Last month we received original poems from some of our Upper Middle School students and posted a few of them on the blog. Today we have a few more to share with you. Thank you to each of the young people who contributed – we are honored that you have shared your work with us!
911
by Corey Lundeen
I can see a city in misery,
in a blink of an eye,
many die
It is chaos, everyone is screaming and shouting
People are aching all over
everyone is there
crying on a shoulder
The smoke burns your lungs,
the victims just run and run
This can’t be real
it feels like a movie
but then you see your friends
sitting there weeping and weeping
Firefighters working all night and day,
please let some miracles come our way
Let God be with the ones who are lost
Our nation is stronger now,
and I cannot be more proud
to belong here
I love my country, yes I do,
I pledge allegiance to Red, White, Blue.
My Fairy Friend Fanny
An Alliterative poem by Shelby Dorman
I look in a pitiful puddle,
And recognize the reflection.
It’s my old fairy friend Fanny.
She lives in whatever water I see,
And in all my glamorous glass.
My inconceivable imagination wonders,
If my fairy friend Fanny is actually alive.
For at lazy lakes she walks beside me,
We even run races sometimes.
Does she live listlessly, following me?
Or am I foggily following her?
I’ll never understand the marvelous miracles,
That render my reflection so real.
These metaphysical matters are driving me mad.
So I’ll go play pretend with my fairy friend Fanny.
Saltwater
by Reece Keck
A familiar song starts playing as I start a new day
The sun is rising as I'm on my way
The crisp morning air chills me to the bone
But it is no matter I'm here, I'm home
The taste of pepper is on my tongue
The day has only just begun
Waiting in the blistering heat
the truck pulls up and we all greet
Down to the ocean we all go
There's nothing better than this, no
The cooling water is so splendid
The sun sets as this has finally ended.
Tears of Joy
by Kate Bischoff
An ordinary day with
no plot twists
Dreadfully
Boring.
Until, looking out
the foggy window
wiping away the
thin sheet of condensation
Slowly
Dripping.
Rushing out the
front door, laughing as
tears of joy fall
from the heavens
Escaping
Reality.
