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Morning Star Ms.Diana Smith - Faculty Advisor Kayla McCubbin- Literary/Layout Editor Jeff Trask - Art Editor Staff Michele Walloch Brittany Clemens Cait Watkins Kristy Schroeder Melissa McKenna Jessica Zeimet Dan Coffman Thank you to everyone who submitted their cre- ative artwork and writing to this year’s Morning Star. S.C.A.M.P.E.R. PO! Remember by Rachel Sarafin hear some speciainess within ‘Searching ey heart for the gir! Be careful for beauties passed away Teannat remember the love. | know othor ways to make life warm Thai's what you want Beauty would braak I my body was dying | cannot remember the love. My mind is needing unrest Arace to hope, never stopping Every freedom a good-by ‘The feeling never stops Something is dying whilo you love ma The Love of a Husband by dessy Warren ‘As she lay In her bed,she says goodbye to him- “Paring, when I die, live your life for me," says she. fie wort let ber go, her meeds har like his own limb- “if you leave me here, | shall have nothing” says he. Picking a grand wewory from bis eollstions- “Yoor eyes sparkled like heautiful stars,” says he. Responding to the flash of revolentions- “You wore a yoothrul man, sharp as a tack,” says she. Hoping to interrapt his never-ending love- “nee glad and gorgeoous, | now bave nothing.” says she Wishing to wake her realize, be thought her a dove- “Yon took my love from me, and keep it still” says be. ‘Attompting one last tiwe to make her see his pain- “Most | respond to the declining Blade?” asks bi. Realizing that her death would bring him bo good gain “Youre a warvelovs man to be with we,” says she. Down the lark, sirey streets nda he tarvents of pouring an Sis a dingy fle cid top 0 for the fo Soy saa i pchere femes Raum sista the cornse ngsionlss, fan oar fits ding te Band preetes greasy Hues sie ar pes ain clad, gracful figure ‘athe drunks ignore tia interryption ‘fe watlies tie stranger remove tie feed ‘revealing the face of « woman ir Beauriful “ast ati stranger Easy enough to pes af cant vanced, fe the fs ime fis She fesls fis gaze touriis to met se Ayproach one anotier nest in the rete: Dance of Hope by Malante Deencer ala shoe edt see tie dap sais én ere sina iy fas ‘Winkout a word Hy move roger to the heavy wail of che saxophone ges glued tegenier si ls fi ora er He reminds fer-of fer first fove-of fer vere f someting new fin tier eyes 1s fi retry to Bi as she pale on he elo sparing, surony streets sir sae of brian bead ans frome te tele te Ia rie ge Shonen Dreams of Darkness By Shawn Gerard Deep into the Darkness standing tong Fearing as doubt enfalds Wondering when this dream shall end ‘When all within seems lost Loves found within thy eyes Isthis Love or wrath The Dreams of Darkness enfold To thy shall they praise and suffer Tay blessed dominion shall not succumb To the Dreams of Darkness Days of trouble lie within The love is wrath or isi not Only the Darkness tells, Fearing Dreams within my dreams All my days are trances Wondering as I wander Nomore can! see The Dreams of Darkness Enfold Cheering up From the Play by Alex Pehler now know 1 loathe it completely, This song seems to go on and on. The watchers of this play know not the pain- The pain I Feel each time I perform. All except a special one She hears my complaints, Provides a shoulder to cry on Makes me smile after each practice. All this frustration that exhausts me Disappears each time I see her face, She leaves me happy and yearning fo go. Without her I would give up. When I see her face My problems melt away Thoughts of the play are gone- ‘After each hug we share, The reason I stay Is for each hug you give. The way they make me Feel so special Untitled By Erin Bowman is ewurything Its worth fighting for Lene is black and things youd Hice to forget Yeaive gat ancther love and nobody kraes My lonely heart whan you and fore apart ‘You, yourself deserves your ke and affection as much as anybody Hepriness depends upon ourselves My londy har, sto my eight bedroom and comes te sleep aon your pillow Somecoe de wdores you Huts often is confused just Khe me The rea beauty lies in your tert, sca cone There's wo mistaking lowe, Birth of a Genius By: Alicia Hendrix Born into oblivious surrender Forced upon by bones and living flesh: Ascreech. agonized and clear Alburst and light falls on all things And the killer, Death, takes hoki 1 of millions forever silent Now tell me why she died, Her Song By Natalie Liske Left by her friend ta sing alone on the wide-open stage. Like a caricature, she, confused and embarrassed began to sing. The melody, a victory, for what it gained. The words ran an thraugh the beautiful song. A hand full of nates held tang, tong, then rest Notes spaced, with lift and then fall. She knew the right rhythms, So she sang them so freely, was, word for word, the song thal tank the place of a story. And here | picked up on the melody. Then she finds her past | comprehend. Untitled by Amber Sames When di our cheer love reverse? ‘When did love begia to cause you such huriaton? ‘When did youre fre? How long had you tured to another? No matter now I suppose Causing disaster gives you pleasure For your soulthat seems so cold Your attack sent the souls ofa gil to encase themselves in hate | worit ry to console your breaking heart, when you see me fall Instead Il let you watch my dying soul wrought upon the floor ‘Anger possesses me Because | could net stop ry words, god kindly stopped ther for me You will needa hold upon a sefless dead For your torture will bring me pleasure Punishing you will be fun ‘Your soul will soon be full ofholes made by my bitter words Your groans wil piece the heavens ‘But none willbe held in ry heart | will watch your composure fall and you cry But wll keep it private ‘And when lam done Iwill plunge into the waters ‘And the angels wil give me wings ‘Ard the power to say, with love upon ry lips ‘With surety and calmness Obligations of loving you ne longer fall with me BEXCH DREAMS BY: LAUREN ARMSRG cok, AND PADE "NTO DRFAMIAND By NOON UE COLER OF THE AAND IFAS BRETTY AS cote )2OTPGR INTRAUFTS MY TOUCH WITHER ELL TORIES ATT SWE FHL EY CS A AND FOLLe&y Wy FEDTPRINTE AACK FANG, DENT YOU ‘The Cemetery Cognizance By Krista Hemphill You might find it to he quite uausual, To run around inquistively while the bodies below you are no longer alive Thrown in graves tike dolls wich fractured heuds, with a creak and a shove and a bang and a ory Thole family and friends lft them Forever ‘Now, fifty years later I visited this Infected bustal sce Down by the rive past the cement gardens, In the shadowed forest of shadowed thoughts. ‘And Vinstantly perceived The lost memories of the forgotten souls then, their hands reached out to grab me as quickly as people eun from a bomb. Soon the body-chilling stores of the deceased began One advised me to follow my heart, to find crus love. ‘Another warned me noc to die as an unknown, but rather make myself important. ‘A final lonely arm suggested walking to my ovn beat and nest following the cro ‘As | peersd around into each individual face, Darkness and dread crept into my veins ‘And | began co cry as t wondered, Was 1¢ far, was I just, for these people tobe forever haunted by their own regrets, while Others happlly ‘watched from abose, uninowing? Disheartened, 1 slowly sank into the damp ground as | thought. We done i Vive done it stinness ‘arch VanDeCastecle ‘The stitiness covers the air. Mo movement. heard nothing in the past winds ‘nor in the winds arriving. ‘The burning silence no more shail distur the peaceful movement of the drizzling rein. ‘The river rushed, but deestt atin where the pebbies gleam. And overhead the sun rises and paths are lengthened. Water droplets glisten in the sunlight. ‘The silence has gone down, replenished with activity {gave no second glance to the past winds, Instead | Jooked into the winds arriving. The aunlight instructed by Ged heals the silence resting In the alr