December PSS Poetry Contest
Winners
Loves . . . Past, Present, and Future
You've been hurt too many times and you say all men are the same
When a good man comes to heal the burns of the past flame
You push him away blaming him for the heated blaze from the past
Never giving him the chance to ignite a passionate fire
With love, care, and affection.
Your life is stuck on rewind
He wants to push play and move forward in the right direction
If you keep dwelling in the past you'll never know what the future holds
You can't close a door if you never open it
Can't allow your past to haunt you forever
So stop blaming the present for the past
Or you'll never have a future.
Malik Bentley, 12th grade
It hurts to see your friend one day
The next he’s gone
And you turn on the news
Your cousin is the killer
How can you manage?
Both of the people
You love are gone
Over something
So stupid
Sinaa Thinn, 9th grade
December PSS Poetry Contest
Winners
Best Time of the Year
The Holidays
It is the best time of the year
When ornaments glisten like diamonds
When boxes stand tall like robots
And stars shine so bright, and
Lights fill your imagination with ideals
What is it about the holidays
That make us happy?
The dinner, the family,
The laughter,
The once-in-a-while reunion,
The weather, Thanksgiving,
Christmas,
The turkey or ham?
That will always be history’s question.
It will be, until the new minute,
The new hour, the new day,
The new week, the new month,
The New Year, the new decade,
The new century,
The new history,
The next life.
When our intentions get high and
Ho! Ho! Ho! ‘s give you warmth inside
When kids hop like rabbits
Around the tall tree
When happiness knows no border
When it is so cold outside,
You need a coat
And can’t sail your boat,
When snowballs cause fights
And Christmas angels fill the sky
Magenta Heisler, 8th Grade
La’Dray Maxwell, 12th grade
Apologetic Forgiveness
I’m the really, really
If you ask why, I’ll tell you it’s my honesty
If I hurt your feelings, then accept my apology
I just need my mind blown from the shot
Of forgiveness and hear it so logically
I only asked not once and not twice
But one-hundred times
So I stop, I breath, and I take my last glance
Then I ask for a second chance
Jeffrey Worley, 9th grade
December PSS Poetry Contest
Honorable Mentions
I Don’t Know
I don’t know how to do this poem stuff
Writing poems seems more complicated than tough
I tried doing it just now, but nothing came to mind
It feels like my mind has gone completely blank
Wait, wait . . . I got it! Oh, never mind.
Anthony Jordon, 9th grade
Nachos
Tacos soft and tasty
Ground beef lays
On the shell
Warm shredded cheese
Sprinkled on top followed
By juicy diced tomatoes &
One of my favorite vegetables- lettuce
Pour salsa sauce on top
LET’S DIG IN!
Sinaa Thinn, 9th grade
Three Million Guys
Three million guys, three million lies
Always hurt; can’t be trusted
Lies seem to always be my prize,
My puzzle, my game, my time wasted
And thrown into shame
I feel embarrassed, hurt, and ashamed
For believing in a straight up game.
Charane Metcalf, 9th grade
What Happened?
What happened
in the bathroom?
Why they taking pics?
What happened?
David Fisher, 9th grade