Teen Read Week - Student Poetry
In honor of Teen Read Week, we've selected student work to showcase. Below are four poems written by Paige Savage:
Paige retains all rights to these poems.
Rabbit Hole
Running blindly, unknowingly, chasing the late rabbit,
Following him, falling into the unseen hole,
Topsy-turvy, upside down, landing right-side up,
In a chair next to Alice at a tea party.
They all cheer "Happy Birthday!" and feed me cake and tea,
Before being pulled away by Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee.
Meeting the blue caterpillar, and the invisible cat,
Being told to eat the cakes that say "Eat Me!" in a pretty script,
Being told to drink the bottles that say "Drink Me!" in fine script.
Meeting playing cards that walk and talk, who are soldiers,
Who paint white roses red, with the blood from the Queen's enemies.
Having to play croquet with flamingos and hedgehogs.
Before mother wakes me, shaking me from my fever induced slumber.
Reading
The carcass of a once majestic tree,
Bound by leather, cardboard, plastic, paper,
Known to cause vivid hallucinations for hours on end.
On a rainy day, a snow day,
On a sunny day, a cloudy day.
In front of a fire, on a bed, under a tree, in a chair,
Lost in a world of magic, of swordfight, of knowledge.
Eating, drinking, running, playing,
Never with the same two characters.
Always shifting seasons, colours, heights, lengths.
Always there as a portal,
Jump in headfirst, and start your adventure.
Red
It's the colour you see when you touch,
A fleeting brush of your hands.
It's the colour you see when you fall in love,
Peaceful, hopeful, happy.
It's the colour you see when you marry them,
The first kiss, leaving married.
It's the colour you see when you find them,
Your spouse and your best friend, together in bed.
It's not the colour you see when you sign the papers,
Signifying the end of a too burned out marriage.
It's the colour of the sunset,
As you walk away forever.
Snowflakes
Swirling, dancing, fluttering,
Through the frosty air.
Little ones laughing, cheering, dancing around,
Hope, pray, long, dream for a snow day.
Parents sigh, groan, stomp their feet,
Beg, please, wish, implore for no more snow.
As they watch their children play,
It comes down harder, faster, thicker.
It appears that the will of the kids has won:
There will be a snow day tomorrow.