Poetry Archives - The Summer Times at PEA

Jungle Dreams

July 21, 2022 3:15pm | Amanda Katz

Apples you’ve given me Blood-red and juicy with desireCrystals you’ve waved at me Damsel, but not in distress Emerald green eyes Full with a glistening sort of excitement Girls holding golden grapesHappily sitting among the grape vines, I let you take control, We’re underneath the vines, We’re kissing through the pines, I imagine you are mine, I’m waiting for a sign It’s only been her gaze She puts on my mitten, I smirk sly…

Self Portrait

July 21, 2022 12:05pm | Amanda Katz

Am I a user? A loser? A winner? A friend? A sinner? A joke? A nightmare? Their dread? Her meds A pencil with no lead His toy A foolish mind and head A lonely, empty bed A tiffany’s handbag A fluorescent red flag A culprit in the night I feel kinda bad A girl? A boy? A helpless pestered sigh A daughter? A sister? A colorful arc in the sky A key A lantern A stormy, screeching tantrum I dyed my hair auburn …

Another Tomorrow: A Sonnet

July 21, 2022 11:58am | Selena Yu, Iris Mou

When you tilt your head just slightly upward, The sun’s rays come spiraling down the sky. A sight indescribable by one word, Like the soft sound of a fluttering fly. A small warm breeze brushes the leaves airborne, As the air sprouts this beautiful bouquet Of light scattering, a wonder adorned On this stunning daze of a darkling day. The air particles’ colored reflections Prompt this sunset to graze the grassy …

Heat and Rain

July 24, 2021 1:29pm | Advaith Mopuri, Guest Contributor

i walked through the citythrough the sweltering heatand i saw the smoke from the prairie fires,so far awaybut then all the smoketurned into rainand i saw damp air and moist grasslightning, rain, and the boom of thunderthe slick sidewalk tries to make me slipbut my shoes grab on;i’m standing tall the devil tried to make a deal with meto cast my soul into the raintelling me that i would be freefrom my eternal chains i didn’t say a word and i waiteduntil he disappeared the rain kee…

Phillips Exeter Summer

July 24, 2021 1:26pm | Prisha Shivani, Guest Contributor

The sunlight shines on the grass,Dew outlining the field,Indicating a new day,Lit with students walking around campus,Groups laughing, talking, eating together,Passing the football after breakfast,Visiting the library to engulf oneself in the world of fantasy,Walking to the bookstore,Brown brick buildings rise around me,Each unique though beautiful,Carrying a long history since made,A sigh of content brushes my lips, looking at the scene,Phillips Exeter Summer …

Issue 4 Poetry

July 31, 2019 5:24pm |

The Game Called Love By Marco Zhao, Guest Contributor Love is an emotion,always in motion.Love leads to greatness,but when that greatness turns to weakness.Love is the one to blame,they say 'love is just a game.'Oh, Cupid aims,oh, Venus' fame.Everlasting love is a bluff,finding true love is enough. The Revealing By Marco Zhao, Guest Contributor All things must come to an end,whether its positive or negative.I hope the rules can bend, but alas, this is always so…

Week 3 Poetry

July 24, 2019 4:29pm |

Alone By Marco Zhao, Outside Contributor A black cat bringing horror, and you feel like a foreigner walking down a midnight street, listening to a melancholic beat. The fear that shivers down your spine, as if predators were creeping behind. The wind moans…

Memories

July 17, 2019 4:12pm |

By Marco Zhao, Guest Contributor I lost a friend today,I'm trying not to be blue, butWho knows how many more will go,the clock is ticking.Savor every memory,for we don't know which is our last.Remember all that goes by,the love, the world around us,and even the disagreements, because it's those experiences that help us grow.Savor your time,for it does not last.The clock is ticking. …

Imagine

July 10, 2019 8:25pm |

By Marco Zhao, Contributing Writer Imagine Imagine this, You are the lord of darkness Demons surrounding you Sitting on the grand throne None dares to challenge Then, suddenly, up above you A hole in the ceiling appears And all chaos turns loose As you are blinded by the sharp daggers of light As you slowly recover You find yourself binded by chains Tons of heavy metal weighs you down Your fall from grace A high king of a realm to a lowly prisoner …

Iris

July 10, 2019 8:23pm |

By Maya Isabella Alva, Contributing Writer Iris. The delicate petals Dyed bright indigo Make me wonder When did everything get so beautiful? Dark But not drab Light But not joyous. Something in between. Something different. Painted with amazing colors Drops of yellow Play in the middle Almost like the sun In empty space. A blast of color In quilts of green. Stuck in a beautiful bliss A bliss simply called Iri…