Poetry

Summer Venice

Tree branches swinging
Gently on a summer wind
Birds spread their small wings

The water reflects
A beautiful scene for boats
Floating down the stream

The sun shines brightly
Down on passersby smiling
A radiant beam

What a wonderful
Day to be out on a stream
Letting it carry

You to a new place
So you can see the beauty
and wish to be new.

Cory Tucker is 15 years old and is in 10th grade at Father Judge High School, where he wrestles for the Judge team. He is African American and lives in Philly. His hobbies include playing video games, hanging out with friends, eating contests (don’t challenge him; you’ll lose), and reading loads of books.

The Crow

Small outcasts,
on this small evening,
in this summer city.
Rooftops grant the crows,
outcast crows a home.
The crow,
usual times, they crow,
but outcasts back up each other.
They’re not outcasts,
at least not to each other.
They’re brothers,
sisters,
and friends.
The Greatest of friends.
 
The outcast children,
and their parents,
and the parents of theirs,
had been outcasts to everyone else,
ever, ever since.
 
They've been sold, beaten, and outlasted,

Charlie goes to Jenkintown Middle School/High School. He likes to write poems, usually about the world around us and the hardships in history, and short stories about our world, what it could become of, and what has happened to it in the past. 

2013 Elizabeth Graeme Award in Poetry

WINNER: Erin Farrell
, CB East High School
Coarse Heels

The Elizabeth Graeme Fergusson Award in Formal Poetry is presented to a high school student from Montgomery, Bucks, Chester, Delaware, or Philadelphia counties who has submitted the best example of a poem written in form

2013 Poetry WITS Youth Poetry Contest Winners

1-3 GRADE WINNER

Addy Deloffre
, Maple Glen Elementary
Tornado
Here comes the tornado

on quick and speedy legs.
It is fast and never stops.

It is sneaky and ready to catch its prey.

It is running and spinning and never stops
and then it goes away.

1-3 GRADE RUNNER UP

Zachary Porter, 
Plymouth Elementary
The Field
A Dusty, windy
Saturday
Late at night

Fans cheering, bats cracking

Founded and Directed by 2008 Montgomery County Poet Laureate Elizabeth Rivers, the PoetryWITS (Writers in the Schools) Program showcases student writing and encourage poetry teaching. From everyone at PS, Junior, we send our heartiest congratulations to the 2013 Montgomery County Youth Poetry Contest winners!.

Sand Color Shell

Oh shell,
You are the crown of a king
Feeling proud
On the king’s head
Your spikes are pointy
Like grabby starfish hands
Like the color of sand
You look like a sandstorm
Swirling
In action
You have a little opening
That is curled
Like a fruit roll up
Your swirly top is a mountain
You look like a footrest
So comfy
So warm
You’re so many wonderful things
 Which one is your true identity?

Christina lives with her 3 sisters and her dog, Sami. She loves to dance and sing and play soccer and basketball.

The Crayon Box

The sun shines bright
Like a red robin’s feathers.

The grass grows green
Like a wet emerald turtle.

The flowers dance up
Like a pink ballerina.

The bark swirls around
Like a dark silhouette.

The tree buds bloom
Like many speckled stars.

New smells waft
Like a bright paisley pattern.

The equinox arrives
Like a crayon box opening.

Spring.

Kayleigh Zubrod is 10 years old and in 4th grade in Kennett Square.  She loves singing, acting, and of course reading and writing.  Words are a favorite thing-like raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens to her.  When she grows up she would like to be a lawyer or a singer/songwriter.

A World Without Color

What would the world be like without the vivid colors of a summer sunset? What would the world be like without the lush green grass that brushes your ankles on a walk in the rolling meadow? What would the world be like without that big, blue blanket above our head full of puffy, white cotton balls dancing in the wind? What would the world be like?

Meredith Davies is in fourth grade and is the oldest of three girls. Writing and reading are two of her favorite subjects at school. She also participates in Girl Scouts and loves taking ballet, jazz and tap.

Ode to a Kiwi

Kiwi,
sour
but so
sweet.
Rough on
the outside,
smooth
on the
inside.
Up close
you
resemble
a sparkling
emerald.
Far away,
a
hard,
brown,
rock.

Genevieve Bevenour, age 10, is in 4th Grade at the Plymouth Meeting Friends School.

Ode to a Grape

You
smell of
sweet
dreams.
You taste
like
a soft, gentle song.
Up
close
you resemble
a soft
purple
ball.
You dream
of soft
squishy
pillows.
Your
friends call
you
the Purplestar.
You
are
the
grape.

Lily Aparin-Buck age 9, is in 4th Grade at the Plymouth Meeting Friends School.

My Tree

My tree, my tree, I love my tree.
It feels like it is a part of me.
I look at it when I wait for the bus, even if I’m in a rush.
I watched the leaves dive and fall, until there were no leaves at all
Then the branches, covered in snow.  Now, tiny leaf buds, all in row.
It tells me “I’m sprouting, I’m sprouting, Spring is near!  Soon you will see lots of leaves up here.”
My tree, my tree, I love my tree.
It’s like a friend, sharing all the seasons with me.

Connor, age 6, is a kindergartener at Overbrook Preschool and Kindergarten in Philadelphia, PA.   He enjoys being outside in nature, reading, rhyming words, and building Legos.

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