Mt. Sophia Ideas

We have to stop sometime. This is Noah Taylor’s poem.
Bitter Work
Noah Taylor
Bitter work and hopelessness
Plague the waking hours
Of the man that has been stripped
Of all his former power.

Who is this man?
What is his place?
Why must he live and beg?
We are all self-proclaimed
Judges and Critics without diplomas to our names

He may beg, but dies he lie?
Does [...]

In this next-to-last installment, Stacie reminds us of the summer.
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Stacie Martin
The whispering wind tousles my hair
My lungs fill with a breath of salt-filled air
Tumbling waves thunder in my ears
Shimmering sand swallows my toes

The sun warms me with radiant heat
The twinkling water tickles my feet
I toss to the heavens the foaming liquid
And cast away my copious [...]

Jillian’s poem was a favorite in the Brit Lit class.
My Solemn  Vow
Jillian Feeley
In darkest times of trouble
Art thou not there with me?
And in the midst of thy fiercest storm
Dost thou not calm the sea?

Thou art my comfort, my peace, my love
And all good things in me
Thou art my hope, my faith, my joy
In life’s greatest [...]

British Lit student took the poetry writing opportunity and this holiday season to praise God in psalm.

A Universal Song
Zach Watson
The tune that all the universe sings
Is a praise to the Lord our God.
From people to planets and all other things
A chorus is proclaimed in harmony.

All celestial bodies, grand in their size
Still praise the great King [...]

Beautiful imagery and psalm-like praise are important in AJ’s poem.
Fall Leaves
AJ Duzan
Leaves turn red, yellow, orange, violet, and brown
They flitter peacefully and silently to the ground
For they acknowledge that winter is near
And they will come again next year

Falling, crawling, and creeping in the wind’s direction
Alas, they care not where they have swirled and whirled
But praise [...]

Having been working on their 10-page papers, Bear Smythe presents his look at his frien-emy.
Computer Oh Computer
Bear Smythe
Computer oh computer how great thou art
Absorbing time hour by hour
Possessing knowledge of a thousand men
Combined in a small play pen

Computer oh computer you are in charge
Why can’t you repair the font enlarged?
Eyes are squinting close to the [...]