it is pitch black.
It can have turns or not but even on the one that doesn't have turns you can make
them yourself.
I want to have the sun so bright it is talking but sometimes there are storms coming
out.
On your path it will take a while some parts will have roots sticking out and some
will be soft grass.
You can always try moving something in your way but it may not work every time
and that is okay because tomorrow can be a new path.
Guiliana Oriol
5th Grade
THE PATH I AM ON RIGHT NOW
The path I am on right now,
it is just getting started.
I work hard for my future,
and stand tall,
to fight for myself.
The path I want to go down,
is a strong person,
who is not afraid,
I want to be different,
I want to be unique,
I want to be an upstander,
for myself and for others,
I want to work harder than ever,
But to only be myself.
I want to be as smart as a lion,
I will never get scared.
I will face my fears.
I want to be everything.
I want to be,
a speaker,
a singer,
a actor,
a dancer.
I can be anything,
But I want to be just me.
Clementine Parish
5th Grade
THE ROAD I TOOK
The road I could have taken
was the popular road,
but I didn’t,
I took the weirdly cut road
easily
because the people
were kind
unlike the others
they were sweet as honey
they promised to stay with me,
I didn’t feel alone anymore.
That was always me.
When Grace
became my friend
she helped me through hard times
when life ends
I will always remember this.
Ella Reiser
5th Grade
THE ROAD NOT TAKEN: A HOMAGE TO ROBERT FROST
I never know what path to take,
The harder it gets as it changes my fate.
Left or right or maybe towards,
I need to figure out where to go to forwards.
Should I go where it's all right,
Where the birds shine in their flight?
Or go where it can be wrong,
Where the birds can mess up their song?
I go towards where it’s not perfect,
I hope and yet know it will be worth it.
I really want this path to be right,
If it is not, I will change my flight.
I walk down the road and see it beauty,
I really hope the people will accept me.
I meet them to see they are kind,
But they are not perfect, it is what I find.
I learned they all make mistakes,
But their overwhelming kindness is not fake.
Lily Robbins
5th Grade
I COULD HAVE
I could have
Walked along
The rainbow
To get to the pot of gold
I could have done my own thing
And treat myself
But instead I took
The Darker path
Witch led me to
Helping others.
Alana Rossi
5th Grade
THERE WERE TWO ROADS
There were two roads a girl had to pick,
And the roads were not very slick,
The girl choose the left road,
But she was very thrown.
The girl found a man,
He really was super nice and bland,
She went with him,
And they lived happily ever after,
But, the girl wondered,
What would had happened if
the girl picked the right road,
Sometimes, we just never know.
Emery Wasicki
5th Grade
Special Guest Poet for Children
ONE WAY TO HAPPINESS
For three months,
a yellow haze shrouded my eyes,
such an unease, choking my breath,
and another day has passed,
in the year of questions,
more inquiries.
I'm unprepared.
When Autumn arrives,
your absence remains absolute.
At the edges of every map,
someone’s feet urges them
to reinvent themselves
No one knows when the flames will subside.
No one knows what’s coming
Remain grateful, my therapist cautions,
count your breaths
and imagine nonexistent places.
a static presence,
Sleeps the night in soft breaths,
Says, it’s the only way.
Kay Poema
Alumna, Bronx Poet Laureate 2023-2025