Teacher Age Poems

When we think of adoption,
We seldom see it  through the eyes of a child,
Too often blinded by our own egos,
Too often carried away on...

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Very, very cold
Very, very dark
In cometh slow breaths
of Pluto's bark

Barking to alert earthlings of
imminent change
Signs of a paradigm shift now, 
things beginning to feel strange

It's...

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My mind sets in motion, 
words that will come alive.  
Creativity needs to be added, 
then mix imagination with creativity. 

 
Coming alive within...

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They know me, 
still,
behind my aged teacher face.
They wave to me in my car,
running wildly home from school on a 
sunny afternoon.
I smile and wave...

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We decided to take a swimming pool exercise class for seniors…
we thought it would be sweet…
A way to get some exercise and beat the Florida...

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If you want to darkness dump,
To in life take a long jump;
If you need a sounder base,
A crossing into new phase…

For who wants to rule...

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The child of a certain perception,
Among your kinfolks poor reception,
You just can’t endure irritation:
It could make you leave your own nation, 
White men’s world declare...

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Experience is the best teacher 
Experience is the best feature 
You could have it all 
Without  the Experience 
You may fall 
It's your call...

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Thirty years working as an Early Childhood teacher,
With spells working with children of all ages,
Including teenagers with messed up lives,
Has taught me that gay or...

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His wise council and kind patience bolstered my resolve
to overcome my youthful woes and nightmarish troubles solve.
His humanity may have saved my life. His memory...

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When I was young I thought I thought I could Fly,
Off the roof of the garage without a jet pack.
Life experience taught me different.

But even...

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Silence among enemies,
Means more jobs for spies,
To see how the land lies.

Silence among friends,
Means it is time to build bridges,
Down through the ages.

Silence among Lovers,
Means...

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I could be a rainbow,
I could be a tree,
I could be a model come and look at me.

I could be a star burning bright,
I could...

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An image of the netherworld envisioned by a misanthrope

Mein kampf fraught re: 
emotionally/psychologically challenged 
impossible mission to cope
compared to classmates, I felt like a dope
and...

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In youth we can do all things.                  ...

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