12th Grade Poems | Examples of 12th Grade Poetry

TEXAS HEATWAVE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ sun-kissed days unfold waves of warmth upon my skin sultry air descends scorching pavement cracks crisp, dry earth beneath my feet summer's fiery breath heatwaves shimmer bright mirages on dusty roads endless, burning days ...

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INTO GOD'S GARDEN* *Note: I originally published this poem at Poetry Soup in June 2025 (www.poetrysoup.com › poem › come_into_gods_...) then deleted it. This is my original poem ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Come into God’s garden. Come as you are. come with the broken, battered pieces that you picked up off the ground after fragile hands let you fall. Come into His garden with the remnants of what they left behind. Come...

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A POET'S LAMENT ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Under the night's blank canvas, I sit, a lone figure, my ink-stained fingers poised. I carry the burden of unsaid poetry, ideas that were never expressed, ...

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As I sit by myself in a room full of Strangers, I listen to the cacophony , The Chaos of Voices, laughter and conversations ; It feels very familiar, and I can't help but wonder how soon it Will end . And again after a few...

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Their words echo in my mind: "Fag8ot" "Homo", "Cock sucker", Until an anxiety arises in the shape of a demon. A constant flock of smoke reminding me of these words that suffocate my every waking minute; every thought in class while trying to learn calculus. Gym class is worse; having to take my pants off and be accused...

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Chuck has rules for his children for his house, truck and wife his rules are inflexible staunch edicts in his life a rule for eating, for putting things away a rule for gardening and swimming in the bay Chuck’s rules are obsessive, some are silly too But since none of them are working, what else can his family do?...

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THE HEAVYWEIGHT AND THE FEATHERWEIGHT Poem written for Ridiculous Comparisons Poetry Contest, Miranda Hawley, sponsor, July 23, 2025 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There’s the elephant, a lumbering titan, a true heavy weight with a heart that beats like thunder, each footfall a seismic event, a gentle giant, who with the grace of a ballet dancer could crush a car if ballet were performed in...

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Procrastination is a devil Feasting on our time Nibbling at progress softly While our plans plan other plans. Again and again we barter Trading now for later Bargaining with time for time Waiting for a tomorrow that never comes. It whispers in kind tone Luring us into delay A labyrinth lined with comfort Where lost moments hide and stay. Again and again we promise To begin when stars...

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I saw a one way ticket A trolley full of lauggage Checking in an apartment, not a hotel This visitor is here to stay I saw a sale agreement Not a stay receipt I saw a full smile Not a half-wit grin Embraced with both hands A bed in well made I see no plan for departure This visitor looks quite settled AI is here...

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It feels like the walls are closing into silence each breath tighter than the last as if love itself might end our existence. I lie here, half a human reaching for air and you. You're holding back, I feel it but something sacred is taking shape. Your thoughts speak in whispers louder than words echoing in rhythm with mine confessing what lips still fear to say. Now...

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Nothing made sense before you even the wind forgot how to whisper and the stars blinked without purpose as if waiting for your light to show them how. Then you appeared like rain in a dry season and my heart, once cracked and tired blossomed at the sound of your voice. Ever since I met you every hour feels like poetry. Even silence speaks your...

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At the end of the day, we’re all a part of the same sunset. ...

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If I could go back in time, I’d go back to when I believed in soulmates the way I believe the stars in the night sky guide us to a predetermined destiny. Poorly illuminated by the moon, leaving you to seek yourself intentionally. Well, I’ve learned you can throw away fate when you make an extremist choice, deviating against that destiny. Like salmon in...

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In July, the sun mocks me—burning bright, yet I shiver in corners, wrapped in fright. The air is warm, the world is gold, but something ancient, cold, takes hold. A voice from the mirror whispers my name, the walls are breathing, they play a game. Shadows crawl like thoughts I hide, my mother’s eyes in the ceiling slide. I light a candle—no warmth,...

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MORNING INSPIRATION Tricube Challenge Poetry Contest, Oliver McKeithan, sponsor, July 23, 2025 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ dawn whispers sun spills gold quiet hope a breeze stirs clouds drift by empty page spark ignites soul finds voice my ink spills ...

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