Category: Poetry

My Soul

by Jonathan Coppe ’18   I passed tonight beside some trash Within the nooks and crannies of a midnight street, Remains of a festivity since passed, A joy once in this space but now moved on. Is not this space so like my soul, This sometime temple of a distant joy, Now only a wasteland […]

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Giving Up

by Connor Zimmerman ’20   I wait for you, just trying to think About how I can ease the pain, Being torn between my heart and brain.      Because it’s all about to sink.   We walk along two different roads, Time always keeping us apart, Constantly stabbing us in the heart.     […]

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Hidden Beneath

by Marisa Gonzalez ’18   Beneath the murk, Beneath the sea, A World is hidden, From you and me.   From the surface One could see A web of branches As wondrous as can be.   Underwater There is more. A whole garden At its core.   Flowers grow. Creatures roam. For thousands It is […]

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Spirit

by Julia Zygiel, ’19

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Rocks

by Jay Willett, ’20   A sunset in a picture doesn’t capture its beauty. The golden rim, rust-painted wood, Sleeping alone, cold nights, What will last longer? Looked upon as pretty, nobody truly means that. If it were beautiful, it would be out to see, Instead it’s put away and marked. When it arrives only […]

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Daydream

by Marelle Hipolito, ’21   I woke up, and I already knew you were there I felt you before I saw you I knew you before I heard you Like how I loved you before I met you The weight of your body on the edge of my bed was so familiar Like how the […]

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On Social Media

by Marisa DelFarno ’18

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Dear Father

by Kiley McMahon ’20   Dear Father, As I walked through the rain, drenched and frigid, I watched the soldiers march, one by one, concealing their every fear from those around them.   As I carried the half loaf bread, worth only 50 cents, to our family of five, I tried to think of a […]

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A New Beginning

  By Kiley McMahon ’20 Portfolio Staff   He sits, lingers, paces, runs, and begs.   He is starved, parched, alone, and weary.   He takes a train, far far away, from chaos, and clutter, that his future life brought.   A new beginning, a bottle released, left to scavenge, along with the past life, […]

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Right Person, Wrong Time?

  by Sam Pellman ’20 Portfolio Staff   What had the potential to be the perfect summer instead turned into the summer of realization. The realization that sometimes no matter how hard you try or how badly you want it, love just isn’t enough. It isn’t enough right now, in this moment, but with time […]

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