We are the dreamers,
writing from Nashville, Tennessee,
sharing our dreams with the world,
through our poems, through our words.

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

What About Dreams by Rakyia

You can dream;
you can fall,
but your dream
can become a big dream.

If you do not dream,
you need to start to dream.
It will come in life.

If you do not believe me,
ask your heart,
and I know it will say
yes.

Friday, May 10, 2013

My Dream Is Me by Patricia

My dream is me;
it’s what I want to be.
It’s everything I believe in;
it’s what I love.

My dream is me;
it’s what I want to do,
for me not for you.
This is true.

My dream is up to me,
So you do you and I’ll do me.
this will always be my dream.

My dream is all about me,
and it’s what I want to do for all my life.

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Glorious Light by Amanuel

The Dream is the future of humanity.  
It will be the road to sanity.
The blind can see the dream,
for their eyes will redeem,
thanks to my dream.  


The Dream will sing  
like the shine of a diamond ring.
The Dream shines such a glorious light
that those who can see lose their sight.


The Dream is the lead of technology,
the lead of psychology.
The Dream is the lead to success,
the end of political mess.  


The Dream will make the dead  
see the end of dread.
The Dream will put on a beautiful smile
 that shines more than a mile.


The Dream will be never ending,
more likely beginning,
like an eagle soaring
and a lion roaring.


Other dreams that are hated
will be baited.
Other dreams that are praised
will get a chance to let the dead be raised.


The Dream will send haters
to the moon’s craters.
The haters will soar high
with a dreadful and hateful tie.


The Dream will be spoken in Tennessee,
spoken in Tallahassee,
spoken in Kentucky,
spoken so much people aren’t so sucky.  


The Dream that is supposed to shine,
yes, that same dream, is mine.

Just Like Me by Chianna

My dream is me.
My dream is just for me.
My dream is sweet, 
just like me.

My dream is a precious dream.
My dream is meant to be.
My dream is the world
to me.

My dream is beautiful.
My dream is awesome to me.

Therefore, I will always dream
the one and only dream.

Love by Jaylen

My mother is a god.
She is beautiful.
I love her so much.
I love my family, too.
My grandma, my mom, and my sister
I love the most.
Our hearts whisper to one another
everytime we are near.


I love when
I hang out with them;
I feel so love.
When they are proud of me,
I feel so happy.
One of my dreams is to cure nickel.
If I accomplish this dream,
which I know I will,
they will be super proud of me.


I am going to explain
what nickle is, 
so listen up.
I was born with nickel
and did not know it, 
but when I came to TN,
I started getting bumps.
So my mom took me to the doctor;
they said that I had nickel.
I am alergic to things that grow from the ground
and metal.

I'm a Fifth Grader Dreamer by Kimberly

I am a fifth grader
that will not joke her dream.
I am a fifth grader
that will not lose her game.
I am a fifth grader
whose dream is like an ocean wave.

I am a dreamer
that wants to keep dreaming
and reach my most important dream.
I am a dreamer
that will care about her dream.

I am a fifth grade dreamer  
that will not give up on her dream.

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

What Are Dreams? by Jordan

Dreams, Dreams,
what are dreams to me?
They shower me with victory,
and wish me good luck while
I’m on my way to being successful
in life.

Dreams to me walk me down the right path
to a great successful college, 
that gives me more knowledge and experience.

Dreams lead you on the path to success,
and to a good education.
And not to a bad place where some people don’t care.
But I can tell you right now, 
don’t follow bad kids just because they act cool
and wear cool clothes.
Follow your heart and make your dreams come true,
because dreams are a good thing to think about in middle school.

And if you work hard and make good choices,
your dreams will come true.

I promise you that if you study and listen in class,
those dreams will finally become a reality and not
just a dream.

Dreams are important to me,
because I don’t hang out with the wrong crowd.
You’re going to make your dreams come true.
To teachers and parents, 
you have taught and raised me the best that you could,
so now let me prove to you that my dreams will come true.

So when you get home,
ask your parents if they
ever had a dream when they were little.
And maybe their dream came true,
just by having you,
and having a family with you in it.

Dreams, Dreams,
that is my dream.