Best New School Poems

soon be time again
meet new friends
as you check in
for new year 
some dress as a bear
some will call al and hal
be girls and boys
THE NEW SCHOOL NEW PALS...

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As she was walking to a brand new school,
              four strange men walked
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I want everyone to understand clearly
that I don't want anyone to touch me.
I hate seeing clocks or watches in proximity..
They very rarely tell the time accurately.
At night, I have a reoccurring dream frequently.
In a clock's face, I see heads of persons I can't stand.
I cut...

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Ok keep below the radar, stay out of sight,
Bury your head in the sand, do not incite,
Why get involved, it’s not your fight,
Zip up your mouth, should be alright.

Rise above them, turn the other cheek,
Play It real cool, no trouble you seek,
Come on dad, they’ll...

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Slowly as it approached, my body began to quiver.
Finally, I became valiant and up the stairs I slivered.
Apprehension built up in me and I stood there, frozen
 Why was this the school my parents have chosen
I sprinted down the aisle, catching no attention
I didn’t want...

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I had heard about it.

Then I saw it being built on the burial ground
of a field I had many times
played war upon.

Between noon and sundown,
the concrete arose;
an ashen boned jaw
riveted to the skyline.

I still looked to the green field
where, as Custer 
I had made my...

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this was a gas
frist day in class
those who pass
wink
and i blink
am not kink
we had a blend
my
NEW SCHOOL FRIENDS...

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The wonderfully designed expensive high school.
She approached with a graceful apprehension.
The teens there on that rich autumn day,had grown up
together.
But, she..from the big city?
Not welcomed to this suburban nation.
They stood in groups with almost familial jocularity.
Not she, who wanted to run as she had no...

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I saw it being built on the sacred burial ground
of a field I had died nobly upon many a time.

Dark girders arose riveted to the skyline,
ashen boned concrete walls constructed
by unseen hands. 

I still looked to the green field where, as Custer
I had made my...

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I saw it being built on the battleground
of a field I had many times played war upon,
saw the concrete rise - an ashen boned jaw
riveted to the skyline.

Childhood still looked to the green field
where, as Custer,
I had made my many 'last stands'.

A dream: I'm a...

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I drink in her fresh powdery scent
Scent peculiar only to a baby
Baby cuddles up to me with trust
Trust in eyes that stare back adoringly
Adoringly I smile back with joy
Joy almost bursting seams of my heart
Heart now nudged by fingers of fear
Fear of twisted devils and...

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Late nights over early mornings.
We pride ourselves in earnings, 
from tirelessly overworking,
breaking ourselves entirely,
rewards keep us company,
as they set the bar higher,
for the next spread of sheets.
Like creatures of the night,
we pile up the work load,
once the sun sets for the moon,
as stars twinkle twinkle...

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Sarah was smart and sassy and wore a tired-looking bun.
Extremely bright, she made the rest of our class look slow and dumb.
I despised her right away.
Would not invite her to play.
Got to know her years later.
And she was tremendously fun, so I was the dumb...

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There I was lost in her gaze
Pretty brown eyes with the most beautiful face
Eyes so beautiful they gave a bright shine
I was content with them being just mine
But when they gazed away I felt very distraught
I traveled alone with a broken heart
Time flew by and...

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Can you make a friend— like a craft project?
I know, I hear this parental voice, “just be yourself.”

All of my classes this semester will be in one building, but I’m a control freak, I wanted to walk my schedule, go class to class, like I...

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