The Broadcaster presents a new outlet for poetry and creative writing! The newspaper website will be a free place to submit your poetry talents. I felt the need to begin a poetry corner to let everyone know you shouldn’t hide your writing, even if you’d rather share it anonymously.
If you would like to submit your poetry to the newspaper for publication, please email me and I will look over it and give you credit. But if you would like to be known as an anonymous writer, let me know in your email. With permission from you, I will review your poems and help start a deeper conversation about your writing.
And if you would like to be in a contest centered on poetry, the library is hosting a spring poetry-writing competition. Any student or staff member can submit up to two poems on any theme and written in any style. The authors of the top two poems will receive a prize. Submissions are due by Wednesday, April 30. Email or bring entries to Mrs. Heaslip in the library.
–Mary Fritschie, Poetry Studio editor and writer
This week’s poem, by Mary Fritschie
“In the end“
I wanted to be held tight, by you every night
You were my light, when everything was right
But in the end i was your nothing
Even though you were still my everything
You like to say things behind my back
While I still try and comprehend your lack
I try and understand why,
but all you do is lie
You become dry
And all that does is make me cry
I hoped you would change, so I stayed in range
But it turns out you rather lose me than fix your issues.
Poem review: I wrote this poem while having to try and fix a relationship that I didn’t ruin or even end. I’ve noticed that when I write good poems, it’s always after something bad happened.
This poem reflects on how I still feel connected to that relationship. I feel as if I still mourn for his love, but I’m better off.
I feel like poems about love only mean and attract people who have experienced true love and heartbreak, but that’s my personal opinion.
This poem could have used better wording, but if you sit and think about it, you could understand it.

