The clock ticks on, a steady beat, But I’m not there in my assigned seat. A different path, a different call, Pulled me away from the...
EXPLORE SPRINGFIRE
Poetry
Inspired by Muriel Rukeyser’s Wall of Poetry at the Cathedral of Saint John the Divine in New York City, Springfire has a space for all students and staff to express complex ideas and emotions through the musicality, imagery, flow, and precise diction of poetry. Here, we see a variety of forms, from free verse to odes, rhyming quatrains, couplets, and sestets, all exemplifying the inspiring creative work of Rock Hill High School Bearcats!
LATEST WORK
Oh, I Love It All
Oh, how rivers flow gently Oh, how leaves crunch in fall Oh, how waves calm my heart and nonstop running mind Oh, how sunlight hits my...
Stray Thoughts
Bark. I am a dog, Who sits at the door, Love blinds me like a fog, I lie on the floor, I bark, I whine, I am in the dark, But I swear I'm...
A Week of Poetry
HAIKU MONDAY Burning sun rises Over the moon, crack at dawn Now I shall shine bright LOVE TUESDAY My first love came and went, As quickly...
A Haiku about Transformers
Drift, an Autobot No longer Decepticon Now kind and peaceful
An Ode to You
Who are we without you? Words on paper with no one to read Or a beautiful painting colors unseen. Sonnets written would lack subject, A...
The Sun and Moon
The Sun yawns as it sets down and closes its eyes.Its rays paint the sky in fiery hues. Then the sky transforms into a big black ink.The...
Shark Fin Soup
Sharks. Such massive creatures. They roam the sea that they call home, and they live their lives knowing no difference like we do....
Omen of Grace
Often seen as unclean Much mean With razor-sharp words that seem to come through your beak. In this world, it all means nothing. A haven,...
Lost Love Blues
I woke up this morning, and she was gone I woke up this morning, and she was gone Now I'm sitting here wondering where did I go wrong? She...
Ode to The Depths of Her Soul
Once there was a girl in a perfectionist world Eyes created with the earth in mind, ones that words could never define Her smile was not...
A Pit Stop
Welcome in, leave your jacket by the door And your shoes tossed to the side, forgotten Make yourself at home, you’ve been here before The...