April is National Poetry Month, and in the month of April, the Spring 2022 Creative Writing Class at Haynes is going to share a new student poem for every school day. Mr. Windham's students have been exploring a variety of poetic styles and techniques, and each student in this semester's Creative Writing class has chosen one of their poems to share with you. We'll start with this one from junior Lana Alsghair:
The Vile Touch
The flower wilted with my venomous touch
But I can’t help but touch, such
That it’s hard to breathe, hard to hear, hard to escape
Escape what, do not ask me, but I'm trying to reshape
My brain and can’t help but bewail
To Nature’s dearest Mother since all ‘er trees go frail
At the presence of my hand, I feel as though I hex
To all of nature, from iguanas to indigo to insects,
Surrounded by forests, there’s no way to fix this
Maybe that’s the purpose, people plead “ignorance is bliss”
But am I the issue? Must I really discover what goes on?
Or do I sit still and wish upon
The next falling star, and hope I can wake
Up, Before my mind gets to the point of break…
In the distance, I see a slender and silent creek,
As silent as the grave, just to take a long-awaited peak
What might happen if I gawk at my figure?
What might happen if I reached into the unfamiliar?
I mustn't get too close and graze my reflection, for I fear
That such a vile entity could reappear.