Seven Hills Review — Shady Characters

Autumn 2004

Dear Self

To myself I cannot lie. There is a truth that I must hide. For overtime, I found this compassion for a love long lost. It was laid to rest along with all my dreams. I saw a ray of hope, but my better did not. Truth be told, it’s probably better left untouched. But tell my soul so, for it feels the need to smother the dead. It pains me to know what I feel is solitary when I fell it could’ve been true. “How long till I’m not just dreaming?” that I’ll never know. When was it lost? Did we take a wrong turn? That left should’ve been a right, but the reverse may be true. For the winding path towards love, is neither straight or through. Give up the faith and lay down by my dreams? Possibly. But let the love and memory go? Never!

Eric Abel
Cincinnati Country Day School

Where I’m From

I am from nirvana
From the loose and intense rhythm
(the harmony—it soothes my soul)
I am from coldplay
From the idle melodies and beats, they soften your heart
I am from Oleander
From the poison so sweet and enticing

I am from the giggles and silly riddles
I am from learning the hard way
the belt and orange plastic sandal
From yes ma’am and ma’am
I am from, I’m on you like white on rice!
Granny’s favorite hidden threat

I am from the critical thinkers
The know-it-alls and smarty-pants
From the great minds and old wives tales
In my mind are these thoughts of a cordial childhood,
and background,
to keep forever tucked safely and tightly with me.

Brittany Barhydt
Hughes Center · Teaching and Technology

SCREEEEEECH!

a long slice follows
people stir from their beds
unaware as to the tragedy ahead

confused, concerned faces everywhere
nobody is sure what happened.
why must I go to the to deck?
I’m nice and warm, thank you very much
lifejacket? why?
this ship is unsinkable

panic ensues on deck an hour later
why are we tilting?
I feel lopsided
my nearly full glass is being emptied
by a slanted deck

people tumbling down
into dark murky frigid waters
unable to hold on any longer.
Plummeting to their premature death.

throngs of victims
flail in the vastness of the
ocean
struggling for
another breath…
a touch of warmth…

Eventually, all is silent
and the underwater grave begins
to fill.

Sara Richart
Cincinnati Hills Christian Academy

Fear

I admire your courage,
How you sneak upon your enemies
And cling to their heart in a vise grip.
How I wish I bared your malicious gaze,
The same gaze you gave to lock them in terror.
And, oh, how you leave them cowering once they are broken!
And how you look upon them without remorse as their soul is scarred.
Oh, but that is not all, is it?
No, even once you're gone a fragment of you remains.
A leech that feeds off of their dilapidated mind.
You grow so deliciously fat and plump
As you slurp up their sentiments that satisfy you so.
Until they are nothing but leftovers after your feast.
Brittany Shepard
Purcell Marian High School

It’s All On You

I’m sitting her so lonely
And I still don’t understand why you treat me so coldly
Then take hold of my hand
I still remember your words
When you said we were through
I still remember it all
And I still think of you
how can things go so great
Then quickly fall apart?
Why did I let you
inside of my heart?
Sometimes at night I cry
And I feel so confused
Try and make sense of this
But I only seem to loose
You need to tell me what’s up
Let me know how you feel
Quit playing these games
just try and keep it real
Cus, you’re still on my mind
Am I still on yours too?
But I’m not making the next move,
This time, it’s all on you.
Ashley Westrich
Taylor High School

The LIE

Told in words with wisdom
Broken easier than the cracking ice under me
Building and tearing down a person
limb by limb promise by promise
Until the ice breaks apart
Peter Williams
Purcell Marian High School
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