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Poem Details | by Annika Johnson |
Categories: child, childhood, family, humorous, sympathy, teacher, child, school, child, school,

School

Why does a child have to go to school?
Why do we have to spend so much time working?
This seems simply cruel.
Isn't it just irking?

Some people say school is important for learning
Couldn't a child learn on their own?
It would cause much less yearning,
After all, we can learn from our phones.

I can somewhat see a parents point in sending their child to school.
But why would you choose what we wear?
It just allows us to look like fools,
We may as well come to school bear.

As you can see school is not fair,
So please don’t force us to go if you care.


Poem Details | by Dan Keir |
Categories: allah, angel, angst, confusion, dream, education, faith, freedom, god, happiness, health, heaven, history, holocaust, hope, humorous, imagination, inspirational, introspection, jesus, journey, life, lonely, loss, lost, lost love, miracle, nature, on writing and words, pain, peace, people, philosophy, political, prayer, recovery from..., religious, sad, spiritual, stress, success, sympathy, teacher, time, write,

Haikus About God: III

Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn’t life enough?

Poem Details | by Dan Keir |
Categories: allah, angel, angst, courage, dream, education, faith, fantasy, fear, funny, god, heaven, history, hope, humorous, imagination, inspirational, introspection, jesus, journey, life, lonely, loss, lost, lost love, love, miracle, mystery, nostalgia, on work and working, parody, passion, peace, people, philosophy, political, prayer, recovery from..., religion, religious, spiritual, stress, success, sympathy, teacher, time, write,

Haikus About God: V

Omniscient guy
Yet he lets bad things happen
How can he exist?

Poem Details | by Dan Keir |
Categories: allah, angel, angst, confusion, courage, dream, faith, god, happiness, heaven, history, hope, imagination, inspirational, introspection, jesus, journey, life, lonely, loss, lost, lost love, love, memory, metaphor, miracle, parody, passion, peace, people, philosophy, political, prayer, recovery from..., religion, religious, stress, success, sympathy, teacher, time, uplifting, write,

Haikus About God: IV

God made all people
But some better than others?
Stop being silly.


Poem Details | by Kevin Moran |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, bible, change, christian, courage, cry, dark, emotions, faith, forgiveness, freedom, friend, friendship, god, grief, happiness, happy, heaven, hope, how i feel, i love you, inspiration, inspirational, introspection, jesus, journey, joy, miracle, pain, peace, prayer, relationship, religion, religious, spiritual, teacher, teen, teenage, thank you, thanks, uplifting, visionary, youth,

The Light

They praise me like a saint,
But I am a sinner;
They don't know the man they see.
I am an addict.
Broken eyes to ***********,
Only Jesus can set me free.
Only by His death on the cross
And the grace of His Father's love
Am I able to be set free.
With God as The Light,
The One and Only Light,
The Only Hope in sight,
Will I be set free.
I am free.

Poem Details | by Amy Rose |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, courage, death, dedication, devotion, easter, education, faith, family, children, forgiveness, freedom, friendship, god, happiness, happy, health, hope, inspirational, introspection, jesus, journey, life, love, passion, peace, people, philosophy, relationship, social, spiritual, teacher, tribute, uplifting,

Jesus

Judas betrayed Jesus’s whereabouts
End, was near
Son of God, knew this
Universe of the Son of the Divine Father, restored
Sins of man forgiven, Prince of our Universal domain, alive in the hearts of his children

Poem Details | by Dan Keir |
Categories: allah, angel, angst, education, faith, fantasy, fear, freedom, god, happiness, heaven, history, hope, imagination, inspirational, introspection, jesus, journey, life, lonely, loss, lost, love, metaphor, miracle, mystery, peace, people, political, prayer, religion, religious, spiritual, stress, sympathy, teacher, time, write,

Haikus About God: VI

The body: sacred
We’re all made in God’s image
Hence... circumcision?

Poem Details | by Dorlan Tiu |
Categories: career, grave, homework, humorous, school, teacher, youth,

Walking Dead

Numbness as I walk in halls
A heavy load in my hand I bear
Tome of the ancient past
Portrays a fog in my mind

Emptiness, void and vanity
As I look at zombies like me
Consumed by an epidemic...
Which left us cold-blooded

At the darkness of dusk
When the sun shines no more
I lie below the tombstone of my grave
Devoured by a sleepy hollow in my coffin

Vitality where are you?
Where are your streams of life? 
I' am lost, Where am I?
Oh wait, that's right
I'm in college


Poem Details | by mitchell eadie |
Categories: beautiful, language, poems, poetry, school, sympathy, teacher, teen,

Teacher

Energy and passion,
excitement breeds attraction;
a brilliant work, a masterpiece
explored in true love fashion.

Traversing plots with disregard
for clear-cut truths,
it must be hard
to take.

Our cartoon minds
can’t comprehend
the words she spins,
the twist; the end.

So calmly,
I walk out the door
and know my thoughts mean
nothing more,
than love.

Poem Details | by Kevin Moran |
Categories: angel, cat, child, christian, courage, death, depression, faith, fear, forgiveness, god, grief, hope, inspirational, jesus, life, loss, lost, love, pain, peace, people, prayer, recovery from..., religious, sad, school, sorrow, spiritual, teacher, tribute,

Sandy Hook

Today, it just doesn't seem fair
That we are still able to breathe.
They have given us their air-
Our duty to lead the life they leave.

Poem Details | by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories: education, grief, growing up, history, teacher,

Head of the Class

My heart sank
That buttery sweet voice
summoning me to the front of the class
I stood there chalk in hand
shoulders slumped
The question you asked
for the answer you knew
You chose not to teach
rather to embarrass
I was not a welcome guest
Hallowed halls of learning not my home
I stared emotionless
blackboard covered in dust
Laughter filled the room
Still I could shrink no further
oh how I wished to disappear
You called on one of the special ones
perfect clothing
perfect smile
a joy to behold
She removed the burden from my hand
I returned to my place of shame
sitting at the head of the class

Poem Details | by Agatha Jetaime |
Categories: sympathy, teacher, wisdom, woman, world, youth,

The mirror test

Am I the person I want to be?
Oh my, please cut out the silly questions.
Do I pass mirror test? To some degree:
A gorgeous but with sad eyes reflection.

I want to exhibit self-confidence, 
To be passionate and yet strong like steel,
I imagine possessing prominence
In professional circles but appeal

To sympathy, oftentimes compassion,
Crave a form of distant childhood sequel.
Want to shine and stand out in relation
To fruitful environment of equals. 

And foremost I want to be a mother!
One who is a teacher, loving, tender.
Lately I get thoughts "Why even bother
Finding candidate of other gender?"

Poem Details | by Keith Trestrail |
Categories: death, eulogy, teacher,

For Wynnis Johnson

Woe to mortal limits in death betold 
  for dust you are and to dust you return;
an earth vessel destined to not grow old
  now sealed before time fills a dateless urn.
To do, and unto my lost cause to teach;
  did I not that nobility disgrace!
Yet still you sought to seek, to touch, to reach,
  and to look upon the soul and its face.  
Like a thresher to the chaff's sounding flail
  you were as the driven wind that winnowed,
yet breathless now is your deathly still vale
  and by your sad leave is my tribute owed.
Real was my discontent - my foolery,
yet you never failed or abandoned me.


                 

                February 1994

Poem Details | by Amar Agarwala |
Categories: teacher, wisdom,

EPITAPH OF PROFESSOR JOHN PETERSON

I know not where he lies
My professor old,
But I knew him from youth
He had a heart of gold.

I muse the words he said 
His wizened grey hair,
Glasses atop his nose
With a gaze that would snare.

I feel his affections
When am down and blue,
Know the soil he graces
Is blessed with spirits true.

I wish I could someday
Find his graveside gray,
And offer him orchids
T o rest his soul and  pray.

Oh! My professor old,
Thy heart of pure gold,
Lamp that you lit in me
With your wisdom untold!
	***********

Poem Details | by Nicholas Enloe |
Categories: death, life, nature, teacher, tree, teacher, tree,

The Teacher Tree

all of them sustain,
some wilted,
all vital,
each a part of the teacher tree.

speaking different parables,
humming different songs,
each falling its own way in the end.

tell me, tell me teacher tree,
why they have to die?
some too soon to truly live,
struggling and suffering.

the sun will scorch,
the winds will dry,
each one of your sacred leaves.

the teacher tree won't answer,
and all the leaves will try
to tell you why they matter.

every living one does matter,
and was made so all could exist.

the teacher tree stays silent,
but answers every one,
and every fallen leaf
is one with him,
forever and forever.

Poem Details | by Tamra Amato |
Categories: death, faith, inspirational, life, loss, uplifting

Frank--- Friend and Spiritual Teacher

A holy man in a hospital bed
Preciously wrapped,
Like a mystic infant
Radiant, beautifully sculpted
against white sheets.

You're dying you say.
Your voice a lamp,
Another lesson strung
on a rosary of sacred moons,
to be held in prayer,
while darkness swaddles you.

Poem Details | by Jimmi Canada |
Categories: august, betrayal, break up, change, first love, forgiveness, games, goodbye, grief, hope, i am, imagery, places, poets, proposal, spoken word, storm, teacher, war, wind,

Not like this

Revelations,

intimating sanctions,

sailing you to make-shifts,

assailing with blank lips-

I rock Hetty,
while she make's a day-list,

I'm rock steady,
but she's having her hanky tins.

We both have a family-
they all have flailing limbs,

why can't we get along on a train we ask?

But soon lose to space ships

Poem Details | by Victoria Lucas |
Categories: appreciation, death, grief,

More Than A Teacher

Dedicated to the late Ms. Garbus
She could never be thanked enough
For the ways in which she touched our community 

Twisting the tango
As she taught me to 
Pursue all of my passions 
No need for decisions
A call to action for 
Random Acts of Kindness
Personal, I couldn't realize 
Blind
Far removed from our view
Glowing, radiant, we remember her
Hardworking determination and 
Justin Timberlake poster 

To be removed

She was more than a teacher.
Her character is weaved through each of us 
Rest easy, Rest easy, 
Rest well, Ms. Garbus 







Poem Details | by Jay Eddy |
Categories: betrayal, break up, dark, death, deep, evil, teacher,

Dying Love

Here I lie
Left here to die
By those considered allies 
So today is the day love dies
Harden the heart
Deaden the soul
Let your heart grow cold
But wait my advice should not be heeded
For I am not what you needed
Don't be like me
Be wise and see
That the love in your heart is what makes you good
Don't put on the darkness' hood
For the day love dies
Is the day the soul dies
And i don't want that for you my dear child

Poem Details | by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories: animal, bird, death, teacher,

SCHOOLROOM MENAGERIE

she saved a bird
after
he landed
with feet in the air
near
the ceramic bunny —
someone’s brother
(in the garden)

ginger snaps
on her cool desk.
cages upon cages
of snakes
and an orange-cheeked
cockatiel.

i loved to talk
to that bird
“Twhoo, twhoo, twhoo”

the bird was there
in the afternoon
when
almost all
classrooms were dark.

one day they removed
all the fun
from her room

not one gingercrumb was left.
                  not one
even hinted
cancer

7/10/2020

*Dedicated to a friendly teacher and a little boy





Poem Details | by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: color, death, fashion, fear, grief, student, teacher,

Color Knows No Fear

I asked the white student to take off his hood
   The police might suspect he was up to no good
He glared at me, said, "Oh, really, teacher
   Since when are you a teen-fashion preacher?"

That tall, skinny kid shook his head; I shook mine
   My world started spinning; perhaps that was the sign
When I heard about the shooting on the evening news
   I felt that my blood, not his, on the sidewalk had oozed

The rest of his class got the message
   They all got rid of their hoodies --
Too late to save one teen's life, so precious, so dear
   Color matters not when it comes to fear