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The Yearbook

With the cover designed by a student
(In a contest where everyone tried),
The yearbook impressed
And, as you might have guessed,
Pumped 5th graders and parents with pride.

Filled with photos, including class pictures
From their very first year up ‘til now,
Every child’s beaming face
Showed in every place
That the layouts would neatly allow.

There were pages for each of the seniors,
With

Categories: yearbook, appreciation,
Form: Rhyme

ONE YEARBOOK PHOTO

When I heard an old friend from high school was sick
I picked up my high school yearbook from the shelf were it has stood.
and when I opened it…I paused…it smelled like childhood.

I hadn’t seen this friend for many years but we’ve kind of kept in touch
and much to my delight
I found a picture of the

Categories: yearbook, friend, memory,
Form: Rhyme

Yearbook

I'm searching my school yearbook once again;
I have not done so in a while,
and see them looking back at me- as when
they were so young- each with a smile.

And here they are, as I knew everyone-
still teens, carefree- their lives ahead
not knowing if their years planned a long-run-
or sadly be cut off instead.

I scan each

Categories: yearbook, high school, sympathy, tribute,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

My Dusty Yearbook

Dusty from the basement was my yearbook.
Through the molded pages I did take a look
remembering the days when life was so carefree.
Was that young girl with hopeful smile really me?

So many other pages with the hopeful smiles,
Belinda, Sandra, Samuel, William and yes Kyle.
So many pages stuck together from ill care.
Can’t remember what was ever pictured

Categories: yearbook, 12th grade, memory,
Form: Rhyme

Yearbook 1960

Flipping through the pages
Skimming the dried ink
So many questions it raises
Oh, the many things I think

Who are these young faces
And where are they, today
Though they left many traces
Green, they couldn’t stay

The smell of aged paper
Nostalgia hits my nose
20th century flavor
Ketamine and blow

They wrote of their “tomorrow”
But that was yesterday
I feel a bit of sorrow
They’ve surly

Categories: yearbook, 12th grade, class, history,
Form: Rhyme

The Yearbook

The Yearbook


The years have since gone by—
aged seniors now are we.
I scan each page to see
lost friends with teary eye;
then note, with relieved sigh,
some are still here with me.

Our yearbook is online—
my high school friends all there.
But posted clear to share,
a list beneath a sign
of those who crossed the line
and climbed our Heaven's stair.

Salutes to

Categories: yearbook, age, friendship, high school,
Form: Sonnet

A Yearbook Pickup Line

He wrote inside my 9th grade yearbook: "I'd like to get with you inside a kayak."

 Today I would respond: 
"Your kisses were so heavenly, but you abandoned me. 
So it's a 'no' to me and you together in a small canoe!"

Dedicated to my first kiss, Glenn, a real son-of-a-preacher man.

Categories: yearbook, lost love, , 9th
Form: I do not know?

Message In a Yearbook

I see your stuttering on paper
in criss-crosses and muffled writing.
Years have past;
your confusion still lives on these glossy pages.

Was it a confession?
You know this too well,
but a cool breeze lies at the end of this hell.
Was it something more sinister?--
it doesn't get better,
so I'll just wish you good luck.

I wish I had asked you.

All I

Categories: yearbook, depression, nostalgia,
Form: Free verse

Yearbook For the Blind

Silence has taken it’s toll on me
A breeze sifts through the light fabrics of my shirt
Stalling time
In the yearbook for the blind.

Creeping upon me is the quiet of the air
Forever captured in never-ending scenery
The soft daylight reaching through to the reader’s sensitive fingertips
Miniature lush green leaves of miniature trees forever held in place.

I stand frozen

Categories: yearbook, art, imagination, peace, places,
Form: Narrative