School Children Poems | Examples
These School Children poems are examples of Children poems about School. These are the best examples of Children School poems written by international poets.
The years have gone by
The scars never healed,
You still think you won
The fight on the field
Laughing and smiling
As I hit the ground,
With your fist in the air
I will not forget that sound
You beat me, bruised me
Hit my every nerve,
Now I hear you have gotten
Just what you deserve
To this day, I am grateful
To have ever known you,
Otherwise I might have been
The greatest bully, too.
how the bright green leaves
fluttered - happy in the breeze
till grim Fall appeared
raked up leaves went to landfill
and students returned to school
School
Place of
Formation
Textbooks and teachers,
To usher in knowledge.
Fond friends, fun and frolic.
"A sweet garden where young minds bloom"
Plus, minus, tot up,
add on, multiply, subtract,
division signs. equations,
in depth teachers show,
simpler routes to struggling class,
sweet words of praise raise levels
Tact is vital when,
one imparts rules and standards,
foster childhood thirst for sums,
and older students,
in their quest on advanced course,
maths is tricky? go figure!
Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
No longer a staple of school lunches.
Too many children with allergies.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
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 ___________
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:-
Cap'n Crunch in a bowl.
Half asleep half contemplating a fun adventure.
Schoolbus ! Now off to school !
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
When six-seven shows—
on pages or when counting—
school children erupt
'six-seven' its 'six-seven'
feigning, pumping, hands juggling.
It's an inside joke
meaningless but magical
teachers lose the room—
order slipping through their hands
dropping every dangling ball.
Nothing to decode,
no truth, no cause to decry—
just the spark of fun
a chant for troupe belonging
rebellion wrapped in giggles.
A FUN AUTUMN DAY
Bright sun is shining...
Lost tree leaves and dust, blowing...
Children, chasing fun...
A WINDY SUMMER DAY
Planes sailing the sky…
Waving trees shadow the sun…
Kid’s paper plane day…
First grade class trip, a slow cruise down the Nile
So rudely derailed by three crocodiles
They flashed kids their grins
They wanted to sin!
Newly evolved ~ erectile reptiles!
Charlie Doots was a curly-haired boy
He always played with his favorite toy
All the boys and girls would always laugh
Because Charlie always played with his blue giraffe
One day he brought his blue giraffe to school
And his teacher said- Charlie, we have a rule
There are no toys allowed in our class
Especially Charlie Doots, a blue giraffe
Charlie said- "But teacher, my giraffe can dance"
The Children laughed so hard they almost peed their pants
Because they saw the blue giraffe waltzing across the floor
And so, the children didn't laugh at Charlie Doots no more!
Finding your lost mittens in the school’s lost and found.
Playing with some puppies as they run and jump around.
Happiness on your first day at school in your new dress.
Your favorite swing when the bell rang for recess.
Thinking upon these things, a smile comes to your face.
When just before the ball got there, you reached first base.
Each one brought joy to your life, in its very own way.
Your experiences were exciting, each day.
It’s the life of a children engrossed in the folly,
Like the time you went downtown and rode the trolley.
Or sitting under a tree, your mind running free.
Thinking of places you’d go and all you would see.
You were always looking for a new place to go,
And every experience would help you to grow.
How ironic to see ‘chain gangs’
in elementary schools now
Little kids roped together, inmates
at asylums where madmen shoot at you