Poems by Celeste Santello

Mona

Mona Lisa, I’d pay to see you frown
I wonder if you would be as expensive with a pout
A smirk has a price tag but we never question a sulk
No barcode to scan, but you are composed of multiple digits
Only because of your history crown
If painted any other way, history and you would not have been formed

A Relationship Full of Cliches

Are you a fair weathered friend?
I’m shooting for the moon
Wishing upon a star
.. that who I think you are is not who you really are
.. that what I think you are doing is not what you are doing
I would be all bent out of shape
Chewing nails and spitting tacks,
And be would tighter than a spring
But, perception becomes reality

I knew it all along, but I did not want to admit it to myself
You are not a real friend

Dora’s House

At Nonna’s house
Expecting to see two hundred red plump vine tomatoes to make sauce
Their texture is a balance of soft and hard
As I hold the tomato, the smell of a freshly watered plant is present
Then I squeeze it,
SPLAT!

Nonna gives a stare but knows she has one hundred and ninety nine other tomatoes to use to make sauce

What’s in the Kitchen Cupboard?
Four light bulbs so I can see
With the light bulbs I am able to find the Billybee honey
I love Duncan Hines vanilla icing on my Duncan Hines chocolate cake
Fino salt makes good tasting food great
Knorr soup mix warms you up on a cold day
Nutella on bread or I can use it on the Duncan Hines chocolate cake as icing…
Orville Redenbacher’s Smart Pop Buttery (6) popcorn bags for Tuesday movie nights
Unico Romano Beans for my Father to imitate my Nonna’s amazing pasta faggioli



I Carry

In case I forget who I am, I keep my grade 9 Student ID
If I want to see who I have become, I keep my grade 12 Student ID
I carry
A HMV points card
And a music key chain along with the key
I carry
My iPod touch
I walk to the beat
I carry
Giftcards to purchase more products to cover my face
But, I look at my grade 9 Student ID to not forget who I am
And I keep my grade 12 Student ID to not forget who I have become

Confidence

When I am confident,
I feel a light in me shining
The amount of light I hold is enormous,
But I get scared when people see the light
I am scared of what people think of the real me
So, I prefer to stay depressed so no one pays attention to me

PA System

It speaks to me
It speaks to them
It screeches the National Anthem
It screeches the Morning Prayer
It is silent when there are no problems
It is silent when everyone is preoccupied
When it does not go on at least fourteen times a day,
There is no more speaking, no more screeching, no more silence
It is broken
All of us are thankful

Recipe of a superb soup

There was a row carrot’s
There was a row of lettuce
Delicious, luscious strawberries
Rising in my grandpa’s private grounds
Tomatoes, potatoes and such
Totalling them all together
Creates a superb soup

In my pocket...

From my front backpack pocket
I pull out my daily essentials
Start off with my hair tie- a girl’s best friend
I carry my daily school supplies
White out, yellow highlighter and blue pen
I can’t go anywhere without my wallet
And my keys that carry my souvenirs
Although I never really went on these trips
One day, I will
Last but not least
My special item- my baby
My blackberry bold
Id be lost without it

Flower Petals

Examining these
Pee-wee
Pint-sized
Petite
Flower petals
Is
Disheartening
It annoys me
Moreover
Puts me to sleep

Examining these
Huge
Gigantic
Flower petals
Is a
Happy
Content moment
It amuses
Interests
Charms me

Orange

Oranges have never tasted so good
Especially when pulling them right
Off the orange tree
This tree was right in the middle,
It glowed from all the others
Containing a one of a kind
Orange
Its dimpled skin
Its startling smell
Each slice having its own touch
Of juicy orange juice, making
My hands all sticky
It was worth it!

Typical Allsion

Typical Allison
Twirling a hair strand in her hand
Laughing a little louder
Is it just a group of teenage boys
Typical Allison
Everyone knows you’re beautiful
Stop complaining about your looks
The extra attention is not necessary
Typical Allison
Leave me for others
They will never treat you like I do
Do you even care?
Typical Allison
I question where we stand
Best friends? Friends? Acquaintances?
I wish we could go back to the beginning
Typical Allison
I
Miss
You

What if…

What if
I won the lottery, at age 17, richest teenager in the world?
What if
I became a CEO, dressing professional everyday
What if
I could travel the world whenever I wanted, I would never be home
What if
I owned the biggest house on the block, hide and go seek would be the best
What if
I became the second female prime minister, Canada would be a better place
What if
Criminal Minds gave 24/7, I would never get off my couch

I wish…

I wish
We could live on mars, living with aliens sounds good
I wish
We had communication with above, it’s always good to keep in contact
I wish
School was a job, and then I wouldn’t mind coming at all
I wish
I won the lottery more than once, than I would really be set for life
I wish
For world peace, then maybe the world wouldn’t come to an end!

Haiku #1

Baby please don’t go
If I wake up tomorrow
Would you still be here?
-Mike Posner

Haiku#2

Pink fuzzy lint
These are my favourite socks
Wear them everywhere

Pink Fuzzy Lint

My mother is going to kill me
Everywhere I walk around
This house
Pink fuzzy lint follows
What can I do?
These are my favourite socks

Just One

Walking out
One cigarette lit in his hand
He had a strong grip
As expected of a soldier
A brief moment of r e l e a s e
[CAPTIVATED HIM]
Smoke lazily filled his mind
Satisfied, he let out a puff
But too quickly the cigarette grew heavy between his thick fingers
A burdening weight
A voice, a reminder, Emily's hatred
It all held him in place
Throwing the cigarette down
He stepped on it
Boldly
Grinding it into the cement

As the flame went down
He watched...
Dreams dim to ash

In Another Life

She is engaged now
He is still in love with her
They will meet again

Comfort

The intimate Sun
Glanced over the city morning
Diamond in the sky

Lullaby Aunt

It's not good enough yet
Try again.
Shut your eyes
Lock up the rest of the world
Honour the melody

So she strains her vocal chords
Trying not to miss a note
With visible effort
She sings until she forgets how to speak
The instability of emotions still conquers her sound

Gotten that much harder lately
Find peace with the music
The lyrics of every song
Have jumbled themselves into nothing more
Than words
All too alike, too simple
She's not a quitter, she is reminded daily
Her commitment won't get phased

Not because she wants success
Or recognition
It's beyond that
She sings for an aunt
Who, years ago, would sweep her into a deep sleep
With a single lullaby
A soft, innocent tune

A woman
Who
Could
Have
Moved
Millions
With a single note...
With a single effort

Her lullaby aunt

I'd Rather

These numbers, these formulas
Drowned in my thoughts
Hazy and obscure
I'd rather go outside
Take a walk down the sunny sidewalk
Feel the slight breeze on the back of my neck
As long hair is pushed to the side
I'D RATHER TAKE A NAP
On the soft green grass
In the shade of the tallest tree in the park
I'd rather listen to music
Dance
Sing
Draw

But here I sit
Trying to decipher the meaning behind these formulas
Behind these numbers and rules
When I'd much rather...

Interview

He puts on his black leather jacket,
And brushes off any remnants of crumbs on his
Scuffed jeans,
As he swallows the last bit of his bread

Ignoring the vibration of the cell phone in his pocket,
He realizes that he is running late,
Again

"Don't mess this up son,
You know we can use that money,"
The words RING in his mind

He combs his hair with one slick hand movement,
Grabs the white pills on the counter just in case
And leaves for the door

He doesn't run,
Because he is sick,
And because he is tired

Instead he reaches for the doorknob,
Inhales,
And steps out

Aims

indentDreaming of the future
Hoping to learn focus
Overlook fears of failure
Avoid liars and manipulators
Fight battles that must be fought
Learn
Explore
Experience...memoirs, mistakes
Keep head up
Balance emotions
Discover a sense of equilibrium
Encourage +positive+ attitude
Remove pink glasses
Observe the world for what it is
What is has developed into
indentWhat it may still become

Fear

A dark room
We settle in like dust
Haunted walls
Eye to eye
Control
Blocked from our most valued ambitions
Most desired successes
This evil, this beast has no boundaries
Creeps up on us at night in our dreams
Into our minds
Peaks in through tinted windows
Touches the handle of our door
As we fear losing a loved one
Betrayal
Lies
We fear the unknown
Border it, contain it
Before it is given the chance to
Bar you
In its cells

Good Enough and Nothing More

Ladies!
Remember,
That in order to withdraw from your houses
And into the world
You must, without an inkling of hesitation, of course
Apply dazzling lipstick
To show of those voluptuous lips
Otherwise they remain flat
Expressionless
A lonely desert
Mask your faces with deep powder
That takes hours to remove
But will make you feel beautiful,
Spread the blush on your cheeks
To help you achieve that 'natural flush',
A dewy glow for late nights,
Coat your eyelashes in dense, vicious mascara
So that your eyes are worth looking at,
And don't dare to forget that eyeliner!
Because without it,
Without any of it,
You're just not good enough,
And there is no way you will be,
So don't question it,
Don't defy it,
Don't resist
Or rebel,
Don't challenge the role that you were born to fill,
Comply with the expectations of society,
Even if you're left unhappy,
Even if you're left thinking you are worth more,
Because in the end,
Who cares what you think?
S o c I e t y determines your fate.
And ladies!
Don't forget your smiles!
Because as long as you look happy,
Nothing else matters

Weak

The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak

How far can you push yourself

To follow the willingness of a spirit

That’s brought down by your own flesh?

Raw, pink flesh that layers the bones

Carnal nature of humankind

You realize how little control you possess

A mess

When you are told that you’re

Weak as a kitten

Or

Weak as a rat

You know that

A chain is only as strong as its weakest link

So you run from that link

You dispose of that link

Unless...

You are that link?

Invisible

Stand behind the crowds,
Unnoticed in the shadows,
Invisible me.

On the Path of Life

On a path to a place I’ve never seen,
I’ve been drawn there as a cruel temptation.
Have I shaken hands with the devil?
Have I been fooled by the warmth of his greeting?

An unwanted cycle of repertoires,
patterns of anger and vicious hate.
Demanding to be heard,
though I am over powered.
Lost in the webs of the past,
torn in the ones of the present.
This dream never fades.

Trying to gain success but falling through the ground.
Finding the real hidden treasures,
the forbidden,
the only strand of hope.
Darkness overcomes me.
Have I lost?

Freedom rings through the harmony of peaceful bells.
My confidence is unable to be destroyed.
On the path of discovering myself,
my purpose,
the meaning of dreams.
I am stronger,
undefeated.
There is hope,
I can see it.

I found the hidden jewels,
the secret is the heart.

Withering Flower

A year without rain
Causes the flowers to die
Withering and fade

The Secret

If you were to know

Could you keep it?
A secret, a crime
No one else must know
The truth is that

Time can only tell
Really if the truth will reach out
Untold horrors that
Should not be seeked because for
Those who speak without thinking

Yesterday will be your last day
Outside you will lay
Unleached secrets can cause disarray

The Unseen Beauty

The heart beat
Through the roots of the world
The canopy sways to the beat of the breeze
Wandering feet trudge the dark carpet like the beat of the drums
This is home.
Home sweet home!


Why Try?

Why do you try blowing smoke up my ass?
The late nights at the office
The secretive phone calls in the walk in closet
Don't pee on my leg and tell me it's raining
You take me for an idiot
But i know well enough
You speak with a forked tongue
You're done
Pack your things and vanish
Disappear into your buried life


We all deserve better

We all deserve better
Stripping away their livelihood and leaving them for dirt
Stop!
Start accepting them
Let the lone wolf join the pack
Stop taking everything in life for granted
With a flicker of light it is all gone
Start appreciating moments that are as small as bed mites
Stop punishing for your own doings
Start accepting that Satan is within you
Start changing for the better.
Stop imprisonment of the innocence
Cages are packed like a farm of sardines
Illness, casualties, horror
Freedom is the key
Wild is the path

Stranger Danger

he is strange
cross eyed
warty nose
TALL
bald
lanky
silver bread
She yells
Her voice croaks
Blood covers the concrete
Jesus save me
I hate you!

Everyday Events

The grass steals
the entertainment
Then spits it back out
I pick up the ball
Slobber coats my hand
Before it is launched
Laughter and barks
of excitment fill the
calm neighbourhood
A little man rolls
like mission impossible
along the dehydrated grass

The Elements

Humans walk the
world
Taking everything for granted
They are all powerful
manipulating us
The earth chokes on the unmoveable
critters
The water explodes and drains
for the into pockets of human beings
The wind croaks as
it fills with global warming
Fire cackles as it
sets a light a house
of an innocent being
They manipulate
us and destroy us
Creating a bad reputation

Victoria Day

Romance fills the air as little rocket ships
are launched into the sky
EXPLODING
Letting the fragile sparks rain down on you
like coloured rain drops

Poem Package - Marco Bellissimo

Honesty

There are things that nobody will tell you,

I will. Not

Tell you lies

There are things that nobody will give you

I could

Try

And imagine a world of truth

Do you believe?

Signs

You had it coming

The ticket well deserved

You thought it was a one way street?

Speeding passed red lights

Tried to cheat the law

You will be pleased to know I stuffed all of your gasoline stained lies into a jar

I ran the jar over with your car

Parenting

Go

Even though you are helpless

Against your malleus dreams

That whisper into your ear

Leave with what paint I have given you

A blank canvass awaits

Paintbrushes are hard to come by

Young hands will suffice

Blue and pink

Red and black

Green and brown

The colors of action and inaction

No matter your creation

I will cheer for the painter

A Dime A Rhyme

Mirror mirror

In the stall

Should I go to the mall?

From what I’ve heard

It’ll be a ball

But yeah, I know, its only Yorkdale after all

I could take the bus

And sit near an exit door

I’ll shove all paranoia into my mental drawer

My parents will worry

They’ll wait by the phone

No matter how long it takes for me to come home

My time is up

I hear an impatient tap

I wish I really had a thinking cap

I guess I’ll just go home

And read some lame rhyming poetry to my sister

Dead Flames

Burn it all down

Let it smoulder

You ignited a hate

Sparked an urge

We were coals to the fire

Wind to the flame

The napalm engulfed us

Nothing safe from the inferno

The searing pain ate at us

All emotion dry

Fumes in the vista

Fogging up the future

You simmered

I broiled

The heat was too much

The blaze lunged at us

Our flares used to dance in the sky

Lighting up the darkness

We are charcoal now

Scorched

Memories

I can still hear

The voices of the lane where I was born

My grandfather calling me in from the rain

The scream of liberty overpowering him

Listen

I am a choir of voices

Tearing a hole in the flesh of the sky

Embracing the howl of the stars

Anchors fall from the heavens

Latching faith with reality

I hunger for those familiar smiles

I cry an unknown ocean of sadness

The ocean has now watered the garden

Giving life to sprouting trees

Life where the once was none

We are together

Alive

A Mirror Reflection! By: Amanda Cave

Intoxicating beauty upon one's face
a light pale face in the mere sunlight
lively and upbeat laughter
in one blissful, merry smile
nothng but a mirror-like image
of a
perfect woman