The euphonious melody of metal on scarred hands, the smooth wood is cutting into my collar as the mellowness of my bow glides across strings.   In the dead of night my feet dance across...

15Childhood memories lost in time of space. The gnarly wooden beast fell with a thump. Going anywhere else might cause an erase.   It’s not something you can replace. Wind winded...

I thought everything hated me. The universe was against me. I used to think God didn’t care. I used to think He wasn’t there.   I was followed by rejection. Was despised for...

The following piece won the Quill and Scroll writing contest for December 2021. She listens to the ticking of the clock, Pen glistening by the light of the morning. Ink dried... still infinitely Stuck...

As the year closes and students and teachers start to look back on the past year with the Frederick Dreamcatcher decided to look back ourselves with some poetry. Below are several pantoums from Mr. Coon’s...

Let's face it, it has been a frustrating year. Fortunately, some students in Mr. Coon's Creative Writing class found a way to vent their frustration about the year using one of the newest trends in poetry,...

Forget the pandemic for just one second, there’s another crisis that needs to be heard. The Amazon Rainforest is shrinking, receding; we can’t ignore it and pretend it doesn’t exist. We have...

Stop what you are doing, You’ve been going much too fast; There is something you are losing.   This busy life you have been pursuing, Soon it will all have passed; Stop what you are doing.   Your...

She’s smiling so bright hoping to hide all of her pain on the inside.   Always making jokes, she just does it to not make her mother worry.   Behind her lovely, large, shining blue...