Poetry contest

Students explore serious themes in library poetry contest – Coastal Observer

The best poems in this year’s Friends of the Waccamaw Library competition have a more serious tone than last year.

Cathy Filiatreau, president of the nonprofit poetry, said it was reflective of the students who have spent the past year coping with the COVID-19 pandemic and all the challenges that have come with it.

This was the 12th year of the competition, which attracted 71 entries from middle school students from Waccamaw Neck. The top five poets are all students of Elizabeth Intrieri’s class at Waccamaw Middle.

“That Night”, by Taryn Yonker, deals with the subject of sexual assault. Taryn added a note at the end of the poem to let the judges know she was not in a “bad mental state”, she just wanted to raise awareness.

“All my friends ask me if I’m okay and they take it very seriously and it makes me happy to realize that they’re focusing on it and people might start taking it more seriously,” Taryn said. .

Hope Joyce wrote “Everlasting Change” to encourage people to be themselves.

“I was thinking about how there’s a lot of hate in the world and how some people change themselves for other people,” Hope said. “They shouldn’t. They should love themselves.

Stella Eubanks, who is a dancer, thought about the feeling she felt just before going on stage to perform when she wrote “Anticipation”.

Jacob Hancock put some “random thoughts” on paper and came up with “Life to Death”. He said winning the contest was a good thing, especially when he found out he wouldn’t have to read his poem aloud in front of people.

Steven Paris didn’t think his poem, “America,” was very good, so he was excited when he found out he had won.

Social studies is Taryn, Steven and Hope’s favorite subject at school.

“I love that you can learn about past events and people and how we’ve gotten better since that time,” Hope said.

“I think it’s cool to learn about the history and the things that they had that we don’t have now and the things that we have now that they didn’t have,” Steven said. “How things worked out.”

Jacob’s favorite subject is math. Stella loves English.

Taryn, Hope, Jacob, Stella and Stevie each received $50, a book of poetry and a journal.

Everyone Changes | I hope Joyce

Everyone evolves

Change happens everyday

Human nature will continue to change

But what gives you the right to change for someone else

People who work overtime change to adapt to the status quo

Change yourself to please others

Convince yourself that it was for the best

But was it?

Do you feel better now that you have changed to fit another person’s point of view

Are you ashamed of the real you

You shouldn’t, so don’t

What gives others the right to tell you how to live

Live for yourself not for others

Be yourself

If you keep changing for others

One day you’ll look in the mirror and you won’t recognize yourself anymore

So don’t do

Don’t change for others

You are yourself, I am me

Sometimes that’s all we can be

Anticipation | Stella Eubanks


The cables have come undone,

Signals are lost

I feel the transmissions across the landscape

But no one gets


As the winds whip

And the trees cover their heads

I am standing; hope

That everything will be fine

Once the storm has passed


I am there, motionless

When the sound vibrates and vibrates,

Everything outside becomes silent and serene.

There is only flash and current:

And at that moment lightning polarizes every vein.

And now

I’m here


To transmit

Life to Death | Jacob Hancock

From life to death

From death to dust

Everything fades into nothing

nothing changes everything

Try as we might

The cycle is endless

There’s a price on everything

What is the cost of living

What is the cost of dying

There’s a price on everything

But is the price high

How many eyes are watching

How many laws are broken without justice

How many truths are buried under a mountain of lies

How many unanswered questions

What do you do to escape reality

What false fantasies come to mind

We can believe our own lies

But what is the truth

And what is the lie

America | Steven Paris

Born from the flame of revolution

twelve twenty and four years ago,

great peacemaker of the west–

with one hand she holds high the torch of freedom and

in the other the scales of justice.

Those who dare to oppose her now find themselves beneath the surging waves;

countless brutal wars she fought.

Although its dark past is dominated by inequality,

in its future lies a world of equality.

For the wind has turned;

we woke up.

The blindfold of ignorance has fallen

The sun emerges

about this new freedom.

this night | Taryn Yonker

I never said yes

But I never said no

I wasn’t even in control

This night took me as a whole

When it happened I lost my soul

Tears were falling from my eyes

I had no control no matter how hard I tried

Now I can’t face it

When I do, I feel disgrace

This night hurt

But I go on and wear the same skirt

Am I wrong to ask whose fault it is

Or do I just keep feeling stopped

I never said yes

I never said no

But in the end the question remains

Did I have control?

* This poem was written to raise awareness about rape and sexual assault. I am in no way in a bad mental state.