Barefoot on the grass Soil blooms with tender shoots Buds turn to flowers Everything is sunshine and Earth has never looked so green
Posts tagged as “poem”
Water at Night
By ALICE BURKE on May 2021
Starlight reflected on the dark lake’s still surface water calm, waiting I fear to look in the lake― Will my own image stare back?
Nostalgia
By LAURA MEAD on May 2021
Nostalgia is strange The past won’t ever change I see my happiness, my pain I see my laughter and as I gain Confidence I’m learning…
Avian Reminiscence
By LOUISA MILLER-OUT on May 2021
Remember this apocalyptic day When acid rain laid mighty creatures prone The brand-new serpent casts its skin away They watched as twilight ripped the…
Ciucarun
By LOUISA MILLER-OUT on April 2021
The tower stands deserted It looms over the plains Where once there was a village Nothing but this remains A mute, imposing monolith With lonely…
Satisfied
By ANNA WESTWIG on April 2021
Wake up, all froth and sea foam, and scrawny dreams. You swear your blood is crystallizing; from the pattering leaf-shade, watch the lift of seven…
Questions
By LILY GROVER on April 2021
Why is it that nature Is so inspiring? That when I hear a bird chirp I want to sing along and Flit from my world…
Discordia
By LOUISA MILLER-OUT on April 2021
Te extraño más que nunca Sin que yo sepa por qué Has salido en la noche Y mi corazón se fue My entire persona was…
Lifeboat
By LOUISA MILLER-OUT on March 2021
Sitting there One small ship Lost at sea Lonely air Till you sat Next to me Anywhere That you are I will be
c r u m b l i n g
By ALICE BURKE on March 2021
i feel like i’m a spring wound too tight i’m always sprinting but never move so close to just falling to pieces
Judith Slaying Holofernes
By RAIA GUTMAN on March 2021
How had he wronged you? Had he spilt your blood or the blood of your sister with that same sword? How heavy and strong was…
Nonets
By RAIA GUTMAN on February 2021
I: Transcendental Above the forest floor, see the trees. The trees, under a clouded sky, Stretching like hands, stretching toward What to them is so…
Santo Stefano
By LOUISA MILLER-OUT on February 2021
They watched us from the central tower We crept, for fear of being caught But now the cries of battle Drown out our secret plot…
Wrapped Gut
By ZEKE LAWRENCE on February 2021
I listen to music, alone in my room, Waiting for my thoughts to bloom. It’s from the Renaissance, And I know what you’ll assume: This…
Pictures of Dreams
By LILY GROVER on February 2021
I can spin With my feet on the ground My head in the sky And I feel like I am falling Tumbling down Without moving.…
Silvae Solae
By LOUISA MILLER-OUT on December 2020
I remember what I uttered On that evening in the garden When the moon shone bright as ever When the roses turned to stone …
Dear Lover
By RAIA GUTMAN on December 2020
On the twelfth of December, It will have been eight months. I ceased more than I started eight months ago — Stopped pretending I don’t…
Out at the Edge
By LILY GROVER on December 2020
Out at the edge, Where the stars barely shine, Some say there’s a door. I have heard of a door, One that’s not quite…
Broken Heart, Heartbroken
By LOUISA MILLER-OUT on November 2020
Dust to ash and ash to dust Rust to heart and heart to rust Lust to lies and lies to lust Must you go? Yes,…
Ode to Hybrid Learning
By RAIA GUTMAN on November 2020
Thanks to you, streetlamp, I see the yellows and reds of autumn. On my way to school, the halls are quiet But for the buckling,…
Ode to the Dot above the “i”
By ANNA WESTWIG on November 2020
You lonesome ellipsis, the alphabet’s first foundling, gape like opened veins in grey water. You afterthought, you dreaming balloon, scatter like radiation on the page. …