Creative Writing Class Submissions

Mrs. McCahan's 7th period Creative Writing Class

Prose Poems

Sojourn of Sentimentality

By Rylie Hall

The salty air enveloped me as the car window

remained agape—amazed by the view of the vast, blue, silent choir.

As my feet hit the scorching pavement of the parking lot,

I could almost taste the teaberry ice cream I was about to indulge.

The sand brought relief to my toes—

comforting every slow step towards the shore.

The smell of sunscreen occupied my nose

as the seagulls flapped and called my name above.

Sonder guides my mind as surrounding kids

build sandcastles, play tag, hop the waves, eat snacks.

My eyes remained closed as the Sun drenches my face,

leaving a rosy reminder of his presence.

As he then laid down on the horizon, cradled by the waves

the memories from my childhood are remade.

By Emmalee Munsell

Good Intentions: snacks, card games, one family

It’s always the ones you would never expect to stab you in the back.

Poker

Known to be a complicated game.

Played with fake real currency.

One person, the one least expected, was lurking

In the shadows, waiting to backstab everyone.

Granny had one impeccable round and became the Queen.

The rest of us, pawns in her grand scheme.

Spoons

Aggressive in nature,

Calm for one night.

There was laughing and everyone was having a good time.

Everything seemed fine

Phase 10

So long, so stressful.

One player quickly fell behind.

No longer focused on the game,

She saw it all, watching from the shadows.

Betrayal after betrayal after betrayal.

A Horrible Incident: empty bowls, scattered cards, one family split in two,

Two sides to a fight that could never be won.

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