Ms. Widman
High School Creative Writing
This week the students at Amundsen tried their best at a difficult topic in poetry: humor. We read “The Moon” by David Berman and talked about how humor is rooted in point of view, tone, setting, and expectations of the reader. We brainstormed our favorite moments of high school experiences (fourth period, prom, gym, etc…) and then attempted to turn them fantastic. It was extremely challenging this week to determine who to publish because there are some poet laureates in this class. I am so proud of them. Here are the funny ones:
Advisory
by Koraima A.
Going, feeling, and knowing it’ll be boring gives a feeling of laziness.
They arrange the silences but phones are on 24/7.
Hallucination is the bigger picture.
Go to my therapist and get the same feeling:
lazy advice.
See how zoned out I am in my eyes?
Out of this world there is a better understanding.
Let me run to the seagulls.
Where is the fun
and where did you get it from?
Wrong information gets you a bad reputation.
Feeling like a minion?
How does it feel?
Let it be fun and don’t ruin the vibe.
Don’t make me sit in a trap of rats.
School (Reprised)
by Eri P.
A haunting scream takes us to the next class.
The people shaped like roadblocks stand firmly.
Black mold in the form of posters cling to the walls.
Each room a moss covered prison cell
full of mosquitos buzzing worthless gossip,
sucking the blood of other’s brains.
In a broken down stable
we’re served plastic masquerading as food
though its disguise convinces no one.
Our billboard is a broken record player
playing the same thing over and over
and like everything else here:
the silver plates “mute” button is pressed.
It’s low click the last thing we hear
until we once again exit the bland gates of purgatory
hearing “Say So” for the millionth time.
P.E. (with Bears!)
by Sophia P.
The awe that comes from heading to the Bears practice facility in the wilderness for some P.E. touch football. Never thought I’d head to Halas Hall and see the Bears training camp. I guess the school’s budget has reduced because it had to settle for H.H. Holmes’ Murder Castle for the Spring dance’s venue. The principal hired the Chicago Outfit as security. I guess if you sneak in you don’t just get kicked out, but sent home in a body bag.
Fun Day Fun Day
by Tony L.
Acting up of I like to move it move it.
Playing soccer getting so high up like reach top hill.
Would’ve been cool, be taller and slap Karen like thin like pound cake.
Argument over fries taste sweet at McDonaldo is better.
Work in office hear sound of animal’s fart.
Eating stuff of goofy grape.
Popper out toward corners like Heisenberg desire
for pizza time.
Yah, fun day fun day.
Want to go paint it the finest paint.
