St. Petersburg High School 1991 Yearbook (St. Petersburg, FL) - Full Access

Thoughts Walking along the "thought" beach, At night, staring at the lights. Across the water, ideas, Shining for those who take the time, To wonder, to imagine, to feel. The moon shimmering in waves, Nighttime being displayed in Dreams floating by. Thoughts not yet materialized. here the road ends, here the grass is, Where? here the skyline is of sky, here the people do not die, here the animals are free, here the air is made of air, here the people are humane. here the love is made of care, here the fence fades, here the rules are not, here the money is of none, here the free are free, here the flowers are, - Jennifer Gall here the light comes from the sun, here the peace is quiet, here the life is pure, here the neighbors all do share, here this place is, I know ... his place is nowhere. - David Valdez : ~ ,, 0 ~· .>/ ' ;• ,..r"'--r.. J'<'~- ~·,-· ··r,.r:-·~..,. . Alone I walk through the garden alone; And in the distance I see a bird. Actually, there are two birds, But at least they're not alone. Running in the forest alone, I can see the river and its animals. Yet, still I run on alone. I am stopped in a dead silence alone, Listening to the superficial chatter around me, Some feel secure in this conventionality. But I choose to walk on Alone. - Tammy Jaycox "The Rose" - Alischea Bell