Viking Call

Upper Merion High's Student Newspaper

Arielle Oslon

Art & Poetry

Why Winter?

Flowers in the meadow Unprepared for the frostI wonder if they see what’s coming Or just watch in aweAs the clouds roll over,Promising something refreshing and familiarAn old friend appears, but in a different stateFormerly soft, wet and warm, Now…

The Last Fall

The seasons change like every yearBut this one is different, the end I fearThe last fall at homeBefore I strayTo some strange place that is far away Paling leaves blow in familiar circlesLike clockwork, ebbing breezes and rising chillsAlways thought…

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Gatsby From Daisy’s Perspective

We moved down the steps towards the car. Gatsby went to the passenger side and opened the door for me. I looked back at him.   “I want to drive,” I said.   “Who would I be to stop a girl like…

I did it Mom!

“I made it in!”  I did it Mom! I stare at the computer screen in awe As congratulations rolls across And I try not to cry Everything I’ve worked for Years of nothing but studying Now a new sparkle in…

The Life of a Duck

How could a duck ever be lame? They lead such adventurous lives But in comparison to mine, quite tame… No ducks chase other ducks with knives Though lame, they experience no fears I guess that’s one good thing about being…

The Return of Movie Theatres

With the first projected film screening in 1894, the movie theatre industry has grown and changed, eventually becoming the cornerstone of visual entertainment. But as digital screening sites continue to grow in size, will COVID be a nail in the…

Cookie Sonnet

So crisp and thin, yet holds the weight of all. A simple way to fix what’s truly wrong. The precious scent that carries down the hall. Such grace created fills the world with song. Combined together with its true friend…

Fall Comforts

The sound of dried leaves crash against the sidewalk The temperature is brisk, but the picturesque scene of the golden skyline creates an inner warmth that can protect against any chilly afternoon As the wind continues to howl, a distinct…

Second Best

Always glanced over, overlooked, over seen Longing for an empty shoulder in which they could lean They stop so they can tie their shoe, in hopes their friends will wait But of course deep down they know that is never…