Wednesday, November 29, 2017

November Blues

Hello fellow literature and art connoisseurs!

It's that time of year when leaves are falling, the wind is howling, days are getting shorter, and all the artists are debuting their holiday albums. Here at Sevenatenine, we know that the beginning of winter can be saddening, but we understand! So, grab some hot chocolate, stick in your earphones, blast that extra-festive music, and enjoy some poetry and artwork by your peers who feel the same way you do.

From,
Your relatable friends at Sevenatenine.

Artwork by Rachel C., Grade 9

The Cards

Shuffle, lay, spread
Lay, spread, pick
Spread, pick, read
Pick, read, order
Read, order, cry
Order, cry, disbelief
Cry, disbelief, do it all again. 

by Lily M., Grade 9


Artwork by Katie M., Grade 9


No Longer a Leaf 
It lays there 
It stays there 
An example of what happens 
Its light fading 

The shadows of death come from the sides 
Consuming 
But there is still light left 

One golden spot survives darkness 
It will soon disappear 
As it lays there 
As it stays there 

By Richie M., Grade 9


Artwork by Kiera C. Grade 9

Storm

Lightning strikes
silent and sharp. 
It answers the call of its brother, Thunder
By striking terror into people's racing hearts
Above the powerless neighborhood, 
And fades as Hephaestus crafts more bolts
for Zeus to throw. 

Sydney S., Grade 9

Monday, October 30, 2017

An Autumnal Welcome

Happy autumn everyone! Welcome back to the 2017-18 edition of the Sevenatenine literary magazine. As the leaves blow off the trees, we will blow your minds with these amazing pieces of work from our very own students. We had some great work 'fall' into our hands (get it?) this month, and we're ecstatic to share it all with you. From a variety of authors and artists from the Holicong hallways, we present the October edition of Sevenatenine!

Artwork by Jordan M, Grade 8

Writer

Mocking, jeering, tantalizing, 
My editor is still revising, 
And slowly I am realizing 
My inspiration tranquilizing, 
That he is scarcely analyzing, 
My editor is compromising! 
He is greatly jeopardizing 
What I set on emphasizing; 
He sits intent on scrutinizing 
And on the way, demoralizing, 
Until I look, unrecognizing, 
At my words, unappetizing, 
And at his words, I start uprising, 
As we argue, polarizing. 
I wait for his apologizing, 
But ne’er it comes, to my despising, 
So I cease my vocalizing 
That his words were vandalizing 
And I commence my synthesizing 
Reasons for the organizing 
Of my words and fantasizing. 
My editor is neutralizing 
And he stops his terrorizing. 
Of course I’m not done satirizing 
(And vastly romanticizing) 
The excruciating, agonizing 
Procedure of authorizing. 

by Rebeca S., Grade 9



Artwork by Hayley H., Grade 9


Just Because

Just because I have special needs
It doesn't mean that I can't talk like a normal person 
It doesn’t mean that I'm not smart 
It doesn’t mean that I can't understand.
Just because I have special needs 
I'm not a freak 
I'm not selfish 
I'm not dumb.
Just because I have special needs 
I can understand my surroundings
I can enjoy my life 
I will not stop.
Because I have special needs   
I am strong and inspiring.


by Sydney H., Grade 9

Artwork by Morgan K., Grade 8

Mailman

Hermes flies around the block, 
Zooming to each house 
He comes bearing messages, 
Great gifts from the Amazon 
Spiteful and quick,  
Every family has a letter from the gods. 
He then ascends to Olympus  
Preparing for the next day's work 

by Michael M., Grade 9


Artwork by Lucy I., Grade 9