Poetry Contest Winners

As promised, the winners, by grade level, of the School Library Month poetry contest.  I had three judges who don't know any of you judge the entries, to keep things totally fair!  They said it was a really tough decision, because so many of you sent in wonderful poems!  Thank you ALL for participating!  Keep watching for more activities each week!

Freshman:
Maddie S.

Lazy

Sitting all day in bed

Not a word floating ‘round in my head

If you expect me to write

You will be waiting all night

A second more and I will be too deep

Sinking in for blessed sleep

Too far gone now to even rhyme 

Ah well, that will have to do 

Sophomore:

Mia O.

Isolation Together

As the months passed and spring grew near

Everyone thought we were in the clear

Flowers blooming left and right

But little did we know there would be a fright

At first we thought it was silly

But that was when the weather was chilly

Life went on at first

But then it got worse

First one country, then two, then three, then four

We didn’t think there would be more

Then five, and six, and seven, and eight

The world had a lot on its plate

“No more school,” Mr. Illiff said

So everyone decided to stay in bed

Weeks passed as online school began

And it was actually a little fun

But as time went on and days passed

I found myself feeling like an outcast

Things were getting lonely

I wanted to be with my friends, if only

The virus wasn’t calming down

And I felt as if I were going to drown

I was stuck inside

Almost if I had to hide

The thing keeping me sane

Texting my friends was the main

We shared a few video calls

As I was trapped within these walls

And after every text

I wondered what would happen next

Would the virus get better or worse?

It felt like we were under a curse

But I pushed those thoughts away

As I sat down to pray

When I was done I grabbed my phone

And I saw school continued to be postponed

But I knew it was for the best

As I decided to get some rest

I felt as light as a feather

Because I knew me and my friends were in isolation together

Junior:

Catey B.

The Rainstorm Prayer

The rain begins to fall

And trickle down my skin.

My hair is wet, my face is cold,

And tears well up within.

For I am still a child,

Just barely two or three,

And standing in a rainstorm

Is still too much for me.

But you can hear my cry.

You come swiftly to my aid.

You gently wipe my tears away and whisper,

“Do not be afraid.”

You lift me up, up off the ground

And hold me in your arms.

I hide within your thick, warm coat,

Where I am safe from harm.

But you still stand there in the rain,

Which pours heavily down your face.

You stand there, drenched, but for my sake,

You bear it in my place.

So please forgive my childish tears

For I am weak and small.

And I must rely on your loving care

When the rain begins to fall.

Senior: 

Emily S.

The Writing on the Pavement

As I went a’ wandering

In a lonely state,

I pondered on my walk

My unhappy covid fate.

To be forever stuck

At home with family

Then came upon the sidewalk

A message just for me.

“Forever comes a rainbow”

It said so cheerfully,

“After each and every storm.”

So it read in rainbow hues

With illustrations clear, 

Thus bringing me some happy

Within my gloomy sphere.

This chalky child’s message 

Doth inspire me to write

I set my chalk to pavement

Inspired by the light.

What I wrote, you ask

My answer makes one tear.

On that track, my gothic note,

My words for walkers’ cheer:

“Abandon ye all hope, 

All ye who enter here.”