Shayna's Poetry

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Shayna read three of her poems for the arts day at Nexus a week ago yesterday. I couldn't be more proud of her. Most people don't get to see the Shayna we know at home. Here, she's always singing, dancing, jumping, joking whatever. In public, she's very shy. She wanted to share her poetry but was a little nervous. She tried to back out right before the service. But, we told her we thought it would be a good idea for her to go through with it. She did a great job!

Here's a link to her first poetry reading: Shayna's Poetry

Here are the words in case you can't quite make them out from the audio:

MY ORIGINAL POEMS, by Shayna smith.


ICE CUBE

Shiny and square that’s an ice cube for you.
Doesn’t taste like much, just water. Cold, slippery, I drop it on the floor, my dog laps it up, the ice cube is no more.


HIDDEN

There once was a girl who hid in the shadows, her parents sold lotion and some contained types of aloes.

Inside she felt like a star! But she didn’t think her talent would take her far.

She was afraid of what people would think of her, though she wasn’t sure of what she thought of herself.

Her sister didn’t give her much support; every time she showed her talent her sister would abort the area.


But she knew one day she’d be discovered; deep inside, she knew one day she didn’t need to hide.

THE PAGE

Once the page was blank and plain, once it had just red and blue lines. But now words run across the page, but now life has been brought to something lifeless and boring.