Frostiana Poetry Society
of Emory & Henry College
22 Poems
2017 Assignment: Perspective from an Object (September 2017)
Self-Reflection Vulnerable, fragile, A glass barrier Powerful yet weak Such a frail thing, so easily broken So easily destroyed in a mere second. I am a window I stand tall and proud Only to overshadow who I really am. Insignificant. I am here to look through, Never at. When shattered, I am replaced For something newer, better, stronger. I watch people come and go While others gaze longingly at them. I watch hopeful glances and hopeless stares. I watch creation and destruction. Yet no one pays attention. I am a window With fingerprints and scratches And cracks and chips Waiting for the final stone to puncture and shatter me. Mended Once More (Self-Reflection II) Still fragile and frail But many pieces put together Can make something weak so much stronger. I am a window But I depict scenes of compassion-- Love and kindness. I am beautiful and powerful. Those who see me stare in awe As they decipher the colors of my soul. I am stained glass Mended together, slowly and surely I watch faithful church goers Those who pray for help and guidance I wish I knew what it was About faith that made people so trusting Of a being who neither talks nor appears I don't think I'll ever understand But I'll stand and appreciate the beauty Of vulnerability. Assignment: Scenery (September 2017) Imperfections in a Path You act like I'm not here You try to destroy me In any way you can Tearing Poisoning Cutting Why do you hate me? The grass between the concrete Is just as important As any other blade Just leave me be. I know I ruin Your perfected sidewalk Your wandering pathway Your paved journey to the unknown But please if I may ask Just leave me be--- Assignment: Emotions in an Untypical Way (November 2017) A War with Love Love-- What are you? Who are you? What is your purpose? Is it to fill my eyes with joy? To cleanse the filth of my mind? Or-- Cut me open And tear my soul The hidden beasts of insecurity Await me Fight with a passion That makes no difference You are a poison I drink before I sleep An abyss I can't seem to back away from It draws me in And trips me I crawl out Fingers bloodied And crystallized tears Screaming Love's name The worst part is-- I fell alone. Envious Battle Gather the battalions And the weapons of conquest To defeat a foe One who has taken That which is precious But confidence is your enemy. He lurks within Waiting to vanquish A mind already wounded Overthrow this demon Yield to an overwhelming trust Envy is a virus A plague of a conscience Corrupting the innocent wanderer This hunger for validation Is a betrayer of boldness. |
Assignment: Word-Generated Quatrains (September 2017)
Star Nightmare-fueled midnight With moonlit streets and silent somber screams The sobriety of the stars, shards of a mirror Of a fragmented sky, a reflection of my haunted mind. Star II As I look up at the fading stars in the warm morning sky I realize that we still find beauty in things distant and aloof Despite such a somber scene, We find a home nestled in the serenity of our universe. Grasp She grasps at broken promises and empty dreams She grasps at those who care not for her She grasps shards of a broken mirror For painful tears cut deep and thorough, grasping her fragile heart. Assignment: Abecedarian Poem (October 2017) About a Girl Beauty from a sly smile Curiosity overtakes her Death is a thought she pondered often Evening walks to calm her jumbled mind False laughs and fake masks Generosity would be her downfall “Hate” was a word not in her dictionary Imagination that surpassed the universe Jewels were her eyes, sparkling always, no, some days Kissed by destiny, she broke everything she touched Little did she know, the most broken was herself March onward and upward, but she didn't move Names and faces disappeared before her Open your eyes child! Your life is fleeting Paper torn, canvases broken, glass shattered Questions to be never responded to Rapid heartbeats and racing thoughts Sarcasms became hidden truths Thunder became heavy footsteps of fear Urgent eyes as she hallucinates her terrors Visitors unwanted continued to join her dreams What could she do when the enemy was herself? Xerothermic heart, heated by an abundance of love Yesterday is past and today starts anew Zeal for happiness drove the pain away --- sometimes Assignment: Response to Favorite Poem (October 2017) Re: You Feel Like Home by Danny Mowatt Slowly the pure white fence decayed and fell. I built instead a barbed wire fence Securing myself. Don't come in... Never again. Re: A Late-Night Reminder... by Salma El-Wardany Your mind is not clay for them to manipulate. Your heart is not a toy for them to play with. Your beauty is your own and yours alone. Never forget that. For if you do, they shall win. But in fairy tales, evil never prevails. Assignment: Blackout Fairy-tale/Myth (November 2017) Thumbelina a little child different see what will happen the price of home large handsome flower--a tulip leaves tightly closed--still a bud beautiful flower--red and golden delicate and graceful small elegantly formed a very pretty sight softly--sweetly--nothing heard. Assignment: Appreciation Poem (November 2017) Smokies And though time changes all People come and go Seasons change Cities are built You are constant Though you may change colors From a fresh dewy green To vivid reds and golds You are stil as beautiful As the month before You-- my dear-- You accept me For whatever and whoever I am You heal my wounds And the breaks that This perpetual change causes Though I have left you Please know that I see you In what I now see before me And please understand-- I miss you, And you will forever be My mountains. Smokies II Gentle breezes And the sweet smell of s'mores Roasting at a fire The sound of laughter And the sight of children Playing in the creek Chasing birds and salamanders The soft sensation Of leaves falling Trying to catch them Before they touch the ground The eerie tone of silence With the exception of Nature's blissful beauty Waking up to breakfast Humidity laying on your skin The casual chit-chat among family Packing up and leaving Once more Lingering memories Of my mountains... Encompasses me In a deep reminiscence. |
2018
Assignment: Shape Poem (January 2018)
Assignment: Childhood Nostalgia Poem (October 2018)
Shooting Stars her life started among the stars swaddled in a baby blanket that encapsulated her purity her dreams her curiosity her smile twinkle on, sweet babe the smell of fresh clothes lavender a scent she will never forget the loss of the blanket means the loss of innocence look up, young one soon she would wish upon them she would dream she could be on to soar, to fly away to escape embrace them, madame what she would find out is that the stars themselves would save her they would envelope her in a love so divine her goddesses, her heroines the stars shine brightly tonight Assignment: Personal Poem (November 2018) ... crash. the waves reach her again pushing her to the deep where the coral tear her feet --away from society boom. there she goes again running through the battle hoping to make it out alive --towards peace crash. glass shreds her face making her unrecognizable as if she wasn't before --no one knows her boom. fire erupts in her heart causing it to burst it doesn't hurt though --she's used to it . there is no more lost and fearful she falls asleep --dressed in ashes Assignment: Color Poem (November 2018) Gems You are Red not like what's in our veins but like the sunrise in the morning like the sun you brighten my life You are there, always You are a beautiful shade of Red that no one can compare to You are Yellow not like the bright obnoxious kind but the Yellow of sunflowers and lilies You enrich the world with positivity and grace You are a deep serene Yellow that no one can outshine You are Green fresh and lively glistening and holy like spring, i feel washed of all impurity You are a wonderful light Green that no one can overcome and I am Blue there are many different hues but I think I'm like the sky although I'm not sure yet if I'm the ethereal light Blue or the veiled navy Blue either way, no one can erase me Together We Are Resplendent We Are Rarities yet We create something that no one else can dream of |
Assignment: Witnessing Poem (February 2018)
Living a Life walking through the sunset colors heart as lovely and fluffy as the clouds which fill the vibrant sky i am surrounded by something so vast and serene a place i call home cars parked along the street snow still partially melted along their backs heart just as frigid and predictable as the freezing mechanics i look around no one is here i am alone naked trees and curled up critters families to feed but nowhere to go i can't bear the snow it reminds me all too well of my own fragility to endure a life means to enjoy it learn to adore the warmth of sunsets and the coldness of snow Quiet When nothing done is right Yet mouths are zipped tight Never to utter What happened, how can it be fixed If there was a next time They look on with disgracing eyes Not on, but in They say Life is an abundance of mistakes Made by --many-- All So why is it They only look at those I make Accidentally or without realization And say that it’s not okay? Leaving Silence “Why are you so quiet?” Noise hush. listen to the waves the cars the wind all crashing and merging together forming a new sound the sound of my heart racing faster than you left no apologies regrets are a foolish venture it’s okay. silence is my favorite sound anyways Assignment: Weird Words Poem (November 2018) Unrelenting the caustic acidity of love is one i can't escape the iron grip that goes nowhere and everywhere all at once like a paraph you reveal yourself to me signing my eyes with an image everlasting then a timeless farewell and i am blind my words are but a jest to you yet your words constantly carom against my heart stop. she never learns |