Acrobats
by Brittany Y., Spruce Pine, NC
I like to watch the sky
before a storm when the clouds get restless,
and tiny droplets of water grow sleepy
and nod off drowsily on their heavenward perch.
Acrobats, they tumble ...
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Alone
by Marissa C., Lower Gwynedd, PA
Chocolate-covered strawberries,
On the red and white checkered plate.
They lie in isolation,
On an ancient cherry table.
Embroidered cloth napkins, ...
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Animal Antics
by Lindsay B., ShNew City, NY
On those lazy Saturday mornings
When all I want is to eat my cereal in peace
You scamper around the house
Decked out in your penguin pajamas
And your rainbow socks ...
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Balloons
by Christina H., Palo Alto, CA
I bought balloons today
in the rain
Drops plopping
with dedicated rhythm
and metallic twang
The balloons filled the back
of my station wagon
So that I could not
see behind me
Erasing the past
with ephemeral color
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Charles
by Ryan C., Mount Prospect, IL
His name is Paul,
But everyone knows him as Charles.
Why the change?
No one knows.
His hair pours from his head ...
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elegy: the woman in red-orange
by Megan S., Wyckoff, NJ
i believe the house by the railroad
is the loneliest view i have ever seen
and hopper must have been clotted
by tears of bereavement
in the shifting course ...
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Half Full
by Melody S., Santa Cruz, CA
Where does a poem start
In a world that never ceases its dance?
The rain on the tall grass
the geese heading north to unforgotten homes.
Where does the world open up ...
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Moonbath
by Sara F., Ridgewood, NJ
Misty moon
Soaking in a gray
Spongepaint bath of clouds,
The sparkling bubbles
Scatter the sky.
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Mrs. Lewis
by Megan D., Florence, SC
I look for your smile
To reassure me
My fears are all wrong
Once upon a time
I could look into your bright blues ...
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Playing Ropes
by Sara P., Hartland, WI
Clinging to ropes like mischievous monkeys
Slippery hands twisted and tightened
Flipping above just dew-dusted blades
The sun slipped slower that night
Scrunched noses at our childish scheme ...
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Sweep The Masses
by Alex W., Papillion, NE
The field is rushed with fire
As the word chaos is welcomed.
Puddles of blood to clean their feet.
As they walk through the valley of shadows
the screams ring in their ears. ...
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The Antaeus Dream
by Katherine T., Troy, MI
On nights the moon stands
solemn faced and the stars
half-hang, half-float like fireflies
suspended in glowing martyrdom
and the breeze rasps secrets of the ...
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The Art Gallery
by Chris R., Woodbridge, VA
Arising from day-to-day monotony,
commuting in vessels filled with important-looking people.
Starch-pressed pants files tucked under arms. Croft and barrow run amuck.
Herds of umbrellas greeted by the rattling of change
cups and the trash can drums of the street musician ...
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The Flood
by Quincy L., Phoenix, AZ
One drop and the flood begins
... the gritty-fresh smell of rain-kissed city pavement
You chuck fallen oranges at me, as if the quick action will thaw my icicle-bones
As we dodge, unseen, behind houses where tragic children
dream of planned playdates and mini iPods ...
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The Malcontents
by Stephanie L., Plymouth, MA
Bohemian madmen sipping donut-sprinkled coffee,
trapped in the bodies of teenage Catholic schoolgirls.
Kilts, knee socks, navy sweaters, peace & punk rock pins on pouchish-purses.
Heavy heads cramming knowledge, cramping style and clamping explosions, imploding in the process ...
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Virginia Girls
by Samantha C., Charlottesville, VA
We are two women-children
Challenging Southern summers by dreaming away on
The ancientfront porch swing, which creaks
Incessantly,
While we imagine travels ... ...
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You Left Me
by Haley L., Shrewsbury, MA
You left me alone at the card table;
Suddenly huge without my usual opponent
always “losing” to my delight.
The cards were too big -
I couldn’t shuffle them all by myself. ...
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