Rhyme Class Poems

I am not artistic, but
I signed up for a class
To learn to make mosaics
Out of little bits of glass.

We studied some examples
From a long-past ancient...

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Jump, thump, six graders jump
from stone to pebbly stone.
Chirp chirp the robin flies
Across the sky alone.
Crunch chunch the graveled feet,
Sh. . . shoo, a breathy...

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Spin class will be fun my neighbor Veronica said.
I loved the idea, thinking spin wheels in my head.
Maybe I’d make a kite, or a top...

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I walk these many streets

I walk this path of stone

I hunger for a life

That I can call my own

I'm a slave to my job

I'm a...

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In quilting class, we’re making balls;
We cut and sew and stuff
And stitch and stuff some more until
The ball is firm enough.

The pieces start as pentagons
In...

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Forty years are well enrolled, through diggjng dirt i say.'
In Bangladesh and nepal; Afganistan, Bombay.'
Many water wells there are' And yet' so filthy too.?
Its is...

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Although I have not won the prize of money, The Fame will keep me close. Even if the Fame be little above all I can...

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The headline read: “Low deposits and fair repayments!”
The offer of a lifetime, the promise of a lifeline for you and those you love.
But “deposits” aren’t...

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Teach them how to discern and learn,
Don’t leave them helpless to crash and burn.
Teaching them just content, they learn it your way.
Teach them the process...

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AI POEMS

These are poems about AI (Art-ificial Intelligence) and poems about science.

The AI Poets
by Michael R. Burch

The computer-poets stand hushed
except for the faint hum
of their...

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Republicans are red, Democrats are blue.
Neither one gives a  about you..

They are just names, that they feed to the masses..
To keep us fighting on...

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Better again

On get quote this 
Stopped wi the wrangles 
Complex focus 
Offering angles 
Left with the hurt 
Top wi the spin
An ethic of work
Offer a...

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Unnoticed he all went then,
A rare case for my eyes unsent.
Unaware I walked through the corridor's ment ,
Not knowing someone's glorious sparkles were on me...

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They can hear
    They can see
  They're real people
    like you and me  

  The question...

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Tuesday lasses
we all have classes
get up and go
there’s no time to waste
join the flow
there’s no reason to wait
everyone’s hustling
coffee guzzling
bus shuttling
paper shuffling
syllabus assessing
apple-watch checking
there’s a...

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