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Posts tagged as “poetry”

No, Thanks

By Desiree Leader | Observer Contributor

Turkeys used to roam free here
now they are yours for the taking
along with everything else…the buffalo
that are almost extinct
and live only on farms, for food.
The water,  no longer clean,
the land of the brave that is free no more –
paid for with your taxes
and our blood.

Malaria blankets
paved trails of tears.
We have our reservations
about giving thanks,
about your feasts with the food
that we taught you to grow
until you grew so big there was no room left

For us
at the table.
Celebrate your holiday of giving thanks?
No thanks. read more

Jumping June

By William A. Lefrancois | Observer Contributor

When May is done, when the flowers bloom have begun.
When the showers of April, the parched earth have soaked.
When water meets soil, seeds of life erupt to begin life’s run.
Brilliant blooms and verdant fields, colors in which the earth is cloaked.

June jumps to life, the following months seek their awakening.
Bright sun fills the skies, puffs of white decorate a powder blue canvas.
Stirrings of life are seen, nature responds to June’s beckoning.
The greenery of life covers every rock, bright light reaches every crevice. read more

Becalmed

By Elysian Alder | Assistant Editor

Harken to the plight of mariners in search,
A dire fate that oft doth besmirch,
As if bewitched by the sorcery of thee,

Cast adrift on the endless sea…

FROM THE POET’S TREASURE BY VITO

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At dusk, the sinking sun cast long shadows across the ship’s deck, and a creeping sense of melancholy knotted itself tightly in Donovan’s chest. The sea lay placid, as still as a pond, and seemed just as unmoved as it had been the past two days, leaving their ship adrift on the endless waters, motionless and alone. Stagnancy had led most of the crew below deck to seek shelter from the scorching sun, and the lack of wind or motion had rendered the elements unbearable. read more

The Dunks Line

By Reed Fitzgerald | Observer Contributor

Wrapping right to left,

Never left unattended

People will always come

For coffee and doughnuts.

Do not worry if they run out

Of rich frosted rolled in sprinkles,

There is an array of others

To choose from.

From coffee swirled with pumpkin

Perfect for the promise of cold

Evenings, even though the coffee

Is cold itself.

When you reach the bottom

Of your cold or hot morning in a cup

Or take you last bite of sweet

Relief from bitter and think

Is there not a bit more?

Do not worry. The line still wraps read more

May Commences!

By William A. Lefrancois | Observer Contributor

Four months have come and gone; the new year marches ahead.

May arrives with flowery blooms; in verdant splendor it is met.

As the sun rises higher and brighter; no longer the cold to dread.

Spirits soar with the daylight; suddenly surreal surroundings set.

In each person hope rises; sorry frowns turn to happy smiles.

Friendships blossom as the buds bloom; anger and malice take a holiday.

Driving along country roads brings joy; dazzling colors light the miles! read more

A Poetry Slam Dunk

Literary Magazine ‘A Certain Slant’ is a Certain Success

By Annabelle Kennedy | Observer Contributor

Photo by Tom Hill Jr.

Spring has sprung at MWCC and that means it is time for our own literary magazine A Certain Slant to come out by the end of April. A Certain Slant is a celebration of poetry, short fiction and paintings created by MWCC students themselves. Michelle Valois, a professor in the English department, edits and puts them together in a print magazine style.

            For the past 20 years, Valois has been heading up the literary magazine. “I took it over from Professor Arthur Marley who started the magazine, sometime in the 1980s,” said Valois. Being a writer herself, she knows the excitement of seeing your name in print for the first time. read more

The Plan

By Isabelle Mascary | Observer Contributor

“Tell me, what it is you plan to do

With your one wild and precious life…”

Wonderful question you ask.

I plan to tackle every task.

What do I plan to do with

my wild yet precious life?

I plan to liberate others and

help build their self-esteem.

You know, the ones who have lost their voice,

often the ones left with no choice.

Ones who are lost and confused,

the ones, tormented and abused.

The ones society wants to forget,

the ones who can forgive, but can never forget. read more

Sorry You Had to Go, Joe

By William A. Lefrancois | Observer Contributor

Throughout the Mount, many have come and gone;

Administrators, faculty, staff; each giving with a heart that knows not slow.

From amongst these masses, arose a leader who was second to none!

Pure, pleasant, particular, patient; these words describe Joe Stiso.

A man of indomitable character; a natural leader in all things education.

A master of the written word, true eloquence his mighty virtue.

Joe could attain any grant, could accomplish any expectation;

Loving, learning, listening, laudable each day with Joe would start anew. read more

The Frozen Lake

By Daniel Mullane | Observer Contributor

Body temperature drop!

Couldn’t feel my phalanges.

The flip phone started to ring…

Jeans is frozen!

Heart started to beat 100 miles per hour!

Panic started…

Daylight was taken away from me.

Night vision were given by my eyes.

That was the day I thought I was going to be dead.

What a remorse it was once I arrived to my destination.

A pile of snow was waiting for me.

An unknown lesson needed to be learn by my first adopted father to me wasn’t well plan.

As I lay down on the snow with one shoe on, read more