Best Chalkboard Poems

The Empty Academy Schoolhouse

It stands on a vast green lot,
No trees to shelter it from heavy, gray clouds
on the rolling foothill horizon.
Its thin coat of...

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Mrs. Hill, who had chastised the children
For laughing so
Rowdily
wildly
she 
saw
They were
Kind children
Who gave from their
Hearts, these brilliant wishes for happiness










Photo Number Two
February 6, 2021
Double Tetractys...

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I am not sorry for my brown skin , a magical mix of honey , gold , and the perfect hue of melanin 

 I...

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Multiple choices with one last try, amid this myriads maze

Someone very dear unto myself asked me the other day

"Is the sun shining where you are?"

So...

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fingernails
against the chalkboard
-my grinding teeth...

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I go to lovely school
teacher teaches me
only the back I see

He writes on chalkboard
words and figures
only shadows I see
He marks my books
red pen black pen
only...

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We've brought him back again, where in the corners lie
the shadows of his youth, a world that passed on by

I watch him walk the floors,...

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pitch black ...
like ink ... or drowning in oil
only she could breathe
barely ...
heart thrumming in her ears like tympani
it was all she could hear
thankfully ...
she...

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Chalkboard solitude eats at my mind
My fingers leave scars in the written words
And behind me a herd of sheep cries out
As the remaining words run...

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Falling through pompous poems, spiraling
Slippery sinking, rhyming rolling
In down directions, foreign for me
Cascading in chalkboard screechy sounds
Hanging by nails that can catch and clasp
Clinging to...

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night's sky
resembles
a chalkboard
and i wish
i could
erase the clouds
and draw you 
next to me...

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The bible 
our pure poetry

Divine voice

art -- gallery imagery 
Father’s expanding palettes of time
space infinite – 

shadows of unframed
formless canvas -- man's freedom 
to light,...

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“A”


Red is the colour of what I see
Red is the colour of Life
Red is the blood drawn by your Knife
“A” is the Letter of cuts...

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God forbid i ever tell on my friends 
God forbid I ever betray my country men

As aesthetic as the gas-mask
Dressed for work, dressed for success
As...

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As the man on the roof, took two steps towards the edge, he was unexpectedly stopped by the sound of a bright and familiar voice,...

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