Bookbag Poems - Poems about Bookbag

...I got a text from one of my professors yesterday saying, ‘Please stop by my office at 6 pm tomorrow.’ It didn’t say why. This was the first day after November recess, had I missed something? That nig......

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...Darkness has pressed up against our lattice windows. Classes start again in the morning. I’m being reabsorbed by college life. I’m a planner. I’ve been going over my syllabuses, repacking my bookbag,......

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...I’ve heard a few lovebirds singing the same sweet song to each other amongst the white and pink blossoms of spring. “I love you so much I want to put you in my pocket” they sing to one anothe......

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...Please Pogo music, wake me up. The night, now reduced to warm laptop light, is inching toward dawn. I pray to the patron saints of writers - is it Neri or Ávila? Whichever is on call I suppose. “I......

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...A Schoolboy’s Cornucopia by John T Haupt “Whither hath fled the visionary gleam?” ......

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...Have you ever lost someone so close to you When they left your heart just broke in half Your pieces we’re never glued back together the way they should be People wonder what made you build up your......

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...Within my mind are dusty cobwebs where drafty breathings edge the corners of remembering as they hold in a picture stilled that looms, unchanged but not for lack of a broom; school books, pad......

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...All students can learn and we will find a away to teach them Miscellaneous classes. Deadly grades and empty words Stares that will bounce off the skin thick as your textbook The words will sti......

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...upstairs in my room i put my ear to the floor only to hear my parents screaming the argument is about me my mom yells "look at what your son has become!" Heartless, unintelligent, fake... my fa......

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