Tonight we all decided to take a field trip and have our meeting at Cafe du Soleil, which was so fun. After checking in and sharing some nibbles, we decided to dive in and start writing.

For our writing exercises we collectively start with a prompt, and it’s always so interesting to see how varied the pieces are that come from one or two simple words. Here’s one of mine from tonight:

Prompt: “Missed”

The rain carved small rivers down the thin window pane. Past the drips and streams, the sky was a wash of piercing gray. Hard on my eyes, it was much easier to stare at the clever waterways and patterns in the foreground. I wondered if each of those droplets poured down anxious for its destination; determined on its journey: a solo dive, its only mission to soak. Knowing once it melds with another, their power together is greater than one. United they are a force to be reckoned with, and the more they join forces, the more unstoppable they become.

Breaking my daze, I hear a low thunder rumble. I let go of the intricate maps I’ve been memorizing on the window pane and take a sip of my tea.

The one thing I know for sure: you are missed.

If you want to read a few more of mine, I’ve published them on my blog. Many of the youth will type up & publish what they wrote under their profiles, too! Stay tuned by subscribing to our RSS feed.

Also, if you’re ever looking for writing prompts for your own creative writing, check out @dailywrite & @writingprompt on Twitter… and follow @bamboozledyouth while you’re at it!

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Haikus by BAM author, Alex

stoney gift of life
moody teenager on drugs
old people are cool

sweating between sheets.
spent breath and a ceaseless love.
nine months of torture.

white lights, satellites.
a wash of spirit to earth.
beginning of time.

the big bang theory,
if that was the case, I guess
we could just be dust.

Haikus by BAM author, Leo

The world moves alone
perceives things as consequence
what creates human?

Life defeated life.
Things go as called destiny
but nothing was planned.

Haikus by Willo (Adult Youth Facilitator)

Surprise! Water broke.
Rushed screaming pain, it’s coming.
Worth every push.

Sexy time, low light.
Condom breaks, unknowingly.
Strong swimmers make life.

Owl dies peacefully.
Reincarnation, yo.
I am here to hoot & holler.

Dinosaurs roam earth.
Humans appear. Idiots.
Ooh, ooh, monkey sex.

Haiku by Kate (Adult Editor/Co-Facilitator)

irish catholics breed
a thousand freckles, and i
sprung from brown eyed girl

Mia was here, but didn’t want to post hers. Natalie & Maggie were also here, but they left early.

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Are you a San Francisco High School student who likes to write? Are you, or someone you know, a talented teen artist who deserves to be recognized? Come to our Recruitment Night Open House!

Wednesday, June 17, 2009 from 6:00pm – 8:00pm
Sunset Neighborhood Beacon Center
3925 Noriega St (at 46th Ave)
San Francisco, CA

A number us are leaving for college soon, we are looking for new blood, preferably freshmen or sophomores. If you are interested in creative and/or critical writing, come to our recruitment night and show us your face!

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You can read more about what it means to be a Bamboozled author on our Authors Wanted page, but feel free to leave a comment here or contact us via email if you have any questions. We hope to see or hear from you soon!

Prefer black and white drawings using ink pens, but also use colors from Japanese comic pens. Favorite themes: tragic stuff and violence. Favorite artists: CLAMP, Monet, Guayasamin……..

Here’s a fun photo we took with Willo’s iPhone:

It basically snaps 4 quick photos, so we just did it around the room right in the moment!

If you have an iPhone, you can download this app here: QuadCam

How are you all doing today?