Best Schoolers Poems

Hey, how are you
We don’t talk much
Well I talk, but you?
Not much
I’ve known you for
A while
Since sixth grade
When my bus was late
And I came in
One seat left
We passed papers back
I turned around
And there you were
I froze inside
Flash forward to the fire drill
Where the high schoolers
Screamed...

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Darkness
That’s all my closed eyes could see while my lips were being captured by an awkward preteen boy. 
My bruised lips from nervous biting matched perfectly with his smooth ones. This moment. 
Of vulnerability and shyness was his and his only to see. 
How new...

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Ted was a proper torturer
he'd gag me after tea
he'd ram a flannel down my gob
then dangle me on his knee

A virgin when I married
my mums and dad were Mormons
home-schoolers don't do sex Ed. much
though they did go on about hormones

I thought Ted's ways were normal
it...

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I come over home schoolers house
He looks me up and down
am no looker 
But the boy's looking

"So am suppose to help you out or somein?"
I nod without a word
He grins like satan
And im burning up in hell

"So hows it like being home schooled?"
He looks at...

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Transportation,  Mi sey transportation
School transportation, Mi sey transportation.


Transportation of schoolers, We can’t ignore
Parish Council and T.A. open the door
Dem open de door to safe highways
Drivers, come mek mi show you de way.


PLAN NUMBER ONE, yu must put in place
Watch yu speed limit, Or pólice...

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dracula (the real deal):
you know he’s been rollin’ in his coffin 
since ejacula came & took over 
the whole vampire scene---
as if it wasn’t hard enough to try and live off the blood of
moronic humans
for hundreds of years,
suddenly these pre-pubescent 
high schoolers from “twilight,”
with their...

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Commencement exercises delight
never bore pre-schoolers in their flight
toward stage, full of bliss
for rewards* they can't miss
and promised graduation festive might.

A blessed graduation to class 2022.
*Ruth 2:12 The LORD recompense thy work, and a full reward be given thee of the LORD...

June 3, 2022
4th place, 	"A...

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Last night, Lisa, Peter, Leeza and I were in her father’s 50th floor study watching New York City. It’s a corner room with glass walls from floor to ceiling. He likes to watch the city himself and has a small, 5 seat sectional couch facing...

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The dance recital showcased 
Hip-hop, jazz and yes, ballet.
The costumes and the music 
Put much talent on display.

From pre-schoolers up to college,
All their hard work guaranteed 
That they’d entertain us beautifully
And they sure did, indeed.

We were focused on our grandchild
And she nailed her every move,
Smiling...

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Shhh!  We turned at the sound and beheld the stern scowl of the public library monitor as she admonished us.  Steely eyed, with piercing glance, jaw set so tightly even her wrinkles retreated in fear.  She seemed to be born for this...

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The last day we gathered we were three
Today was a supernatural one as we doubled in size
Multiplying the power of the message as we walked side by side
Down sidewalks, into restaurants, basketball courts, and street corners
It was a day like none other
103 we officially greeted...

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Babies are droolers
Teachers are schoolers
Pitchers are foolers
Lawyers are duelers
Fishermen are spoolers
Faceters are jewelers
Needlers are crewelers
Kids are stoolers
Men are toolers
Women are rulers...

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Early to rise
late to lay,
business minded people
who barely slay;
best of friends with traffic
who make their day.

Clicking show glasses of Ghana bons
with schoolers ready to buy;
Athletic traffic sellers who could
catch up a bus at 120

A metropolis
coloured with yellow molue and danfo buses
whose drivers are as audacious...

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This is written by a 12 year old student, I am the teacher

Soar Spirit
The crowd of middle schoolers
Screaming, yelling, chanting
like warriors
Preparing for battle 

The signs are passed through the masses
Encouraging phrases held high over their heads
like soldiers marching off to battle
With imperial banners waving through...

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I stood at the top of our dirt driveway looking back at our two-story house. It's kind of a long house where, from our second-floor windows, you can see cars driving on the lane road in our village. Now with that said, Kalapana village is...

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