Spies are Scared of Turtles

Spies are Scared of Turtles
Current Issue: Winter 2017
Showing posts with label Beatrix Livesey-Stephens. Show all posts
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Headphones


Beatrix Livesey-Stephens, Age 15
St. Leonard’s

My shiny metal case
is encased in soft, sleek white

I unwillingly twist and tangle
like a self-destructive snake

The white shell grows thicker
for the pieces to sink into the dim, crepuscular cave

The most beautiful sounds
are emitted from these shelled pieces

But as they are free from the cave
they, along with my body, are destined to tangle

Until I am choked
and emit my last beautiful sound

Riddle

Beatrix Livesey-Stephens, Age 14
St. Leonard’s School

I can carry out any task imaginable.
My body cannot be broken easily.

My colors can blind anyone who walks to me,
But even they dull over time.

I age just like you,
But I live forever.

If anyone needs me, I rush to their side.
But if they need comfort, I will never be able to understand.

What am I?

(A robot)