Poetry Archives - Page 4 of 8

View:

Gas Mask, a poem by Madi Frank, 11

by Stone Soup Editors

Published August 2, 2020

Gas Mask Madi Frank, 11 One last breath Take it in One last moment Life flashes by Never going to see the light Break the silence Shrieks for their life Put it down Never going...

The End of The World, a poem by Lucas Lin, 11

by Stone Soup Editors

Published July 31, 2020

The End of The World Lucas Lin, 11 When the world ends, what shall I do? Go to hell? No, thank you. I have more things to do than think about death But the topic...

Fighter, a poem by Olivia Wang, 10

by Stone Soup Editors

Published July 30, 2020

Anxiety, a poem by Eleanor Levy, 8

by Stone Soup Editors

Published July 28, 2020

Anxiety Eleanor Levy, 8 Unleashing anxiety Nervous feelings consume me Shivering feelings through my body Extra worried now Tremendous fear Traumatizing state of being Lurking pain In shock about what’s happening Nice feelings shattered away...

Static, a poem by Callum Hicks, 12

by Stone Soup Editors

Published July 13, 2020

Static Callum Hicks, 12 The electric blue buzz of the computer screens. The soft hum of the machines keeping us alive. An evil cackle of a monster behind me, casting a shadow on the cold...

Outside My Window, a poem by Prisha Aswal, 7

by Stone Soup Editors

Published July 10, 2020

Outside My Window Prisha Aswal, 7 Outside my window, Are trees, And bees. No one is out, Because of coronavirus disease. No crowds, But clouds, And a big black dog I see. I miss what...

We Can’t Breathe, a poem by Raeha Khazanchi, 11

by Stone Soup Editors

Published July 8, 2020

Fish, some thoughts on COVID-19 and school by Matilda Glascott, 6

by Stone Soup Editors

Published July 3, 2020

Fish Matilda Glascott, 6 Being at home is no fun I'd much rather be at school I bet the fish are already in one Fish are pretty cool. Fish get to eat yummy things. Fish...

Going to the Beach, a poem by Katie Yang, 11

by Stone Soup Editors

Published July 2, 2020

Going to the Beach Katie Yang, 11 YESTERDAY Beautiful day. I went to the beach. The beach is beautiful too. Shining brightly like it has just won a million dollars. Shining brightly...

Pasta Sandwiches in Quarantine, a prose poem by Adrianna Ho, 8

by Stone Soup Editors

Published July 1, 2020

Pasta Sandwiches in Quarantine Adrianna Ho, 8 1. In quarantine I missed my uncle’s wedding because it was cancelled in May, and Take Your Child to Work Day: I was going to meet my mom’s...

Gas Mask, a poem by Madi Frank, 11

Post Published August 2, 2020 by Stone Soup Editors

Gas Mask Madi Frank, 11 One last breath Take it in One last moment Life flashes by Never going to see the light Break the silence Shrieks for their life Put it down Never going back I can’t breathe Smoke fills the air You can’t see the light Will it ever end? Face full of fog Can’t see anything Dizzy Light headed One Two Three Gone

The End of The World, a poem by Lucas Lin, 11

Post Published July 31, 2020 by Stone Soup Editors

The End of The World Lucas Lin, 11 When the world ends, what shall I do? Go to hell? No, thank you. I have more things to do than think about death But the topic always comes to my mind It will happen some time or another What will I do when I am about to be gone? Hiding under the bed won't help at all. When the world ends, what shall I do?

Fighter, a poem by Olivia Wang, 10

Post Published July 30, 2020 by Stone Soup Editors

Fighter Olivia Wang, 10 The bright sun rays fade, The monster comes to infect. Like the air before a storm, Turbulent in its silence. The darkness comes to raid, The healthcare fighters come to protect. No sound comes alive, Nor looks or their shadows. No hints, or clues, That something would happen tonight. The evil shadow counts: Three, two, one, ready or not, here I come!

Anxiety, a poem by Eleanor Levy, 8

Post Published July 28, 2020 by Stone Soup Editors

Static, a poem by Callum Hicks, 12

Post Published July 13, 2020 by Stone Soup Editors

Static Callum Hicks, 12 The electric blue buzz of the computer screens. The soft hum of the machines keeping us alive. An evil cackle of a monster behind me, casting a shadow on the cold concrete. Snap. My legs break in half like breadsticks. The masks I am wearing. They let me breathe. Living history as if it’s some sort of consolation. The shrill voices. Crackle.

Outside My Window, a poem by Prisha Aswal, 7

Post Published July 10, 2020 by Stone Soup Editors

Outside My Window Prisha Aswal, 7 Outside my window, Are trees, And bees. No one is out, Because of coronavirus disease. No crowds, But clouds, And a big black dog I see. I miss what this place used to be. Look far away there is a house, From over here, it looks like a mouse. My other window has a different view, Squirrels running over the fence! Phew.

We Can’t Breathe, a poem by Raeha Khazanchi, 11

Post Published July 8, 2020 by Stone Soup Editors

We Can't Breathe Raeha Khazanchi, 11 We can’t breathe Why can’t we breathe? Because he can’t breathe Why can’t he breathe? Because his breath was stolen from his body We are not treated equally Why are we not treated equally? Because he was not treated equally Why was he not treated equally?

Fish, some thoughts on COVID-19 and school by Matilda Glascott, 6

Post Published July 3, 2020 by Stone Soup Editors

Fish Matilda Glascott, 6 Being at home is no fun I'd much rather be at school I bet the fish are already in one Fish are pretty cool. Fish get to eat yummy things. Fish get to go to the pool. I wish I was a fish. I wish I could go to school.

Going to the Beach, a poem by Katie Yang, 11

Post Published July 2, 2020 by Stone Soup Editors

Going to the Beach Katie Yang, 11 YESTERDAY Beautiful day. I went to the beach. The beach is beautiful too. Shining brightly like it has just won a million dollars. Shining brightly over everyone at the beach Like it is the luckiest sun in the world.

Pasta Sandwiches in Quarantine, a prose poem by Adrianna Ho, 8

Post Published July 1, 2020 by Stone Soup Editors

Pasta Sandwiches in Quarantine Adrianna Ho, 8 1. In quarantine I missed my uncle’s wedding because it was cancelled in May, and Take Your Child to Work Day: I was going to meet my mom’s coworkers and friends and join her meetings. I missed Field Day with games, and May Day with carnival games. Mr. C.

Subscribe to Our Newsletter