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Infuse dialogue with furnaced sand and tie tightly
Submerged words are worthless
As are feelings that fall short of eardrums
Empty writings locked up are prisoners
But when the waves settle down
the bottle surfaces on the shore
and lays in the sand
awaiting to have its message released
And when the feelings are uncapped
And the message reaches the sky
All is well because the words have surfaced
And the feelings are reunited with the souls
Sara Beth C., Jakayla R., Melinda J., Ayana B, Carmel Hill Education Fund, Louisiana
The sound of the waves flowing in the beautiful blue sea
All the good feelings you feel there in the sea shore
Pulling the message back to the souls
The waves pull the bottle back to the sea
The soft and rough texture of sand on my hand
I love to walk by the seashore
And watch the waves in motion
I love the sea in all its moods
On the clean white sand so bare
Jana and Fares, International Community School
But sometimes the sea can crash and tumble
Denying the message of it’s destination
Hiding all the secrets
Of the bottles information
Although the sea has power
It might be used in the wrong way
But I still visit the sea, each and every day
When the sea is calm, it’s beauty is supreme
In fact the most beautiful thing of all
It's like the beach is a real life daydream
Dylan Great Yarmouth High School: UK
Although the truth must not be held lightly;
I must keep it in the grasp that I hold.
The sorrowful tales of futures untold;
I shall hold this secret until my hands are cold.
Submerged words are worthless;
Likewise to unknown wisdom.
So the darkness grew between us;
The words she would have liked to have said,
Was never what she ever said.
But the truth must not be held lightly.
Homes destroyed and hearts broken;
Possessions taken - families too.
We children don’t know who;
What is left for us to do?
Now that my horror was lived through in the dark;
My mind is traumatised by that mark.
Her life now a mess;
Her best friend now caressed.
And at best she was depressed.
She would not be missed;
For a white boy kiss.
Is this what she intended at best?
Likewise to unknown wisdom;
Although the truth must not be held lightly.
We people from all around the world;
All have secrets that we hold.
But now all of those are finally told;
Take those secrets that we are without.
Follow your own path.
By Joe and Megan, Woolmer Hill, Haslemere, UK
denying the message of it's seal
A souls message left to dissolve
Some words will never be heard
Lost to the sea.
by Hollie, Carys, Bethany and Megan, Wick High School Scotland
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