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Apples, a poem by Mason, 9

by Mason Li

Published February 16, 2022

Apples A sweet fruit, round like a ball. Pieces split with a slice of a knife. Pushing and shoving, hands start to reach for the slices. Long after the apples are finished, a slice lies...

I Can Change the World with Hope, a poem by Tanvi, 11

by Stone Soup Editors

Published February 11, 2022

I Can Change the World with Hope Tanvi Padala, 11 I’ve always dreamt of a place Where everyone would treat each other with grace And the planet and countries are managed with care But...

Broken Traffic Light

by Ismini Vasiloglou

Published January 18, 2022

Broken Traffic Light Ismini Vasiloglou, 12 wear your mask wear your mask wear your mask wear your mask wear your mask wear your mask wear your mask wear your mask wear your mask wear your...

A New Christmas Tradition, a poem by Eleanor, 13

by Stone Soup Editors

Published December 3, 2021

Peace, a Poem for our Veterans, by Mason Li

by Mason Li Age 8

Published November 11, 2021

We see the words on veterans’ graves - all powerful, all dark, nothing left, no heart, winners or losers - don’t care - both in the dark. Only left behind are their bodies, filled with...

How Stories Work—Writing Workshop #20: What Is a Poem?

by Stone Soup Editors

Published November 6, 2021

Coronavirus, a poem by Chloe, 9

by Stone Soup Editors

Published October 22, 2021

Tick-tock, tick-tock, the time seems to move like a snail as I wait for the world to move like a cheetah towards the Light Right now, It seems as if night rules the world And...

Three poems by Kai Wells, 12

by Stone Soup Editors

Published September 27, 2021

The Common Worker

by Sofie Dardzinski

Published September 7, 2021

Coming Together

by Sofie Dardzinski

Published September 6, 2021

Apples, a poem by Mason, 9

Post Published February 16, 2022 by Mason Li

Apples A sweet fruit, round like a ball. Pieces split with a slice of a knife. Pushing and shoving, hands start to reach for the slices. Long after the apples are finished, a slice lies forgotten under the table. Entering the room is the family puppy, Sniffing, who munches the unseen slice.

I Can Change the World with Hope, a poem by Tanvi, 11

Post Published February 11, 2022 by Stone Soup Editors

I Can Change the World with Hope Tanvi Padala, 11 I’ve always dreamt of a place Where everyone would treat each other with grace And the planet and countries are managed with care But right now, I wonder if we are in despair We rank each other by our social hierarchy Personal choices aren’t significant in an oligarchy We value a person because of their w...

Broken Traffic Light

Post Published January 18, 2022 by Ismini Vasiloglou

Broken Traffic Light Ismini Vasiloglou, 12 wear your mask wear your mask wear your mask wear your mask wear your mask wear your mask wear your mask wear your mask wear your mask wear your mask wear your I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t run faster run faster run faster run faster run faster run faster run faster run faster...

A New Christmas Tradition, a poem by Eleanor, 13

Post Published December 3, 2021 by Stone Soup Editors

A New Christmas Tradition Eleanor Dagan, 13 Singing, dancing, musical instruments playing, The season of joy, and of red and green Every year at Wes we do a magical Christmas show, the spirit is filled with songs, performances, and instruments blasting through the gym The carols begin, the echoes chime in, the trumpets play and the clarinets follow everything is in sync, everythin...

Peace, a Poem for our Veterans, by Mason Li

Post Age 8 Published November 11, 2021 by Mason Li

We see the words on veterans’ graves - all powerful, all dark, nothing left, no heart, winners or losers - don’t care - both in the dark. Only left behind are their bodies, filled with peace, sadness, and bravery. Try remembering when he or she gave us peace, harmony. For that, we can thank them, but it’s too late. Their hearts cannot be seen.

How Stories Work—Writing Workshop #20: What Is a Poem?

Post Published November 6, 2021 by Stone Soup Editors

An update from our twentieth Writing Workshop with Conner Bassett A summary of the workshop held on Saturday November 6, plus some of the output published below After receiving feedback about what students would like to focus on, this week we held workshop on the anatomy of a poem, asking ourselves "What exactly is a poem?".

Coronavirus, a poem by Chloe, 9

Post Published October 22, 2021 by Stone Soup Editors

Tick-tock, tick-tock, the time seems to move like a snail as I wait for the world to move like a cheetah towards the Light Right now, It seems as if night rules the world And burns everyone’s Candle inside of them Everyday, I watch as the light of the sun rises And falls, And it can’t Get Up I try to lift up my heart for The sun But it’s like there is a spell On my heart ...

Three poems by Kai Wells, 12

Post Published September 27, 2021 by Stone Soup Editors

Black God created us hoping we would be equal Not knowing that some would be treated differently Killed Murdered Shot Black You turn on the news and someone was killed... AGAIN Police offering us to God as if we are chocolate Our voices shut down before they can be heard Say their names They all matter Black Lives Matter Trayvon Martin Tamir Rice George Floyd Phillip ...

The Common Worker

Post Published September 7, 2021 by Sofie Dardzinski

The common worker, Coal miner, stockyard worker, bricklayer, steel worker, table waiter, grocer, Fight for their share of their chance of a dream. When they work long hours, Dawn to dusk in the unjust surrounding of the city, They come to work and provide, Deserving the pay that comes handed over reluctantly, In an environment where they cannot rise up.

Coming Together

Post Published September 6, 2021 by Sofie Dardzinski

The isolating, eternal chaser, A monotonous virus alarming our world Broke delicate bonds, Relations and connections lost in a dark standstill. The caution we evolved to have, Flexing and bending like a field of wheat in the meandering wind, Adapting and upending the world to a lively place, Protecting us from what is next to come. We will find a way or make one.

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