Praise You Poems

Ms. Widman 

High School Creative Writing

 

This week the young Viking writers discussed odes and what they celebrate about themselves. We read the classic “won’t you celebrate with me” by Lucille Clifton and Jessica Walsh’s stunning “When My Daughter Says I Was Never Punk” (Here’s someone else reading the poem). I am so proud of the young poets.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“We Learn” by Joey W.

 

Won’t you celebrate with me

You will see who

You will see why

You will see how

I am

Joey W.

I am who I am

I am who I want to be

Through the thick and thin

I rise

From the bottom of the lagoon

Let me show you

Let me help

Let me

Help you

Be who you want to be

Rise with Me

Front he deepest point of

The lagoon

Be my doppleganger

I will be yours

No one left behind

In my mind

We are one

The water thrashing against our face

Only means a new beginning 

We will feel the sand on our feet

Every last grain matters

Errors won’t occur

We will learn

We will see who

We will see why

We will see how

We are

One

Won’t you celebrate with me

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Champion” by John N.

 

A legion of dull hard worked mornings

Robotnic routines, I did that.

Bodily prickles week in and week out

before the sun rose, I did that.

Broken fingers and dreams that will forever remain

practicing in snow and the rain. I went through that.
Watching teammates and friends change. Some rise; some fall.

Seeing myself withdraw from the family I made, I went through that.

Because of perseverance and dedication, I did that.

Because of sacrifice and pain, I went through that. 

A better person in the future with these efforts, I will be that.

Because of these things, a champion. I became that. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Today I Am Enraged” by Christina V.

 

Today I am enraged.

I longed for this feeling.

I eliminated limerance,

overcame the battle.

 

I ripped my once “prized possessions”
when I go to that one spot.

I don’t think of you anymore

obsessed with the feeling of euphoria.

I’m enraged how long I took

grinding my teeth.

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