Poetry

The Girl on the Rocks: A Tanka

The waves meet the rocks.
They are glistening brightly
As they crash to shore, 
Narrowly missing the girl
As she leaps from stone to stone.

Laxmi McCulloch is 11 years old and in sixth grade at the Meadowbrook School. She lives in Elkins Park with her sister, brother, mom, dad, and two cats. Reading and writing are two things that she is passionate about. Laxmi loves writing short stories and poetry, and reads mystery books to see if she can figure out the mystery before the characters in the book do. Laxmi is also a student at the Abington Art Center’s “Writing Fairy Tales, Sci-Fi, & More Workshop,” taught by Nancy Kotkin.

Dog Cat

Dog
Sweet, Loyal
Barking, Jumping, Chasing
Licks your face, Leaps from place to place
Purring, Sniffing, Nudging
Quiet, Graceful
Cat

Annalise N. Stevens is a sixth grader at The Waldorf School of Philadelphia. Besides writing, she also enjoys reading and musical theater.

Soon

The wind blew, making the water ripple as her hair whipped her face. She watched as the water slowly engulfed the sun as it dipped below the clouds, now yellows and purples and all different shades of orange and pink. She sat still on the moss-coated rock as darkness fell around her. The sun, no longer visible, was much like the world around her, she thought to herself. Beautiful, but the water, as it reached for the last part of the sun in sight, was just like pollution.

Chaundra Furin-Campbell is a sixth grader at Masterman Middle School.

Where Dreamers Go

I close my eyes and envision
Looking past the world’s opinions and superstitions
Letting the sky embrace me
My soul joining the stars and flying free
I’ve always been a dreamer
Thinking of wizards, dragons, kings and queens
Imagining potions, beasts, thrones and castles 
Magic like you’ve never seen
I fantasize a world of beauty, gardens bright and lush
Friends pick and gather without a fuss
Where dear old neighbors put aside opposition and join hands
Wh

Suaad Dorsey is a 13-year-old from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. She’s always had a passion for words, hence her reason for joining the writing program at her school, String Theory Performing Arts Charter School. Suaad spends most of her time developing stories with her several talented friends from school and her after-school program Mighty Writers. When she isn’t writing, she’s indulging in the fabulous work of John Green, her favorite author. Suaad’s mission is to not only be known for her work, but to also benefit other lives because of it.

Free Girl

Bright spirit
Strong mind
Graceful and elegant
Colorful and shy
Yet open and proud
She’s beautiful
She flies

Juwaireyah Dorsey is in the fifth grade at Universal Institute Charter School in Philadelphia. She writes poetry, short stories, essays and plays. Her favorite subjects in school are science and math, she loves shoes, and her favorite color is baby blue. She likes to hang out with her family and play with her baby sister, Jennah.

Free Girl

Bright spirit

Strong mind

Graceful and elegant

Colorful and shy

Yet open and proud

She’s beautiful

She flies

Juwaireyah Dorsey is in the fifth grade at Universal Institute Charter School in Philadelphia. She writes poetry, short stories, essays and plays. Her favorite subjects in school are science and math, she loves shoes, and her favorite color is baby blue. She likes to hang out with her family and play with her baby sister, Jennah.

Shower

The towel slips off, falling to the ground, and with it falls the composure of a well-rounded girl.
My hand grasps the shower handle, turning it up, up, up. I want to burn off the façade.
The façade of a person who knows what they’re doing, who rarely has bad days, who has their shit together.
I step in, the tile floor threatening to pull me in like quicksand. The water rushes over me, tiny bullets piercing my skin.

Worthless. Disappointment. Failure.

Eden loves to write poetry and read vivaciously in her free time. She is currently working on a short story, as well as a plethora of poems. Music is her inspiration, and she often expresses a hidden side of herself through her writing. She lives with her family and huge, loveable dog in Havertown, Pennsylvania.

Denning

No service.
No make-up.
Lips, chapped and pale
in an expanse of tanning skin.
Ears tilted like an elf’s.

Hands built to wrap around
a guitar’s neck—
to wrap around your neck.
Arms built to hang onto bodies,
laughter falling from mouths.

The dark opening
of the forests’ jaws,
tumbling forward,
leaning backwards,
making small talk
perched upon hips.

Every door,
every window,
open.

Burgundy blanket.
Burgundy cup.

Blue eyes,
blonde hair.

Francesca Wilkin is 17 years old and a junior at Harriton High School in Rosemont, PA. She have been writing for most of her life but only in 9th grade did she start writing poetry. This is her first published piece.

Communal Pen Friend

Part I.

Francesca Wilkin is 17 years old and a junior at Harriton High School in Rosemont, PA. She have been writing for most of her life but only in 9th grade did she start writing poetry. This is her first published piece.

So Tight, So Right

You were right
for holding onto me so tight.

Wouldn’t let me leave

unless I had long sleeves

You cooked me food
and made sure I ate good

Told me about my sister’s past
Since I am the last

You were right
for holding onto me so tight.

Told me about the boys

who treat girls like toys

Didn’t want me to do bad in school

so I won’t be a fool

You’ve done your job well
I’ve grown up to be swell

You were right

for holding onto me so tight.


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