Middle School Children Poems | Examples

These Middle School Children poems are examples of poetry about Middle School Children. These are the best examples of Children Middle School poems written by international poets.


Premium MemberA HAIKU MATH QUARTET: POETIC MATH

A HAIKU MATH QUARTET
           (Poetic Math)

                 1.

A Haiku math thought:
Cubing three will equal to
___________ plus _______. 


                2.

Squaring six plus six,
And subtracting five plus five,
Equals _________________.


                3.

Divide one thousand
By one thousand, and you
Get ______ less than _____.


                 4.

Math can be easy,
But thinking is still required;
I think I am ___________


Premium MemberA KID WISHED FOR SCHOOLDAY: A TANKA-DUO MESSAGE

A KID WISHED FOR SCHOOLDAY
      (A TANKA-DUO MESSAGE)

Fun snow day fell today:-
All of the schools had to close down
For home school snow day:-
Happy kids had so much fun:
Their monitors had meltdowns:-

What a good snow day!
Jesus had to walk the waters!:
Monitors, the snow:-
The kids were home, safe and sound:
Monitors’ eyes watching snow:-

Premium MemberA FUN AUTUMN DAY

A FUN AUTUMN DAY

Bright sun is shining...
Lost tree leaves and dust, blowing...
Children, chasing fun...

Premium MemberA WINDY SUMMER DAY

A WINDY SUMMER DAY 

Planes sailing the sky…
Waving trees shadow the sun…
Kid’s paper plane day…

Premium MemberOf Abandoned Trunks and the Children

Abandoned Trunks And The Children  
		There laid the empty gray trunk;
		never to hold a thing again.
		There in the blood-wet soil,
		a sadden decaying lump.
                          Dead and no longer in life’s pain;	
		lifeless—no longer in earthly toil.

		Gone are the rumbing fun echoes
		and self gushing joyous showers;
		Leaving only keloid ivory memories
		to be as tombstone flowers.

		Thus is the sad eerie fate
		of a great regal elephant;
		A victim of greed’s sake—
		and man’s pleasure hunt.
		
Ironically–in schoolyard-like graves–
in the brightness of ivory sunshine days,
Our children–like joyful trumpeting elephants–
have become victims man’s ongoing pleasure hunt:-


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