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Article written by: Lauren Rembold 2/26/19
Valentines Day At Cranberry High School
Valentines Day At Cranberry High School
By: Lauren Rembold
By: Lauren Rembold
It’s that time of year! The Cranberry High School had a lot of super fun activities going on this Valentine’s Day.
First, the senior high select choir ran their 2nd annual Singing Valentines project. The price was $3 and it included a song sang to a person of your choice, a Valentine’s card, and a goodie bag full of candy. Students could choose from “All of Me” by John Legend, “Sweet Creatures” by Harry Styles, “Rewrite the Stars” by Zac Efron and Zendaya, and more.
Also, the Cranberry Chronicles held its annual poetry contest, which provides the chance for every student to submit a poetic entry to be judged. This year, in the senior high division, Anonymous* won first place with the poem titled “Ossuary,” and Dylan Lu won second place with his poem “Cartographer.”
In the junior high division, Fiona Moon won first place with her poem named “Embroider Your Existence,” and Kylee Vickers won second place with her poem “Plastic Flowers.” Winning poems can be read on our online newspaper that can be accessed through the Cranberry High School website.
Congratulations to all the winners this year and great job for those who were a part of the Singing Valentines!
* - anonymous is used to protect the privacy of the author.
Winners of the annual Valentine's Day poetry contest:
Winners of the annual Valentine's Day poetry contest:
Grade 10-12 Division
Grade 10-12 Division
1st place, 12th grader (wanted to remain anonymous) with "Ossuary"
2nd place, 10th grader Dylan Lu with "Cartographer"
Grade 7-9 Division
Grade 7-9 Division
1st place, 8th grader Fiona Moon with "Embroider your Existence"
2nd place, 8th grader Kylee Vickers with "Plastic Flowers"
1st Place, Grade 12
Ossuary
Ossuary
by Anonymous
by Anonymous
Let’s make this ending a sunset:
Beautiful, gradual, and ultimately leading to
a black, starless night
Even if
sunsets are simply
pulchritudinous endings;
Leave me this ossuary
flee in reckless abandon
charge towards, towards your future
and away from me
It’s a far cry
to believe in love at first sight
because we all know
there won’t ever be a next time
Even the hiatus in this epoch
could not lull me into a state of
Hakuna matata
For, like the sky,
it is an escape I cannot reach
No matter how far I stretch
my tendons rip and tear
with the strain of my elusive dreams
My limits are nonexistent,
you say
But, my darling,
your perspective is awry
This is the reality in which I live
The reality where
purpose is fictional
only prose is comprehensible
and love
exists only in the chimeras
of lethargy.
1st Place, Grade 8
Embroider your Existence
Embroider your Existence
Fiona Moon
Fiona Moon
Deep within the folds of the world,
Millions of miles across you dream
You will begin to feel the rhythm of crashing waves
And see a brilliant blue ocean gleam
Shimmering with the sun and beyond the rocky shoreline
Lies a land with rolling green hills
And over them your feet will run,
Swirling and twirling along with the bursting thrills
As the sun settles on a crimson horizon
He stars begin to hum together in perfect harmony
A subtle breeze dances with flower petals aloft in the air
Your voice will swell this faraway land with the melody
Suddenly, sauntering towards you
A person who travelled far and wide will fill your goal
You will get lost in the depths of this blissful feeling
This blissful feeling that will bore into your soul
This person will be the answer to all your questions
This person will even cause a silence of the stars
Which will all be carefully spying down,
Taking note of the new born memoirs
Deep within the folds of the world
Millions of miles across your dream
Holds a different realm of happiness
And a chance to redeem
As you doubt everything,
Open up the door to your heart
Be willing to travel these millions of miles
You think of it as long and vigorous, but you won’t stop once you start
2nd Place, Grade 10
Tale of the Cartographer
By Dylan Lu
He scales mighty mountains
He slides down the hills
He pierces the prairies
And resists tundra chills
He places spikes to and frough
And maps high to low
But no matter where he passes
He will always know
Back home he has a girl
A girl that loves to sing
And every days she waits for him
To give her a ring
Her man has been to Africa
Europe and Far East
He’s mapped out a thousand miles
And recorded many beasts
One day he’ll come to her
Clothes tattered, ring in hand
This stubborn cartographer
Has mapped all the land
He shows her his latest map
And she reads it coast to coast
It’s a map of his love to her
She is what he loves most
He’d give her the earth and more
And the riches within
But he’s the one she adores
Despite where he has been
2nd place, Grade 8
Plastic Flowers
Plastic Flowers
by Kylee Vickers
by Kylee Vickers
Grow
Decay
As petals drift off
Frail stems break, half
Half of me perished
The horrendous exterior I portray
Once beautiful vivid shades
Have all turned to grey
Crumble
Leaves torn from my body
As amputated limbs
Unwanted parts
Unwanted
Without elegance who would desire you
A decaying flower, not what they long for
At least that’s what you’re taught
Taught that no one will love you if you’re unattractive
But you can fix these imperfections
Plastic, fake, flowers can be
Why not me, a brittle seed
A seed that has grown
Not blossomed
Not beautiful
Not perfect
A plastic flower lasts longer
Yet is the earth’s homemade more genuine?
Genuinely ugly it seems
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