Popcorn in the Gunshot - Original Poem

Popcorn, exploding in the microwave
It makes me jump,
The sound so loud.
It proclaims it is there and demands your attention.

Popcorn, exploding in the microwave
Is not really the issue,
For there is nothing scary about popcorn.
The real issue is what it makes you think of.

Popcorn, exploding in the microwave
Makes me jump high,
And cower to the floor in fear.
This popcorn popping sounds like my nightmares.

Gun shot
*BANG*
Another one
*BANG*

Popcorn, exploding in the microwave.
No one cares about that.
It's the hidden meaning that matters.
The sounds of gunshots echoing in my ears.

~Alyssa Hellenbrand~

Temperamental Waves - Original Poem (3/28/12)

Temperamental waves that wouldn't give,
That was the death of me,
Yet how did I come to reach this fate?
That only I know.
Yet I am dead and cannot tell,
Not of the smile that caught my eye,
You'll never know of the hands I loved to hold.
Never will you understand my pain when that smile left,
The hands withdrew,
Never to come back to me,
At least not after they touched me one last time,
Shoved me away,
Ment me no harm,
Then I fell off the cliff,
Her fearful wails of despair echoed with me,
Then my body hit the water,
Waves thrashed me to and fro,
My head was thrown against the cliff,
Body gone limp,
I released my hold upon my body,
My mind drifted then left the carcass
Of my body floating,
Dead,
In the temperamental waves.

~Alyssa Hellenbrand~

DNA - Original Poem (Learning Biology in Class, Sorry)

A little twist here,
A double helix there,
Chromosomes everywhere!

No one needs to know of this,
Yet so many can easily learn it,
We are filled with double helix DNA!

~Alyssa Hellenbrand~