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How was your summer? Focus on one happy, surprising, unusual or stand-out moment and describe it in words or images. [Photo by Love to write, YWP]

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Sep 13

poem challenge: Summer

Peter Gustafson

Hampton

Finn Dunn Essex Junction age 11

YWP contest 1


                                  Hampton

I feel sand on my feet

I smell salty water

I hear waiters

Smell french fries

I see lobster

I feel fake grass

I see a windmill

I hear the thwack

A golf club

Sea is getting smaller

In the rear view mirror

Mountains coming into

view

Posted: 09.13.21

Sep 12

poem challenge: Summer

Peter Gustafson

Summers End

Oona Osborne

Age 11

Essex Junction

YWP Contest #1

SUMMER

By Oona Osborne

Waking up to the smell of pancakes

And the fresh taste of strawberry Smoothies

Then as we splash in the river Blue sky above

The day couldn't get any better

Could it

As night falls the moon

Shines through the towering trees

Ice Cream sundaes for dinner

The tiny lights along the edge of the cabin

Framed our faces in pale yellow light

The dogs race around in the woods

Weaving in between trees

Jumping in and out of the river

Slowly we migrate back up to the cabin

The peeling red paint looks brown in the dark

Everyone makes their way to the porch

As the bats fly into the endless night sky

Posted: 09.12.21

Sep 10

nonfiction challenge: Summer

PaigeBrammell2021

BFFs

Growing up I never really felt like I was a part of something. I always felt like an outcast. I would be friends with different people but they never really made me feel like they were my best friend. They would say mean things to me and spread rumors or my secrets. But this summer I reunited with my best friends from kindergarten. And we started hanging out at least once a week. We have become very close and it’s amazing to see how much we’ve all grown up.

The best moments I remember with them are when my friends and I cried together over the problems we’ve been going through. It was nice for us to all get all this weight off our chests. It was very therapeutic to know that I wasn’t the only one who was in my situation. After that day I knew I'd be friends with these people for a long time.

Posted: 09.10.21

Sep 06

poem challenge: Summer

Thetford Academy

Boston

[Written by Lizzie Brown]

As I stand in the middle of blinding lights and hundreds of people, I feel the warm sticky air touch my skin.

I smell the dirty, polluted air, and maybe even some chicken wings that a guy is selling from his food truck down the street.

I hear pigeons flying above me and dogs barking. I hear people talking all around me.

I see buildings — tall, skinny, large, big buildings surrounding me, making me feel like an ant.

And then I get this weird feeling, like I'm in the right place, like I'm supposed to be here.

I’m here with my mom, my wonderful, amazing, caring mother.

As I stand next to her, looking around, I start to get a sense of happiness rushing through my body.

I'm happy that I'm here, in the wonderful city of Boston, Massachusetts.

Posted: 09.06.21

Sep 04

nonfiction challenge: Summer

ccfitz

Busking on Church Street

Church Street was abuzz with activity as I walked down the brick cobblestones. When I discovered a spot across from the restaurant, the diners there shifted in their seats, obviously bracing for unpleasant squeakiness. They probably think that random 10-year-olds aren’t that good.

I tuned my violin and tightened my bow. My violin is dark brown and has beautiful tone. Given I’m 10 years old and 4’4”, my violin’s pretty small.

Then, I took a deep breath and let the romantic tone of “Czardas” by Monti flow through me. “Czardas” has a deep melodic tone that has been known worldwide.

I tuned out and with every shift in position, every bow push or pull, I felt peaceful, happy.

When I opened my eyes my case was filled to the brim with money, and the diners now clapped and smiled.

Before I knew it the song was over and applause surrounded me and I bowed, unable to do anything else.

Posted: 09.04.21

Aug 30

poem challenge: Summer

Scarry Night

Farewell, and hello

Summertime,
the time for relaxation,
the time for seemingly endless sleep,
has come to an end.
And although my heart,
my mind,
saddens with the thought
of saying goodbye to so much,
the sticky heat,
the random bike rides to the park,
the stressless nights watching TV,
I realize that there is so much
I am excited for,
so much I long to achieve.
Today,
I said goodbye
to my sister,
who has left for college,
the next towering step in her life.
Yes,
this farewell is temporary,
but as I hugged her,
tears escaping my eyes,
I was sorrowed,
I already missed her.
This year is going to be difficult,
each year always is,
but there is always a bit of light
that seeps into the world behind my eyes.
And over time,
this tiny sliver of light will
begin to grow,
as I think about my sister meeting friends,
going out to dinner,

Posted: 08.30.21

Aug 29

poem challenge: Summer

Roses

Winnipesaukee

Silhouettes of evergreen trees,
I desire the lakeside wind
Instead of a delicate breeze
To run through my hair, unpinned.

I stare hungrily, eyes feast
On the lamplight mirrored.
Inky waters rolling east,
Cushion all that was feared.

escape with me.

Posted: 08.29.21

Aug 26

poem challenge: Summer

wings of fire

Summer day

Grass between tiny toes as you play in a field of pure white dandelions.

Wishing on everyone you find.

Sitting by a small stream dipping your toes in it.

Feeling the shock of the clear cold water.

Laughing on a beach of warm sand.

As an ever bluer lake shimmers like a million galaxies.

Now as the day comes to an end the sun begins to sink in the pink sky.

Stars peek out bright and beautiful.

And the milky moon shows its face silhouetting you.

In the field catching fireflies as your world turns dark for the night.

Laughter still echoes around the dandelions.

A sigh of relief will forever be at the river.

A warm laugh of a child still hangs by the beach.

The blue lake turns even darker blue freckled with the reflections of stars.

As you lay in the grass just edging away to sleep.

Posted: 08.26.21

Aug 19

poem challenge: Summer

Flowergirl12300

Camping

My first time camping
I was very excited
In the car holding my new dog
I was excited that I got to bring her
It was both mine and my dogs first time camping
It took awhile to get there
But when we did it was amazing
There were tons of people and dogs
There was hiking trails and an arcade and mini golf
It was the best campground ever
I hope we go back there soon

Posted: 08.19.21

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