Author: Matthew

For the basketball court
the court is as smooth as baby skin
it grip
The strips

the flawless net
when you shoot the ball
the wind blowing
the cold double rim

U feel ur da best
The ball bouncing
The work ur putting in
sweating hard

Heart pound like a drum
The play you just did
Crowd yell
You think you’re the greatest
Of all times

Keeling Middle School

7th

Backyard I love you,
you hold my pool
you allow my do to do
its business on your grass.
You allow me
to throw parties on you,
you are so beautiful
you hold our barn
you are so big, I love you.
You let us walk our horses on you,
but at least the keep your grass
down. You let us invite friends over
and jump and play games on you
I hope you will be the same
as I get older. I hope that we can put
an even bigger pool on you
if you allow that for me and then
hopefully we can extend your area
even bigger. I love how
the bird feeder hangs on your porch
and when the birds come to eat
I like to see the cat try
and chase the birds.

Keeling Middle School

7th

Hate is everywhere
People will always spite, but
we can still get along

Murchison Middle School

8th

You were new at our school, yet you weren’t shy
A flurry of colors beat in your heart.
You always warned and wanted to know why
Hearts and minds are at war and should stay apart.
Friendship flowered into watercolors:
Delicate petal pinks, soft baby blues,
And with the brightest of yellow wonders
Icy-pale winters turned into light’s muse.
But watercolors are temporary,
Running like rivers and fading away.
Now I never stay, I’m always wary;
Maybe your goal was only to betray.
You were wrong, both my heart and mind agree:
You’re on the other side of the world to me.

L.C. Anderson High School

9th

The coming of an end long waited
By sword, by pen
Both filled with thoughts ever hated
Hate fueled by the darkness in a righteous man’s soul
Like a beast kept under watchful eye
Waiting for the moment the master will die
Just a pen and a sword to decipher the truth
Many hours wasted in times of youth
Forgiveness is needed instead of tooth for tooth
Forgiveness is already given to those under his roof
A pen and a sword opposites of one another
Pen giving life like a loving mother
And a sword taking it away for a hated brother
By pen by sword
The coming of an end long waited.

Murchison Middle School

8th

The humid air embrace hugs me like a bear
Sand in my dripping wet salty hair
I’m in despair to feel the warmth
I suffocate without the spirit of hope
Nobody wants to hear it but I’m slowly drowning
I wish the Jupiter rain could fill me up ’til I see stars and my head is pounding
It feels much better than knowing the real concept of life has let you go
The blurry faded faces of people you used to know

All of today’s world is filled with snow and swirling white clouds of infinite pain
In the distance I can see
The swaying palm trees and faint smell of E-cigs
The lapis paint of the ocean waving for me to come home
All this expeditive motion produces emotion

An empty gaping hole floats in my heart from where I used to feel real life and true smiles
Grasping on forgotten people makes my stomach churn and m fingertips burn
But irreplaceable humans always turn into memories
You might lose the thought of them over time
But once you feel their presence again,
Your heart instantly remembers and fills

I swear this to the bone
I’ll open my eyes in the morning and end up home
I want to discard the emotion of alone.

Murchison Middle School

8th

She is white
Her skin is untouched snow
She is proud and she is pure
But she is not flawless

He is colored
His skin is like rich chocolate, oak trees, soft leather
He is strong and he is unique
But he is not equal

He is queer
He is loved and he is loving
He is content and he is accepting
But he is not valued

We fight for those who ar judged
But we judge those who are judging
We are organized and we are segregated
We value uniqueness while we oppress the unique

A rose is a rose regardless of color
A beach is a beach despite the sand
A human is a Human
And that makes us all the same

Between the fine, lines, the bars, and the tags
We are no better, no stronger, no lesser
Than every person around us
Because they are humans, too

Murchison Middle School

8th

A whisper
Echoes throughout my head.
Words
Bounce around in my brain.
An image
Burned into my retina
Won’t go away.

My eyes snap open.
Bright light fills my vision.
Tears are escaping my lacrimal gland.
I blink profusely
To return my eyes to their normal,
Vacant state.

It is loud.
Voices shout
Over machines
That are ceaselessly beeping.
Everyone is dressed in long white dresses,
With hair nets
And blue gloves.
Why are the wearing masks? Where am I?

That small image
Comes spiraling back into focus.
I remember,
For the first time
In three years.

A black vehicle
Runs a red light, into me.
My vision goes black,
And I lay in a coma
For three years, until just now.

Murchison Middle School

8th

The bright sun is blazing,
in a sea of blue.
A gentle wind grazing
the tops of trees, too.

Suddenly, blue fades to gray.
The wind picks up; the rain pours down.
Trapped in their houses they will stay,
as destruction occurs throughout the town.

Houses crumble into piles of rubble,
water invading all around.
With storms and floods come great trouble,
trees are blown to the ground.

While some of us stayed safe and dry,
others were affected a great deal more.
Now all there’s left to do is try
to restore the city it was before.

Murchison Middle School

8th

Biscuits are my favorite snack
This is an undeniable fact

Warm with a golden tint
Looking over causes my eyes to squint

At the beauty of the delicious biscuits
I begin to eat all of them, one by one

Until my stomach says no more
And I am done

Biscuits are my favorite snack
This is an undeniable fact

Murchison Middle School

8th