Poetry Articles

By Hannah C I am a tool in the Carpenter's shedMy perfect appearance has many misleadBut under my paint I'm starting to rustWhat good is a tool if its gathering dust I am a tool on the Carpenter's shelfIt's a rarity when I step out of myselfBut to be a success you...

By KayleighAnne E. Stanton Death is not a parting place It doesn’t mean someone is gone Because if you held onto faith Your story’s just begun Death is not the final race There’s a longer round to go Another gift of the Savior’s grace And the mercy he bestowed Death...

By Keela Dee Your chisel cracks my stone, carving out dimples, refining as each crumb flies off my base, harmful, unnecessary. Your point prods and pierces, leaving me silently yelling, staring at now empty space where my rock had just been. My set eyes couldn’t see...

By Olivia Giordano It’s as crystal clear as glass Everyone’s hiding behind a mask In desperation Striving for perfection Broken Torn Shattered in a million pieces The judging never ceases Words laced with pain All I feel is shame I will never be perfect In this...