Darkest Time--a poem

Hey all! I know, long time no posts, but I'm in a show of current, and between that and homework I've little time for blogging...speaking of homework, here's a piece I wrote for an English project--it is based off the book Milkweed , by Jerry Spinelli , and is a letter in poem format to the main character, Misha.

Darkest Time

Tess Klingele

To Misha:

I looked upon the darkest time

Saw nothing of the light

All was hard and gray and cold

Peace called for a brutal fight.

Rainbow red

Made of bloodshed

And bombs of orange and yellow

Green a military suit

And blue the frozen fellow

From indigo and violet shown

Dark flowers by a grave

But you recolored my rainbow

And blossoming from ignorance

Bloomed the hope you gave.

When I looked upon the streets

I saw the Jackboot’s blade

Harsh, taunting, sharp and cruel

Yet you’d turned hate to a parade.

Child through your eyes I’ve seen

For you have shown me this

Don’t ever grow up too soon

For ignorance is bliss.