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South Coast High School
2004/2005

I Remember

I remember Flower Avenue and singing in the tree

I remember black boots on the first day of 2 nd grade

even before wearing a polka dot dress with tennis

I remember her almond eyes staring at me with happiness

I remember trippin' out on the sky...for hours

I remember the water tank

the days when we would climb to the top

I remember wondering what it would be like when I was 20

I'm almost there

I remember walking to the market at the end of the road

to get gummies

I remember not remembering

it sucks, just think

I remember when there was no worry in the world

the only worry was the world

Mary L
12 th Grade, South Coast High School
Blake More, Poet Teacher

I am the bottle of alcohol

waiting for you

to pick me up

when you grab me

you already know

what I'm going to do

you are ready to open

but you take me home

when you pour me out into a cup

and put me into your mouth

I make you act different

I can control your mind and body

I can make you feel sad, mad, tipsy

I can make you say things

you keep inside

I can make you drink and drive

and cause an accident

Katrina A
12 th Grade, South Coast High School
Blake More, Poet Teacher

I hold these truths to be self evident

Bush will always be a stuttering moron

PNAC's kindness will always be a front

Dick Cheney will never have even an ounce of honesty

we will always remember this pointless

futile war in anger

people shop while the government kills

I hold these truths to be sacred and undeniable

the corporate media will always hypnotise our youth

society will never promote

creativity or individuality

Anonymous
9th Grade, South Coast High School
Blake More, Poet Teacher

The Energy

The energy flowing through my life,

Like the colors barely shining through the light rain.

Like a spider hunting his prey in a large world.

The world beneath my feet hot,

Like someone telling me to get up,

Take responsibility.

Like the earth pushing me,

Urging me on,

With determination.

I propel myself through the dense fog of my dream,

Realize life is as hard as threading a needle.

Like a hawk that has flown enough,

Searching for food for hours.

Like the never-ending woozy state,

That I am always in.

Like I'm in a box,

Everyone is pressuring me,

To graduate.

I'm tired according to my body,

But must keep motivating myself.

My life is not done already,

Like the ongoing black and white checkered path of my past.

Like a finished poem on a freshly handmade piece of paper.

I feel like school,

Is one big spiraling vortex of colors and life.

Heather T
12 th Grade, South Coast High School
Blake More, Poet Teacher

I Am Sorry To Say

I'm sorry to say that I put dirt on your toothbrush.

You talked a lot of shit.

And since you brush your teeth daily,

And dirty words still come out of your mouth,

It doesn't matter anyway.

I'm kind of sorry I put dirt on your toothbrush

I'm sorry to say that I rubbed your toothbrush all over

the dusty mirror and germ infested tile on the bathroom floor

You called her a "F***ing B" till she cried.

You brush your teeth every day and still have a filthy mouth!

I'm sorry, but I had to put scum on your toothbrush.

Nicole S
12 th Grade, South Coast High School
Blake More, Poet Teacher

Waiting for my energy

I'm in a spiral looking for my next fix

I'm tired of acting "clever"

We grow into a spider hiding in a trailer

I know I'm changing colors

studying on the street

looking so "worried"

sometimes I mute all the people on earth

I say I'm not a junkie

but it is a "stupid" lie

I'm running out of options

I'm on my last thread

I wish I could explain my life

put it on paper

it is time to meet the check

Donny E
11 th Grade, South Coast High School
Blake More, Poet Teacher

Hair

I am your hair

when you get bored with me

you change me

you cut me

dye me

put me up in a messy bun

but you always

do your best

to make me look good

especially when I'm bad

Lillia Ry
9 th Grade, South Coast High School
Blake More, Poet Teacher

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