Poem of the Week: Bismuth and the Stars
The girl with the rainbow hair
Eyes that effortlessly sparkle
She sits alone on the hill after dusk
The sky black as the darkest ink
She waits a minute or two
God flicks paint on his canvas
White blinks of curious stars
Glittering just like her eyes
Once the sky is full of rhinestones
The girl stands up on her delicate feet
Beginning to dance on the soft grass
Her hair streaking color in the night
I watch her from my windowsill
Wishing I was beside her, dancing
Cherishing her with the finest grace
Because she is the purest bismuth
But eventually, the ambiance of the night
Will fade away, along with my Bismuth
The awful sun rises, breaking my heart
Stealing my beautiful gem away
I remained shattered through the day
Longing for her miracle glue
Wanting to gaze upon the elegance
That is her entire being
Even so my broken state, I had hope
I knew she’d be there tonight
Dancing gracefully among the glittering sky
Fixing the broken glass that is my heart
But the hillside was empty and dry
No shine of my glorious Bismuth
Not even a strand of her lovely hair
The stars didn’t show themselves that night
I’m left staring at emptiness
Nothing outside my window
for years on end like marker caps
My world became black and white
-Raymond Yepes
Raymond Yepes is a senior at Olympia High School. One of his passions is creative writing; Raymond is a member of the school's Ursa clubs and publications...