Poems by Talia Cort - 9 years oldWhite is...
Fresh cold snow right from the sky
The first lily bloomed in the spring
It feels hard like hale, but soft and comforting all at once
When you're alone, scared and cold in an empty room
The brightest star twinkling and standing out from the others
The sensation of taste? plain, blank
A mint leaf picked right from the garden
It is you in the olden days watching a white and black movie
A dove singing and swooping down with a package of good luck
The blank pages when you have nothing to write on a test
It is the absence of being there, the thing that proves you are guilty
It's that teacher- the one who has an empty mind, blank withboard
Or the person who got in 3rd place in a running race
Blanked out all the cheering and happiness
Freshly scooped ice cream
It is the fire burning, tearing into the forest
It is the foam of the fire extinguisher tryin, but failed
It spreads and spreads until it reaches you
The white capes after a long day
It is the absence of color, what can I say
It is the feeling inside the one you cannot hide
Black is...
It is that dark black, that fills in for the sun until it is back
The deep part of the ocean where the great white roams
Where algae and seaweed flow with the current
The great old black that lets the sun smile bright
The space is black, blank black
The mold in a creepy corner of the old creepy house on Main Street
Black lets you find the one who is missing
To crack the case to see who is late
DEPRESSIION
I saw depression faintly
She was small and hunched over
She glanced at me
Then looked down, tears down her pale grayish-blue face
Her pace was slow
She held her text books in her arms
Her hair covered one eye
She made me feel empathy
GOOFYNESS
I saw goofyness brightly
She wore a rainbow dress
With a pink bow in her hair
She was licking a red lollipop
The tips of her hair were hot pink
The rest brown
Her blue eyes twinkled as she skipped over to me
She said "Hey, my name is Isabelle
Wanna play?"
She made me feel joyful
PERFECTION
I saw perfection clearly
She wore a lace dress
And walked with great posture
She waved to me, a girl wearing overalls
But, her perfect mom put out her arm
And held her back
She made me feel jealous