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Details | Free verse |
I stand at the front of the exam hall, which is in total silence. Grey desks stretch out in neat rows - they remind me of gravestones in the local cemetery, with white faced students their unwilling occupants. The only sounds that can be heard are the pages being turned over and the scrawling of pens on the paper. Exam invigilators creep around the room like mice, their hawk like eyes ensure no one is cheating. Suddenly a booming fart breaks the silence - it sounds like a machine gun that has been fired in short staccato blasts. We can clearly see the perpetrator as his face is as red as a raspberry! Muffled giggles are stifled and silence is once again restored. A true story! Noise Contest Sponsored by Shadow Hamilton 03~09~17

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2017




Details | Rhyme |
Ana
She writes her songs and her poems,
not one person know 'em.
She listens to the sound of her music,
she's stuck to it like a tick.

If someone took the time to listen,
her true colors would glisten.
She's put on a mask,
and hid everything when someone asked.

She was the type of girl who would always laugh,
making you wish it would last.
She was the type of girl who would smile the day away,
too bad it is no longer that way.

She is now the girl who is depressed,
I bet you're impressed.
Since no one could tell
that she was going through hell.

Everyone thought she was happy, 
when really, she felt crappy.
Everyone thought she was having the time of her life,
who would have guess her best friend was a knife?

She spent her days alone,
she seemed to do everything on her own.
Never once wanted help.
Thought she could do everything herself.

Then the day came,
when she lost the game.
She fell apart,
and everyone saw her broken heart.

They saw the way she overreacted.
Oh, if only you saw the way she acted.
She bruised herself, scratched herself, and made herself bleed,
no one knew what it was that she needed.

They saw her tears,
and that was what she feared.
They found out she wasn't okay,
oh, she hated that day.

Everyone found out about her secret,
and she wish they'd just forget,
but she knew they couldn't,
and that they wouldn't.

She left that town and started over,
no one knew she went undercover.
She said she got better,
when really... something else occurred. 

She secretly hurt herself,
and walked away from help.
Everyone thought she recovered,
when really, she was undercover.

She secretly wanted to get worse,
no one knew of course.
No one cared to ask,
if she was wearing her mask.

Now it's too late,
she locked the gate.
Killed herself,
everyone had forgotten she needed help.

Goodbye cold world,
this was a story of a girl
who once loved everyone
then feared who it was who won.

Copyright © Ana Jusino | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |
YOU’RE THE WEAK ONE


You’re the weak one, you’re a bully.  The weak one is definitely
not me.

The bully is always the weak one, but your weakness you can’t
seem to see.

So, I’m going to try to shed a little light on your weak and inappropriate ways.

Your weakness began on your first bullying day.

Your false sense of power is not strength at all; it is a cry for help desperately trying to break through.

I actually feel a little sorry for you.

Weak kids like you always seek to find other kids they can dominate.

Bullies do this with vicious words, inappropriate actions, and misguided hate. 

Is being a weak bully the banner you want to carry for the rest of your life?

Get rid of the bully banner forever; take up a banner that shows respect, 
understanding, and tolerance for others, and always hold that one very high.

	Al Johnson
 

Copyright © Al Johnson | Year Posted 2012




Details | Free verse |



I wrote my first poem a lifetime ago, 
when I was a schoolboy. 
There was little room for experiment, 
or thinking outside the box. 
Teacher dictated the terms and the 
poetry forms that were allowed. 

He even selected the subject matter. 
We all had to write a poem about a trip 
to the sea-side, either real or imagined. 
I elected to go for the latter, and I was 
determined to make it light-hearted, 
and hopefully amusing. 

My maiden poem no longer exists, 
but I remember that it was about 
going down to the beach barefoot, 
and being bitten on the big toe by a crab. 
I did a one-legged dance with the crab still 
clinging to my big toe. 

The teacher did find my poem amusing, 
and he selected it as one of the best, 
though not THE best - that distinction 
went to another boy, who tried to write 
like Wordsworth, but went totally 
over the top, in my humble opinion. 

Since then, I have learned that a poet 
can write about anything, and in any 
form or style. He (or she) can even invent 
his (or her) own form or style. 
So, when I returned to poetry writing, 
many years later, I resumed my journey... 

With an untrammelled mind! 

Copyright © Robert Haigh | Year Posted 2017

Details | Sonnet |
Teacher, shall I write a sonnet? Must I?
When I’m not so sure of my poetry…
Shall I write a poem of fourteen lines?
In iambic pentameter –by me?

What shall I write about? What can I say?
In this sonnet which I must jot down now?
My sonnet should be about what today?
To write a great sonnet I’m not sure how…

Teacher, can I write this sonnet later
For I’m not sure of what to write about?
The teacher then takes my simple paper
And “you already did.” my teacher shouts.

‘Detention’ my teacher says, ‘for lying,’
‘But thank you,’ she adds, ‘for at least trying.’

 © Mariam Mababaya.

Copyright © Mariam M. | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |
Every day is the same,
Ordinary,
With me wishing that something would happen,
Making it extraordinary,
The only time that I know I'm extraordinary,
Is when I write,
The words flowing from my fingertips,
At peace,
Not worried what others think of me,
For once,
Peace,
Solace,
In my crazy middle school days,
No worries,
All else fades,
And I am alone with my words,
No cares,
But to create beauty,
Something that will move someone,
That will touch someone in ways they can't explain.

Copyright © Amelia Harmon | Year Posted 2011

Details | Free verse |
Numbers on 
White board…names written hori-
zontally

Students ask
To go pee…right when class starts – 
THAT’S just wrong…

Bathroom line
Of students who have bladder
Problems – WOW!

People are
Not using lunchtime to do 
Their business 

No one knows
When to do their duties – SER-
IOUSLY?

Copyright © JW Earnings | Year Posted 2013

Details | Senryu |
Kids go down
The slide…they head toward the swings
TIME TO SCREAM!

Free time ends
Their parents want to go home
Frowns exchange 

Copyright © JW Earnings | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |
Like sick allergies, 
Boredom can be passed around
I call it: THE BOREDOM DISEASE

Like a horrid storm,
Boredom can catch you off guard
Hold on for DEAR LIFE!

Like the whooping cough,
Boredom can be serious
If I were you, I’d
Get a vaccination ! 

Copyright © JW Earnings | Year Posted 2013

Details | Narrative |
The eraser belonged to me; it was saved by my mother and returned along with many other 
childhood items when I became middle aged. I was curious as to why she would save a 
stubby old eraser from the primary grades, so she reminded me of its’ one and only use. My 
faded memory of that time suddenly became crystal clear, as my mother recounted for me a 
watershed episode from my formative years. 

I had, as they say these days “acted out in school once again,” this time by writing 
unspeakable words in a textbook. Without any hesitation or forethought, I chose as my 
repository the teachers’ edition of our English composition book. Quite frankly, at the time, I 
thought they were literary gems worthy of publication. That’s why I knowingly inscribed them 
there for all to see. Upon further review by more knowledgeable minds, it was determined 
corrective guidance and a phone call home was in order.
 
I was to spend several hours after school that day sweating in contemplative silence as I 
erased the teachers’ edition and many other similarly defaced books. It was during this time 
of reflection that I ground that eraser down to the stub as it remains today. The last visible 
vestiges of my bad expositions disappeared forever that hot afternoon, along with more than 
half of the eraser.

Mother then reminded me of what she overheard the Superintendent tell me, as she sat 
mortally ashamed and waiting for hours in the hallway outside that sweltering classroom. I 
can still visualize her ample adult size, trying in vain to get comfortable, in a sticky one 
armed desk made for a 5th grader.

“ John, I want you to try and remember this:
WHAT YOU SAY to others might last with them until THEY DIE.
But regretful WORDS YOU WRITE, the residue of which, will last long after YOU DIE. 
So you keep what’s left of this eraser and I hope you never need to use it again.”


*For the "Rub it out" contest, i still have the eraser.

Copyright © John Trusty | Year Posted 2010

Details | Iambic Pentameter |
Blank Verse Rhyme

The master said “create blank verse in lines of ten”.
Form five Iambic feet without a rhyme.
“These five Iambic feet you must achieve”.
The verse will have a rhythm you can hear,
when studied closely this will be revealed.

For, lines of blank verse rhyming discontents
the master. “Do it over, take all night”!
The lines of blank verse sing a little song,
each syllable, each rhyme, you’ll hear them ring!
You’ll sing the tune of verses blank and pure.

And now I keep up with this blank verse trick,
I hear its tick ten syllables per line.
It rhymes so soft; I have it mastered now,
so naturally it falls right from my pen.
Oh, where will this blank verse rhyme find an end?

Yet, twenty lines of syllables came out
much faster still than I had thought they should.
I love each rhyme, the timing so precise,
I hope it pleased the eye and ear. I turned
it in, it came back very clearly signed

“Rejected”.


-Tiffany R-2009

Copyright © Tiffany Ragsdale | Year Posted 2012

Details | Rhyme |
She has so much pain inside of her,
she doesn't know how to address it.
So she turns the pain into anger,
after she explodes, she becomes quiet.

She goes up to her room, upset.
Why does the world hate her so?
She thinks to herself, “That’s it!”
But in reality, it isn't though.

She lies on her bed,
Pulls out her book and reads.
As she turns the pages, she loses her head,
In her mind, she thinks “This is what I need.”

A place to escape the world,
Somewhere she can run.
For it seems everyone hates this girl,
And nothing she does is fun.

She plays her cello 
And loses herself in the music
She does this when she feels low
Then she plays the song of her pick

She listens to the beat she makes,
Trying to make it sound perfect,
But oh, she keeps making mistakes,
She thinks that she will never get it.

She leaves the cello alone
And watches her shows
She then grabs her phone
And tells her best friend the show as it goes.

She leaves the TV on, 
Then she enters her laptop.
She stays on till dawn,
She just can’t seem to stop.

She loves the idea of leaving the real world
And entering an imaginary one.
That’s the story of the girl,
Who is never done.

Copyright © Ana Jusino | Year Posted 2013

Details | Blank verse |
We faced each other in a circle as we sat on chairs inside her classroom; then she had us close our eyes. Perhaps we used some blindfolds. I’ve forgotten details, for it happened in my high school years ago. Our sense of sight was gone. She walked around the circle, giving each of us a taste of something we would savor in our mouths. Then each of us would guess what it had been. We must have sampled spicy, sour and sweet! I can’t recall the foods we tasted or how many times we guessed them right or wrong. She also had us use just sense of smell, and later, she played sounds for us, and we made guesses as to what it was we’d heard. This happened in the first week of the class. It stands out sharpest in my memory, but I recall we’d share our written work inside a circle. This I loved so well because we heard each other clearly then. I can’t recall the name of her who taught Creative Writing. She was young and sweet and knew the trick of using every sense to help us be in tune with what we felt. And that’s why we used blindfolds that first day! Those words like “imagery” I’d only read about in English class would come alive because this woman knew the secret of good teaching was to let her students learn from real experience, not just from books. I don’t recall the many things we did, but all the fruit I bore from what she taught is with me still; the stories that I wrote and little poems saved since eleventh grade. I kept no work from any other class! I never guessed those many years ago would find me on a thing called Internet or that I’d end up writing mostly poems when little stories used to be my “thing!” Real writing days came once my kids were raised. But always I’ll recall that precious class, The funnest and the most inspiring one. Perhaps a bit of what I am today - A teacher and a writer - I owe to The miss who taught Creative Writing Class.
Brenda Chiri-Carroll's "Who Has Inspired You the Most In Your Life" Contest

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2011

Details | Light Poetry |
Rote an esay
Cheked IT twise
Lot's a' mistakes
Graide not so nice...

I yused comas
Perfetley placed paws
"2 much incoheeseivenes"
I cant, brake up a, claws

Yused fulstops.
not tolong a .sentense
But teecher. was furryous
Marked down with a venjance

Did exclamashons!
Sumtimes .3 @ once!!!!
& YUSED CAPS 2 SHOUT!!
Butt "you ownly need one,!!"

Coalon,
Wen I need 2 maik: lists
Rote my: Faverit, tv shos
But: teecher were: p*ssed

Semicoalons;
Wen, I need 2 look: smart!!
nut shure wat. they do; But
the esay ritings really hard!!!

[93 werds]

Copyright © Michael Whatley | Year Posted 2016

Details | Rhyme |
My simple library contains no fancy morocco-bound tomes,
Like those found in majestic castles and rich folks' homes.
But the books on its shelves that I truly do treasure.
Over a life-time have provided so much reading pleasure!

There's no greater gratification, ensconced in my favorite chair,
Than reading a fascinating book, forgetting all of life's care.
Tho' my bewildering computer contains absorbing information,
Words from an author's soul holds for me much more fascination!

'Tis truly a joy reading the verse of my mentor Edgar A. Guest,
A bard of simple phrase by whom we have been so blessed.
Nigh the hearth reading Ogden Nash's brilliant poetic wit,
Causes me to double over laughing 'til my sides nearly split!

There are books by Agatha Christie about Miss Marple the sleuth,
And adventures by Richard Dana during his reckless youth.
When I need more laughs I read Bennet Cerf's humor and wit.
Rudyard Kipling's works keep me spellbound I'll readily admit!

There is fiction, nonfiction and poetry in my library,
Also, old high school and college books with historical commentary.
The greatest Book I own (and I value it for the guidance it gives),
Is my Bible, teaching forgiveness by the One Who yet lives!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)

Copyright © Robert L. Hinshaw | Year Posted 2010

Details | Rhyme |
Hey kids – Listen up! Look out for WAGOLL and WILF around our school Follow their advice and your work will turn out cool When you go to your lesson the teacher will show you ‘What A Good One Looks Like’ So YOU know just what to do Your teacher will tell you ‘What I’m Looking For’ So you know how it’s to be done when you walk out of the door Look out for WAGOLL and WILF around our school Follow their advice and that’s the golden rule Wagoll and Wilf are character's introduced at our school. They are used to inspire the students... if the students are shown an example of great work they will know exactly what the teacher is looking for. 16th January 2016

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2016

Details | Epic |
The origins of young love is going way back to the early 16th century and it'll stop at
the 1930s, even the Great Depression. This type of young love had been around since the
16th century in England and after the first radio was invented. It seems that when two
young lovebirds (a teen boy-turned elderly man and a teen girl-turned elderly woman) met
while they were in middle school and/or high school, it was love at first sight. And when
two people met before, during, and after the 1700s until the 1930s, it was a life-changing
moment for the then teen lovebirds. All young relationships were way before these people
were born, even me. Everybody knows what their lives were like when they were teenagers
and before they had passed on. Not only is young love an amazing thing, but what all of us
will have learned about serious relationships among all of the then-teenagers back in the
1700s, the 1800, the 1900s, and the 1930s is that they didn't take each other for granted
and stuff. But back in the day, when these people were teenagers, there were no movie
theaters, no malls, or any of that stuff. It looks like that even if they had gone to see
the full moon at night or a functioning or whatever, at least they had a great time. But
now that they're not teenagers anymore, then they'll have to tell their grandchildren,
their great-grandchildren, and their great-great-grandchildren about the day they met and
fell in love. And with that being said, young love is about to bring all would-be couples
together in the future.

Copyright © Brashard Bursey | Year Posted 2011

Details | Verse |
November and April
when the trees are first bare and last naked
have become my favorite months. All the food eaten
except last rose hips and earliest leeks.
Leaves innocent
as dying men and infants.

Study one plant or animal each morning
before writing anything. All reading -
poetry or prose, truth or fiction -
classified the same, the distinguishing
characteristics being helpful or boring, 
beautifully or indifferently written. Then

practice trumpet worried not at all about
my sound or perfection. Afternoon, my sons
return from school, math and (again) 
reading, piano. Wednesdays we walk
observe plants and animals and record
our observations to identify and classify

later in the week. Nothing else special
need be done but stay alive.





Copyright © Robert Ronnow | Year Posted 2015

Details | Epic |
It looks like all of the elderly couples have been in love with each other since they were
real-life teenagers, even before the ones who were born in the 1980s existed, even me.
This type of teenage love has been around all of the elderly men and women who were young
since the 1950s, the 1960s and the 1970s. It seems to everyone that no matter how old
these two lovebirds get, they still have plenty of love for each other. Back in the day,
before the cell phone was invented, MTV made its cable debut, and before the Internet,
there was a lot of things all teenage love birds have done back in the 1950s to the 1970s:
they went to a drive-in movie to see one of their favorite films, they had gone to the
diner to eat hamburgers and fries, there were school dances, that kinda stuff. And before
the high definition television sets were introduced, all teen guys took their teen
girlfriends to see the full moon back in the 1950s and the 1960s, including 1955 and 1964.
That's a date they'll never forget. Teenagers back in the 1950s, the 1960s, and the 1970s
have had a great time, especially when they fell in love back in either middle school or
high school. This is the kind of stuff they should talk to their grandchildren about it,
especially how they met and how they really did fall in love. It also seems that it has
been years and years since all relationships have began to build between the then-two
young lovebirds (a teen boy-turned elderly man and a teen girl-turned elderly woman). How
interesting was that? Well, it looks like another generation of young love will take over
the lives of all young lovebirds of today and take over where their grandparents, who were
teenagers back in the time, have left off. And if this kind of young love keeps increasing
before the year 2025, there's no telling what great thing might happen next.

Copyright © Brashard Bursey | Year Posted 2011

Details | Epic |
Young love had finally made its way back into the 1980s and all of those teenage lovebirds
back in the 80s were so "totally gnarly." The 80s was when MTV made its TV channel debut,
the first cell phone was invented, and when a lot of people were born in that decade, that
had included Julia Stiles (born in 1981), Michael Cera (born in 1988), and even me (also
born in 1988). Also, the 80s were the times when hip-hop music and the break-dancing scene
were born, especially when the TV show, “Yo! MTV Raps” was on TV. It seems that young love
among the then-teen lovebirds ( teen boys and teen girls) had been in their lives since
the day they met at summer camp, middle school or high school. And when a teen boy and a
teen girl fell in love with each other the day they met, they knew it was love at first
sight. There were a lot of awesome things those teenage lovebirds have done back in the
1980s: they went to the movies, had gone out to eat, they had gone to the school dances
(including prom back in 1984), and stuff. Their outfits back in the 80s were “totally
tubular,” especially when all teen boys and teen girls were wearing their Converse shoes
and their Nike Air Sneakers. The 1980s were the best of times for all of the then-teenage
lovebirds and their parents. These people were young and in love, especially when they
were the ages between 13 and 17. And what their favorite love songs of the 1980s were
“Time After Time” by Cyndi Lauper, “Material Girl” by Madonna, “Never Gonna Give You Up”
by Rick Astley, and other love songs that were heard back in the 1980s, especially the
year 1987. This type of young love has brought the best in all of the young couples. In
reference to young love among all of the then-teen couples, it’s like living in this “when
doves cry” moment. All young relationships are just like the ones these people have seen
in all movies from the 1980s, like “Dirty Dancing,” “Pretty In Pink,” “Can’t Buy Me Love,”
and “The Breakfast Club.”  And if young love were to revisit the 1980s and bring it back
to the future, young love will be indestructible forever.

Copyright © Brashard Bursey | Year Posted 2011

Details | Epic |
Both of the young lovebirds who have been dating since middle school and high school will
have finally made it to the altar, and after a long-term engagement. Both lovebirds are
very excited about getting married. First, these two former teenage lovebirds will have
gotten engaged after a guy, who used to be a teen boy asked a woman, who was a teen girl,
to have married him. And before these two make it to the alter, then both young lovebirds
will have to make it throughout the engagement without ever cheating on each other and
stuff. It seems that a young man and a young woman have dreamed that they'd make it to the
wedding of their awesome dreams, which is now called, "the final frontier;" a famous quote
from "Star Trek." It also seems that once these two lovebirds have tied the knot after
saying the words, "I do," there's no turning back. There's also no way out of the
marriage, unless it ends in a divorce. This fairy tale story now has a happy romantic
ending for this loving couple who met in elementary school, middle school, and/or high
school, and pretty soon, there's going to be a happy ending for all would-be young
lovebirds, too. Everybody's talking about getting married since the day they started going
to school, especially what their dream weddings will have looked like. I find this type of
love very interesting. On top of that and as for this loving married couple who were once
teenagers when they fell in love with each other, they're going to tell each other three
words: "I love you." It also looks like that day in and day out, week after week, and
every day for the rest of their lives, they're going to stand by each other until the day
they pass on. It's just like the saying goes, "love conquers all," which means that all
marital relationships will never be broken. And if this type of love keeps growing and
growing and this ends up in marriage in the near future, these two love birds (a man and a
woman), their friends, and their family members will be ready for it. they'll all be ready
for the future of all lovebirds.

Copyright © Brashard Bursey | Year Posted 2011

Details | I do not know? |
Hand in hand we walked 
together into Reception
Nothing could stop us and 
together we were three
James and I LARP-ed Doctor 
Who for fun
We talked and laughed for 
hours
Because no stress was in our 
way
Anna and I smiled and laughed
And jumped on our bouncy 
castle
With nothing dividing us.

Side by side we walked 
together into Year 6
Some stranger stopped them to 
talk and broken we were alone
James and I talked about 
Doctor Who for fun
And we talked and kissed for 
hours
But misunderstanding broke us 
up
Anna and I still smiled and 
laughed
And joked about our bouncy 
castle
But secondary school was going 
to divide us.

With no one there I walked 
alone into Year 7
And a stranger became my 
friend and together we were 
two
Violet and I both loved Doctor 
Who
And James found Dominic
So James and I talked for mere 
minutes
And school started pulling us 
apart
Anna and I still laughed and 
smiled
Still promising to be friends 
Never letting it divide us

Suffocating and drowning I 
walked into Year 9
Hating how I was and feeling 
alone
Katie and Chloe were so pretty
And Violet so funny and all 
were better than me
James and I hardly talked or 
saw each other
But we still made the most of 
our friendship
As we were like family, stress 
couldn’t break us apart
Anna and I laughed but I did 
not smile genuinely
Because the bouncy castle was 
long gone
And our schools were beginning 
to divide us

Dead yet breathing I stand 
right now
And I hate who am I and every 
single detail
Fights broke us up and pulled 
us apart
So I can feel Katie, Violet and 
Chloe
Falling further out my reach
James moved house to a place 
unknown
And blamed me for never 
talking to him
But really it was because of my 
ex who was a girl
It was for something beyond 
my control
Anna and I were still friends; 
only by a thread
As she did not know about me
And how school broke me apart

So this is me now; I’m all alone
No longer the smiling young girl 
of reception
The only person talking to me 
is me
And the voice in side my head
You see; they all left me and 
always will
So now the only call I answer
Is that of my blades
And the darkness
That is constantly
Pulling me
Down

Copyright © Teenage Frustrations | Year Posted 2013

Details | Epic |
Young love has revolutionized the 1990s and had brought all of the then-teen boys and the
then-teen girls together. This type of love has been around since the day these two
lovebirds met in middle school or high school, especially when he and she were in the 8th
grade. Young love was so amazing back in the 1990s, including the year 1990, it's like
both young lovers were living in a fairy tale world. It was the time for all of the
then-teen lovebirds to have expressed their real feelings for each other and stuff. Even
when their parents found out that their then-teen sons and their then-teen daughters were
dating, they were either happy about it or not pleased. There were lot of things all of
the then-teen couples have done in reference to dating: they've gone out to eat, they've
gone to the movies, to school dances (including prom), and that's it. What's so great
about young love is when two people are enjoying each other, especially when they're
walking in the park or whatever these two then-teen lovers were doing back in the 90s.
This is starting to look like episodes of "My So-Called Life" and "Degrassi High" and the
1995 film, "Clueless," starring Alicia Silverstone and Donald Faison. What a decade these
tow young lovebirds had. And if true love and young love continue to have plenty of affect
on all of the young lovebirds just like they did with the teen couples back in the 90s,
who knows what great thing might happen?

Copyright © Brashard Bursey | Year Posted 2011

Details | Rhyme |
In English classes my skull would be reelin' with a myriad of perplexities,
Strugglin' to cope with English Composition with its multitudinous complexities!
I could never comprehend (and never will) the mysteries of verbs and pronouns,
Or danglin' participles, prepositions, conjunctions and irregular nouns!

"Your future will be mighty bleak", my patient teachers hinted indirectly,
"If you don't learn the intricacies of the English lingo now and correctly!"
The long-sufferin' teachers considered me a dunce and their hopeless bane!
I wanted to be a pilot!  How was this folderol gonna help me fly a plane?

Incomprehensible to me were past, present and future perfect tenses!
Invariably, I bungled those terms in trying to compose any of my sentences!
Fiddle faddle! Why, I mused from my naïve and youthful perspective,
Would I ever have any use for a comparative or superlative adjective?

My favorite classes were glee club, art and gymn, each in which I did excel,
But adverb clauses, proper and predicate nouns to my mind just didn't gel!
The use of consonants, vowels and indefinite articles left my head a-spinnin',
I couldn't understand the use of predicates or proper titles from the beginnin'!

Thankfully, after the vicissitudes of high school and bewildering frustration
I somehow managed to accumulate enough English credits for graduation!
Well, I reckon I ain't never gonna be no good at parsin' a sentence no how!
(Wouldn't my teachers be proud of that line - or would me they disavow!)

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved

Copyright © Robert L. Hinshaw | Year Posted 2013

Details | Epic |
The 1970s were the grooviest years for all of the teenage lovebirds-turned-married adults.
Young love has still been among all of the then-teen couples since the day disco music was
born. It seems that when two young people (a teen boy-turned-man and a teen
girl-turned-grown woman) first met while attending at summer camp, they were meant to have
been together. And when they met back in either middle school or high school, it was love
at first sight for them. Back in the 1970s, including the year 1975, all teen lovebirds
had gone to the movies at various movie theaters, listened to a lot of  music (pop, rock
and roll, rhythm and blues, and disco) gone out to eat, that kinda stuff. Their outfits
were very awesome back in the day, especially when the young boys-turned-men and the young
girls-turned-women had afros and had been wearing bell-bottoms and stuff. What was so
great about young love back in the 1970s was when these two young lovers had always been
serious with each other, especially when they had made a promise not to have ever cheated
on each other with other people, even if this guy was as attractive as he was and this
girl was also as attractive as she was. It looks like love has never taken its tolls on
everyone, not even their mothers and their fathers. This is starting to look like an
episode of "Happy Days," which was a great TV show with Henry Winkler. That was very
interesting. And even when all of the then-teenage lovebirds were still together, all teen
idols were in the Hollywood, California, scene, that included Erin Murphy, Donny Osmond,
and Melissa Sue
Anderson. Young love back in the 1970s was also when "The Brady Bunch" was on the air. And
if this type of young love keeps growing and growing, even before the 22nd century,
there's no telling what beautiful thing might happen next.

Copyright © Brashard Bursey | Year Posted 2011

Details | I do not know? |
I give up
no 
strike that
I Quit.
this is not happening
no matter what I do you--

that's just perfect
lets blame it all on me then shell we?
oh I need to calm down
I'm over reacting?
I'm not even raising my voice and I need to calm down
of Course because you are so---

no I'm not being mean
no this is not negotiable
I am not being mean
I can not handle stupid, oblivious,----

oh because I have learning issues I'm the one at fault?
that makes perfect since,
I just went up, and asked for them in the line at the super market did i?
umm...Mr. God sir can I have an ADHD apple and some anger issue socked berries?
Right

sit down, 
be quiet, 
don't do that,
Put the book away,
get off that tablet.

like I can really control it.
I'm not doing it on purpose
I do not wake up in the morning as say alright witch teacher can I piss off to day and what kid am I going to make cry?
hmm...lets see I pick Issac and Johnny-boy

Copyright © Rayne Thomas | Year Posted 2013

Details | Haiku |
those yellow dragons
are swallowing up our kids
the school year begins

Copyright © Robert Heemstra | Year Posted 2015

Details | I do not know? |
The Library (Words to the Wise)


Shhhhh!  No talking strictly enforced!
Most folks abide, except children, of course
And those who can’t read, don’t care, or don’t want
Goof off in the corners, or sneeze
As sharp, darting eyes of librarians haunt
Do you think you can do as you please?

The wisdom of giants exudes from the walls
Words that amaze, mesmerize, and enthrall
Lie untouched, undusted, forgot, and unseen
For racks of harlequin romance
Replaced in small minds by pulp magazines,
The classics have lost their last chance

Mindless amusement is what the world craves
Poe and Lord Byron must cringe in their graves
Dickens and Tolstoy and Steinbeck don’t matter
Now Paris and Brittany rule
All lost in celebrity gossip and chatter
The true kings and queens look the fool

But one in a thousand sees past all the fluff
They pass by the newspaper comics and stuff
To linger and learn from some eloquent master
Igniting a dazzling epiphany
A small step for culture to detour disaster
And rise above kitsch and banality.

Copyright © Marlon Ferguson | Year Posted 2009

Details | Epic |
Teen pregnancy is still taking its toll on all teenagers today. If a teen girl gets
pregnant and becomes a mother at an early age, then that means no more going to the mall,
the movies, parties or whatever. If a teen boy becomes a father at an early age, as well,
then his future will be altered, and his life will be ruined. What I don't like about teen
pregnancy is that all teenagers want to be parents while they're still in school. Teen
pregnancy isn't  a joke; it means that all teen parents will have to apply for their
infants to get medicaid. Next thing he and/or she knows, they'll be getting welfare checks
every month, go to doctor appointments, everything. And now that their parents will have
been angry at the fact that their teen sons and teen daughters are becoming parents at an
early age, including 14, and they're now grandparents. There's no way that these teens are
going to become parents at an early age, let alone 12 or 15. They need to concentrate on
getting their high school diplomas, college degrees, get married, and then have children.
Every time their parents' backs are turned, all teen girls will have turned out to have been pregnant
by random boys. I'm sick and tired of teen pregnancy always ruining their futures. Next
thing everybody knows, these children, out of wedlock, will have populated the Earth by
the year 2025. It's sad, it's a waste of everybody's time, and it's seriously pathetic. It
makes me sick just to think about all teenagers, wanting to become parents at an early
age. Now I know why I never became a teen dad at an early age, let alone 13,14,15 16, or
17. These teens are too young to be raising children. They need to focus on their
education. If teen pregnancy keeps ruining the live and the hopes and dreams of all of the
teenagers, then their parents, they're doomed. No children until education is completed
and marriage.

Copyright © Brashard Bursey | Year Posted 2011

Details | Epic |
Once again, love has conquered the lives of all former high school lovebirds. It looks
like that day in and day out, week after week, even in college, both lovers (a young man
and a young woman) still have feelings for each other.  All relationships have now
escalated from high school all the way to college/the university. It seems to everybody
that when one college student falls in love with another college student, it's like love
at first sight for them. And when it comes to serious relationships among young men and
women in college, they must take those types of relationships very seriously, which means
they best not cheat on each other with other people, even if they're as attractive as the
others. For all college sweethearts, there's a lot of things  they can do if they're not
studying for big time exams: there's the movies they can go to, two people can go to the
mall, going out to eat, and stuff. Sometimes most relationships don't last longer, even in
college, but some of them do, eve after college graduation. How amazing is that? and to
make things very interesting, everybody thinks that these two young lovebirds (a man and a
woman) can make it all the way to the altar, especially when their parents think and know
that their offspring will spend the rest of their happy lives with each other. and if
there's going to be another generation of young lovebirds that are in college and all
loving relationships continue to increase, even before the year 2025, then it'll be all
thanks to fate and to God.

Copyright © Brashard Bursey | Year Posted 2011