Best Schoolboy Poems

Schoolboy

Can this be school? So dark and worn
a backless seat, walls of scorn.
Someone said, “We need a school.
This cement relic here will do.”

There sits a...

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To hear me would sound like a symphony of octaves –
played all at once with concrete fingers
on diamond in the rough strings.

To see me…O’, to...

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II

And did his rash actions give this prince
Cause, in moments of troubling quietude,            ...

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Her laugh is so melodious, a siren song, crashing ships and stealing hearts. 
She's stolen my heart.
Yet you can't steal something that's already yours.
Her body...

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In poetry’s fond verse we save
All matters of the heart,
Our thoughts that may be sweet or grave,
With which we’d hate to part.

Our fears of what...

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Makama, Funom
a creative, precocious phenom
wrote the Canterbury Tales
whilst on a schoolboy vacation in Wales....

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I used to pass an empty house 
On my way home from school
I was only ten years old then
I heard that older people lived
There
But I...

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My Spirit You



How you came to be here
I just don’t know
But now it feels like
You were always there
A stranger in the darkness
Waiting for the light...

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Morning glowed, Phillip.
A purple fire burned beacon bright
against the stinging stench of napalm.

A thick thistle - two feet from your head,
wordless in speech, watched 
with...

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I used to pass an empty house 
On my way home from school
I was only ten years old then
I heard that older people lived
There
But I...

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He was only a puppy
A golden retriever
I would whistle and beckon
but he wouldn't leave her
For she was his owner 
His only true friend 
and he...

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This 90th birthday poem is for my Aunt Jean Bates – she was in fits of laughter when I recited it on the phone for...

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Through the long gone years, I have much grown…
From a young schoolboy to a present day aging crone…

But in my mind, I am as I...

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The general election fast approach, reelin lies,
The political jellyfish elite, pretend to have spines,
For a short period, no vague indifference, the illusion of ties,
Not that...

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Long lines of vapour split blue skies asunder
Fly vengeful raptors, one thousand in number
Headlong they go, to brave death or glory
Stratosphere flight, part of war's...

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