Attention SHS writers: Publish your poems here for National Poetry Month
Mara Batt, Staff Writer
Creative Writers: Here is a great opportunity: to submit original poems to the Mountaineer for National Poetry Month, which runs through the month of April.
National Poetry Month began in 1996 as a celebration to raise awareness and appreciation of the art of poetry. It is organized by the Academy of American Poets.
Below, you can read your poems and poems submitted by other SHS students. If you would like to participate, send an original poem to [email protected]. We will be adding submissions throughout the entire month.
Don’t miss this unique opportunity to read your work in print.
Andrew Bunker- The Beast
The Beast It was a creature But it was more like a beast It was brightening against a fading sunset, I saw it in the dark hours glittering as if spirits inside of it sat up With the sunlight still at the window the beats was drone, fading, deepening It was closing itself off to the world It was a shutout Already its tail was sealing itself off Fusing itself shut The clock glew green, The...
Andrew Bunker- Ode to Comics
Ode to Comics There are many different comics From Archie to Iron-Man If you like Star Trek, Mad, or super heroes Comics can help you They arenai??i??t just like books You can see the characters You can see the action There is no need to imagine what is happening If you want to see Captain Americaai??i??s shield Hit Red Skulls face you can Or see the Ninja Turtles battle the Shredder There...
Tanajah Rieara- Deep in my Pocket
Ever since Febuary 7th 2001ai??i??.. Where it ALL began We were the next generation to grow up together And then our brothers Itai??i??s been 16 years STRONG And Iai??i??m not stopping now Iai??i??m keeping you foreverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr For as long as I live Youai??i??ll be deep in my pocket Just like a lost pencil in the bottom of my backpack Or the slight smell of pizza...
Amaya Caraballo- Up on the Mountain
Up on this mountain, the great towers of earth Are still purple with the shadows of night Snow covers the very chilled tip Towering the small thin gums of land below High atop the autumn white mountains Paler than loneliness, whiter than my hair. The crisp ice flowers on the snow As we crush them underfoot as we go, The cold clear flowers stand straight, Guarding the mountains whitened...
Luke Socha- Hope
Hope As the train doors opened and the parade of people pushed out, she thought she saw his face. She thought that two hours ago as well. As more and more trains left, so did her spirit. She waited and expected and wished and believed and finally, waited some more. As the last trains came by, she turned to trudge up the concrete stairs. Heels clicking on the cold ground, red dress...
Katie Wheeler- Fairytale
You stop You think Should you do this? Should you try? It will never happen. Look over there, They're perfect together You pause, Your friends try to distract you. They know........ Not tough You're emotionally broken Youai??i??ve never felt happiness. You were scared Could you take it? Could you take that pain? That change Will you not be you. Or will your thoughts...
Ayomiro Aderin- Sonnet 6: An Unknown Lover
Sonnet 6: An Unknown Lover Shall I compare thee to the winter's night? For its purity and beauty are seen. Your beauty and your mind are at their height Seizing opportunities to keep keen. Your stroll graces those who look upon it, The incarnate of the virgin goddess. I feel as if Cupid's arrow has hit, It is hard for you to remain modest. I wish I had taken a picture of you That way I can...
Ayomiro Aderin- Sonnet 11: To an Unknown Lover
Sonnet 11: To an Unknown Lover Tonight, the moon shines in honor of you. The crickets in the grass play their love songs. I wouldn't use flattery, it's not true, For me to compliment you, is it wrong? You are an apple to eyes, aesthetic You truly are the offspring of Venus. There's no need for anything cosmetic. There is nothing that can come between us. Your lips are purest, your love is...
Ayomiro Aderin- Sonnet 28: Calypso
Sonnet 28: Calypso To the daughter of the Titan of old, Whose least deserving of her punishment: An island with vacancy that leaves her cold, And whose duty is to provide treatment. For years, heroes of the past came and left, But there was no permanent resident. Both healthy and hurt, she had many guests. However, their duty was evident. Even to this day, she is on her isle, Cursing the...
Ayomiro Aderin- Sonnet 21
Sonnet 21: Like the rain, the word "love" means different things. Some treat it with dread: the worst conception. Some are indifferent to what both may bring. A few even follow its direction. The rain enters in drizzle or strong gale. Its pitter-patter helps the restless sleep. It assails its victims: woman or male, yet it coaxes seeds into fruitful leaps. In the same light, love comes softly...
Ayomiro Aderin- Crocodile Hands
Crocodilic Hands As I look upon my reptilian hands, I notice the ice-crusted crevices in between my fingers, My thumb, guiding the rest of my digits, Stagger clumsily amongst the black hills and the snowy terrain. My ice daggers, given to me by the Great Invisible, Stab constantly at the plastic keys on my archaic laptop. My mindai??i??s visions and calligraphy seeping into my fingers, They...
Amaya Caraballo- Ode to Coffee
O sweet coffee, I adore thee, Providing me energy for tough days, I pray we never have to partways. The fragrant scent of roasted beans Fills the air and floods the nose The promise caffeine means A final waking from that morning school doze. Without you Iai??i??d be useless, Lethargic and sedated Cant imagine life without being caffeinated. Body warmer than the caribbean And the great...
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