Poetry club for teenagers called Girl’s Room ( for girls) & Voice Male ( for boys)
Do you want to be connected to some contemporary poems based on the teenage experience? I invite you to comment on a poem that I have written based on my time talking to students. There are issue poems on matters of the heart, as well as everyday school, family and friendship topics. From bad experiences to good experiences, poetry can help keep you together. It can provide an opportunity to express your fears, concerns and joys. I hope you find these poems meaningful as they help to make sense of the world around you. Perhaps you can identify with one.
Good luck! If poetry is not your thing, then try writing down a simple diary entry. It’s not that hard to turn it around and make it a poem, not always rhyming of course!
Through the clean and salty air
I ride my horse
With the wing behind me
and the soothing sand on my horse’s hooves
I ride on.
The sound of the vast ocean,
the freedom in my hair;
the spell beneath my legs
You scared me when you were sick
So pale and tired in your bed
your cheeks without sunshine
your smile without beauty
Don’t leave me yet
Life seems too unfair without you
You are my mum
the one who knows me
Pink is so sweet the colour of my slippers
Golden honey hair on my Barbie
Milky white and perfect skin
Red the richness of a gem
Azure blue the depth of ocean deep
Lush green strands of knitted wool
Chocolate the flavour of ice cream
Black the darkest cave within
This is my wish for you daughter dear
a life of happiness but not without a tear
Courage to face the hard road ahead
A chance to find love and maybe wed
a special friend who shares your joy
and one day perhaps a baby boy
times may be rough along the way
Hold fast to your dreams every day
Timely washed and renewed with rain
Soon a green shoot grows
Bursting through the air like a mighty warrior
Proud, fierce, strong
Where there was death
A chance of Life
Accress the burnt and stricken land
There’s beauty in the dark
Above the towering gums
The shimmer in the night
A gentle breeze that stirs
A million sparkles
The beauty in the stars
What’s the point?
What’s the use?
Grey is how I feel
Black inside
Bury me alive
Leave me alone
Tears inside
Done to my bone
I thought you were kind
And a decent human being
I trusted you to be my friend
But the rivers of pain
Flow deep inside me
My broken heart again
I feel the light’s gone out inside me
The candle flame extinguished
The heart ripped apart
I need to know
That you still care for me
I need to speak out
The truth of what happened to me
I was used
I like the funny way she talks
With her tongue slipping out
Her eyes confide in me
We laugh and whisper in the night
Telling all
My best friend knows me
She likes me the way I am
Like true sisters
Everything’s changed
Empty inside
An ocean without a wave
A bird without its wings
She’s gone
And I miss her
We used to talk together
Talk about our problems
Here are a few exercises to help get that creative brain working in the right direction for creative writting. See how you go, there are no right or wrong answers here. I would love to see what you can come up with!
Have fun and see where it takes you!
Looking out the window seeing the balls fly high
soaring like a bird into the blue, clear sky
The game is in my heart every hit,
whack! and serve
scoring to a glorious win
the slam , game set, I deserve
Tennis – it means the world to me
my passion, speed and might
controlling the dashing ball
My earth bound roots supported my thrust into the sky;
There I stood majestic til the forester came by.
His arm with lethal weapon brought me crashing down,
To cut me up and shape me for planks to grace the town
This might of forest beauty now holds their garden beds,
There’s a place of quiet beauty
fragrant and so green
it’s my ever growing garden
spectacular view and scene
A place where time stands still
of mauve and red and white
leaves uncurling, daisies winking
palms dancing in the light
The garden is a treasure trovel
