I am from Exeter From moving place to place In search of a better home I am from white condos  And cement backyards I am from baby dolls, barbies And twinkies in their little plastic...

Good morning, Mother Nature. It’s good to see you again. I see your buds returning from their seasonal slumber. This whistling breeze, the rustling of leafy branches, And the sound of a bird’s...

Students from the "Red Group" in Mrs. DeWinkeleer's Eng 11 class each wrote a few lines to contribute to the following poem. They were inspired by the poem "Where I'm From" by George Ella Lyon. In this...

A virus we fear has already spread To get the human mind misled That there is no hope in these times of despair, But what we once had is all still there.   The Earth saw a nearing path to destruction So...

She wrapped her fingers around the arrow Wondering from where it had come Wanting to catch and kill a sparrow Yet she only heard the roaring drum   The arrow had sailed fifty feet Before...

Now that school’s almost over Hampton Beach is opening up I’m looking for four-leaf clovers Wishing for iced tea in my cup   Cramming for my finals, It’s all downhill from...

A soaked shirt collar Turned pink to red delicious Staring into a car door Shaped like a mirror   She took time away from lifting weights To carrying them Looking at a scale left...

It’s cold. Too cold to take out the trash. Too cold to take my dogs out for a walk. Too cold to take my dogs out to visit my best friend down the street. But that’s not the reason why I...

Have you heard of the little girl Who chased cute boys around the playground Writing love notes Asking if they liked her? This girl who imagined herself a mermaid princess With the heart of a wolf Just...

It’s a lie to say you’ll love someone forever A promise in disguise Therefore it is often taken much too literally And only ever leads to further heartbreak A greater pain once the love...

Wings of an eagle and heart of a lion, Ears of an owl and eyes of a dragon, Spine of a porcupine and voice like a bell, These belong to the one they call Mel.   Mel, Meliss, Melissa,...

"It is only with the heart that one can see rightly." —The Little Prince   The dark of a stormy night laces the glass with rain With the tears of the sky I often feel on my own cheek   They...