Poetry

Muscles, a Fish

Self Portrait by James Griffen © 2012

there’s always a wrinkle in water
flashing dashing round and round
hopes of friendship like colored flakes
r g y g b
 e r  e  r  r
  d e  l   e  o
      e  l   y w
       n  o      n
             w

he sees this as another day of social studies
I see him as another friend
one I hope will last forever
a fish is a fish no matter if it’s loved
or not

our friends have left us wondering
how life will turn out after
the ones
you left
are gone

Erez is a ten-year-old student in C. W. Henry’s 4th grade GS program. He loves to play golf (when it’s warmer), and made the Roxborough Y swim team. Erez lives mostly with his mom, but he writes poetry with his dad. He has a four-year-old sister, Rebecca.

It’s a Wonderful Half-Life

I live a half-life,
Full of half-baked things.
Half-friends, half-dreams, and half-songs to sing.
Half-formed goals for a half-planned tomorrow.
Half-done coping for half-felt sorrow. 

The half-lived life, some think is insane.
With half-happy joy and half-seething pain.
But when life keeps threatening and belittling you,
You find it much easier just to cut it in two. 

Connor Healy is in the twelfth grade and he enjoys writing poetry. He lives in Medford, NJ, with his little brother and two little sisters. In his spare time, Connor also enjoys riding his bike and acting in musical theatre shows.

I Wish

Um, excuse me, sir,
Could you please stop the world now?
I’d like to get off.

Connor Healy is in the twelfth grade and enjoys writing poetry. He lives in Medford, NJ with his little brother and two little sisters. In his spare time, Connor also enjoys riding his bike and acting in musical theatre shows.

The Election of 2016

The year in question is twenty sixteen.
The problem is with whom was elected.
Despite all the opposing party did,
their candidate was rejected.

The system needed people to vote,
to cast a ballot in every state.
The results justified the actions:
Such acts of terror and hate.

Julia Carrigan is a 14-year old freshman at George School in Newtown, Pennsylvania. She lives and breathes the musical Hamilton. With whatever little time there is left, Julia likes to read, act, and write.

Ocean

Stranded in the ocean
And she can’t even breathe.
The waves are pounding,
It’s hard to see.
She’s trying so hard to stay afloat,
Hoping she will spot a boat. 

After a while, she gives in
And the water washes away her sin.
Her eyes flutter, shut, and her
Lungs begin to burn.
The farther down she sinks
Her mind begins to burn. 

Karly Smith is a junior in high school and aspires to be a bestselling author when she grows up. When she is not writing, she is drawing to fill up her free time.

Sow What You Reap

We don’t stare into the void
So we can learn from it.
We stare into the void
So we can learn to live with it.

We don’t lose things
To learn their true value.
We lose things so we know that
They never mattered in the first place.

We don’t create meaning in our lives
To give our actions purpose.

We create the illusion of meaning
So our actions can be validated.

Connor Healy is in the twelfth grade and enjoys writing poetry. He lives in Medford, NJ with his little brother and two little sisters. In his spare time, Connor also enjoys riding his bike and acting in musical theatre shows.

I Am From

I am from where family and friends
are free to have freedom. I am from a
mother of five. I am
Latin and am used to saying
te amo for what could be the last time.
I am from a place where I cry my ass off for
my father who is not coming back.
I am from a place where I lived
house to house and school to school.
I am from a place where things
can come true.

Dillianni Soto is 14 and in the eighth grade at Feltonville Arts and Sciences. Her favorite subject is Math, but her favorite hobby is writing. Dilli likes to write because it gets things off of her mind.

I Am From

I am from food that tastes like heaven. From
family that is far away. I am from quiet streets.
From Prince Pizza. I am from English turned
Spanish. I am from constant fighting. From fear of
my family breaking up. I am from fake friends &
no ends. I am from two sisters I can count on
in life. I am from a father I barely knew.
From a mother who drank her life away, but doesn’t
anymore. I am from two years of my life, sleeping
with a mask so I won’t slip into an eternal
sleep.

Kayla Rodriguez is 14 and in the 8th grade at Feltonville Arts and Sciences in North Philly. Her favorite subject is Science, and she likes to sleep in her free time. 

Hands

Are supposed to be of warmth,
Of comfort,
Of trust.

Like houses made for the heart of loved ones,
Whether hard and calloused,
Or soft and gentle,
They hold on for that sweet embrace.

Hands are supposed to be of safety,
Of faith,
Of hope.

Kristen Bui is a senior at Franklin Towne Charter School. Her dream is to one day become a professional writer, specifically for DC Comics. Reading and writing are her favorite hobbies, however, nothing touches her heart like a big, hot bowl of ramen noodles.

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