Writers Promoting Peace, Democracy, Unity, and Hope

Posted January 13, 2017 & filed under Event, free Houston event, Notebook, Poem.

15622540_1259547307447195_5086618294382902961_nThis Sunday 1/15/17 in over 70 US cities, writers will gather to speak out for equity and justice, as part of a movement called #WritersResist. To represent the Houston community, Houston poets and writers of diverse backgrounds will come together to share messages of peace, democracy, unity, and hope. The diversity of our city, the solidarity among its writers, and the power of the written and spoken word are at the center of these readings.

Houston has planned two events–

1) #WritersResist Houston: “We Too Sing America” – on Jan. 15th, 5 – 8 pm at the Holocaust Museum Houston (5401 Caroline Street). For more information, click here.

2) #WritersResist Houston: “Let Us Gather” – on Jan. 20th, 7-9 pm at St. Paul’s Houston (5501 Main at Binz/Bissonnet 77004)
For more information, click here.

WITS will be represented by Robin Reagler, Outspoken Bean, Deboroah DEEP Mouton, Fareena Arafeen, and several others. Please join us for both of these inspiring free events.

Ode to Snowy Owls

Posted December 31, 2016 & filed under Notebook, Poem, Student Writing.

 

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photo credit: pixabay

Oh, snow owls, your beautiful sound

from the heavens lets light

through the clouds in the sunset.

Snow owls, when you rise at the dawn of winter,

your wings shimmer from the frosty bits

and you fly like a dove.

You are as majestic as an eagle,

soaring in the salty breeze.

Your eyes are like diamonds floating in the angry sea,

a tsunami of delighted sadness

trapped in a cage of anger.

Your feathers are like snow

falling from the dusk of twilight.

Snow owls,

stay in the heavens of midnight.

 

by Eva, 3rd grade

Hanukkah Poem

Posted December 24, 2016 & filed under Notebook, Poem, Student Writing.

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Light the glittering candles

Chant the ancient prayers

Spin the colorful dreidels

Eat the crunchy latkes

Sing a holiday song

Remember a Jewish miracle

Tear open a hundred gifts!

By Sam

 

Writing Contest for Students in OK, NM, and TX

Posted November 28, 2016 & filed under Contest, Fiction, Poem, Student Writing.

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Call for submissions from teen writers in Texas, Oklahoma, and New Mexico!

Who: Voices, a regional arts and literary journal published annually by students and faculty at Midwestern State University in Wichita Falls, Texas.

What: Imaginative, original works of fiction, creative non-fiction, poetry, art, and drama from high school, undergraduate, and graduate students in Texas, Oklahoma, and New Mexico!

When: Submit by December 2, 2016

Why: If accepted, students work will be published in a university journal

The Details

Fiction: Short Stories or Flash Fiction of up to 3000 words

Creative Nonfiction: Essays or Flash Nonfiction of up to 3000 words

Poetry: Up to 4 to 5 poems (50-line maximum for each poem)

Drama: One act plays of up to 2000 words

Art: Entries must be submitted as a .jpeg. Initial submissions may be at 72 dpi, but if accepted, the artist agrees to supply a 300 dpi version of the submission.

 

REGIONAL STUDENTS- send email submissions to:voicesATmwsuDOTedu
Please include your genre in the subject line of the email.

MIDWESTERN STATE STUDENTS- please visit the Submissions page at mwsu.info/voices and fill out the online submission form.

For more information, click here.

I Am Thankful

Posted November 23, 2016 & filed under Poem, Student Writing.

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I’m thankful for the sunshine and for food.

I’m thankful for warm weather, for clouds and for

leaves.

But!

I don’t like getting shots, I don’t like cheese,

And I Hate frogs!

 

by Delila, 1st grade

Stand Up & Vote

Posted November 8, 2016 & filed under Event, Poem, Student Writing.

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When I’m old enough to vote,

I’m going to vote with my feet,

my head, my heart, my voice,

my thoughts, my dreams.

I’m going to vote like I mean it.

 

By Ni’cole, 4th grade

Palm-reading Geography (for Jack)

Posted October 28, 2016 & filed under Poem, Student Writing.

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As I look at the twists
and turns in your palm,
I see something,

something more than lines,
like a virus worming its
way deeper,

deeper into your veins,
riding them to your
heart.

Another hill is like a
weakness, trying to hide
until it is strong,

hiding in those little
creases, just waiting for
the right time to show itself.

 

But you will love-I see
it deep in your heart,
waiting for your future.

 

by Katie, 3rd grade

Oppression

Posted October 25, 2016 & filed under Notebook, Poem, Student Writing.

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in an endless black hole.

The steaming kettle pot

holds pressure

just like a human

holds the pressure of oppression.

Oppression is a steaming kettle pot

in an endless black hole

until you decide to let it go.

The streaming kettle pot will have no more

pressure to hold on to.

The black hole will finally have an end.

The end of something

is the beginning of something

new and beautiful.

By Jonathan, Hamilton Middle

Synesthesia

Posted October 18, 2016 & filed under Poem, Student Writing.

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The lamp light sounds like jazz.

Purple feels like soft lavender.

The future tastes like sweet honey.

Moonlight smells like deodorant.

A bee’s buzz is the color yellow.

Pop music is the color baby pink mixed with baby blue and purple.

A viola’s sound tastes like a chocolate strawberry.

The sun tastes like sour lemon candy.

A bee is the color black.

Leaves taste saltless.

The number 23 feels warm and fuzzy.

 

by Pinar, 7th grade

The Birth of Color

Posted October 11, 2016 & filed under Notebook, Poem, Student Writing.

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The beautiful sunset
making shades
of blue,
green,
red,
pink,
yellow,
and orange,
eyes of the wandering beings
opening,
looking,
watching
from their windows,
the golden yellow tree,
the sunset lake,
children playing,
bluebirds chirping,
the blue leaves,
dark green haunting shadows,
a red horse,
people hard at work,
a bright sunny day,
trees reaching up to grow,
mothers making supper for their children,
and a door opening,
telling people to come,
this is the birth of color.

by Kirby, 3rd grade

Haiku for Four Seasons

Posted July 27, 2016 & filed under Notebook, Poem, Student Writing.

 

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Nature all around

Birds chirping, flowers growing

Colors singing songs

by Jiho

 

Blazing hot weather

Sun rays flashing down on us

Summer is now here

by Hadi

 

In Autumn leaves fall,

And you breathe the cool crisp air

Then, our school begins

by Alexandria

 

Winter, a cold beast

Yet, gentle as a rabbit

Blanketing the ground

by Jiho

 

 

When Times Are Tough

Posted July 25, 2016 & filed under Notebook, Poem, Student Writing.

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When times are tough, pick up a pencil

and write down your feelings and dreams.

When times are tough, believe that

things will get better.

When times are tough, pick some flowers

to give to a friend.

When times are tough, play with a

puppy, and you’ll feel better.

By Tasha, 4th Grade

My Dog, Grit

Posted July 20, 2016 & filed under Notebook, Poem, Student Writing.

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She’s half boxer, half French bulldog

She’s cuddly

She makes me laugh

Her head is soft

Her eyes are like dark chocolate

She barks too much

But I love her more than gold

by Jocelyn, age 6

How to Be a Mermaid

Posted July 14, 2016 & filed under Notebook, Poem, Student Writing.

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Toss glitter in the sea.

Get a mermaid tail of any color.

Loosen your hair

so it can get curly.

Stir pink on your dress.

Gather pink and white pearls

to make a mermaid city.

Use seashells for some pets.

Get some rocks for a house.

If I were a mermaid, I would be happy!

Minha, Patterson Elementary

Yellow Like a Sunflower

Posted July 12, 2016 & filed under Notebook, Poem, Student Writing.

sunflower-1495136_640Yellow looks like the sun shining in the sky.

Yellow sounds like a yellow bird cheeping.

I can smell yellow dandelions when they have their petals.

I can touch yellow banana peels.

I taste a yellow icing cupcake.

If yellow were a person, he would lie under the sun.

By Drake, Memorial Drive Elementary

The Tree

Posted July 11, 2016 & filed under Notebook, Poem, Student Writing.

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It has more than one arm, it has legs and hair

It doesn’t like to be cut down

The tree likes animals to hibernate inside it

The tree doesn’t like to be alone

He loves the animals

The tree is warm in the sun

By Addison, Lyons Elementary

Visual Poetry Exhibition Featuring WITS Students on Display

Posted July 6, 2016 & filed under Event, News, Notebook, Poem, Press, Student Writing.

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The University of Houston-Downtown (UHD) Graphic Design Research Initiative (GDRI) and Writers in the Schools (WITS) recently collaborated on a special project that featured WITS students and University of Houston graphic design students.  The GDRI students turned the children’s poems into graphic designs, using inspiration from various fields, including concrete poetry, expressive typography, and Dadaism. The visual poetry exhibition is currently on display in Houston’s City Hall Annex. Click here to read about this innovative project.

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Posted July 5, 2016 & filed under Fiction, Notebook, Poem, Student Writing.

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The mast shakes.

The sail is taut and motionless.

As the wind howls, people yell.

I’m hit in the face with icy sea water. People go down and get back up.

I look over the edge of the ship and see something tap.

I look up and hope to god I’m not the only one that sees it:

a giant blue eye looking down in wonder.

By Max, 8th Grade

When I Write

Posted June 27, 2016 & filed under Notebook, Poem, Student Writing.

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A poem is like a volcano trying to erupt.

A story is like a wild, unknown animal, yet to be discovered.

A play is like a crazy zombie apocalypse

Because zombies are dumb and funny, wearing crazy hats.

When I write, I feel like a maze that has a-maze-ing ideas.

When I write, I feel like a hero fighting for the weak and making them believe.

by Miguel, 2nd grade

Days

Posted June 5, 2016 & filed under Poem, Student Writing.

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Each one a gift
no doubt about it.
A wonderful, mythical
day without ice cream.
Today, cold and bright
a cool breeze in the sky
without a fall of rain.
Through the calm eye
of a window, charming
look in the glowing mirror,
you find yourself in trouble.
A friend helps you out.
You whisper about great days
without mentioning the bad ones.

by Mohammed, age 9