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Curriculum Vitae

They taught us to dissect frogs,
but not the feeling of being dissected.
We memorized the bones of empires,
but no one named the fracture in our own spines.

We wake up with hearts in our throats,
trap ourselves in flickering cages,
Pout like mannequins  in group shots.
We google "how to disappear"
between lectures on resilience.
We draft essays on survival ,
while

Categories: curriculum, satire,
Form: Free verse

Hand in Hand - Let Minds Ignite and Children Sing

With ink and mind, a future bright,
In education's noble fight.
For every child, a chance to soar,
Equity's flame, forevermore.

The curriculum, a vibrant stream,
With skills for life, a modern dream.
Assessment's lens, a wider view,
Beyond the test, a world anew.

From home to school, a hand to hold,
Engage the young, their stories told.
Empowering teachers, hearts ablaze,
With knowledge shared, in

Categories: curriculum, children, education, parents, teacher,
Form: Narrative

tightrope

I’m a tightrope walker, strung between 
the hedonistic abyss of winter break and 
the unforgiving canyon of organic chemistry.

The stack of spring syllabuses are a prophecy whispered 
in Latin. The story they tell haunts my dreams - wherein 
each biochemical is a monster lurking in the shadows.

“I’m not in a tailspin, that would be unfair,”

Categories: curriculum, humor, school, seasons, spring,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

New Life Curriculum

Dreams continue as he pursues and fits into those new life shoes/
Steams of old morose songs singing sad blues in dark venues/
Has his hold paddling multiple life canoes/
His eyes mold maddening views of how not to use or misuse /
Less issues to load tissues and blow revenues /
He construes the con’s cruise how he’d abuse

Categories: curriculum, addiction, angst, conflict, courage,
Form: Rhyme

Curriculum Vitae

I’m a servant of the universe 
My rank is junior minder.
I care for the solar system
As its oiler and winder.
Everything is done
To a very strict rota,
Checking every cog 
And cleaning every motor.
The star has its thermostat
Rigidly checked and set
Its fuel delivery schedule
Very rigorously met.
Each planet has its key
Kept on its own ring
So I can check

Categories: curriculum, career, fantasy, imagination,
Form: Rhyme

My Incomplete Curriculum Vitae

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Categories: curriculum, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Curriculum Vitae

She calls herself Bunny Boucher, but she was born Veronica Chermak. She’s tall and leggy with a body that looks tidy, yet lived in. She’s high and tight, but flexible like a strong rubber band in a tricked out pinball table. She reminds me of that actress Tracie Lumbar playing the actress Fern Hall in

Categories: curriculum, sensual,
Form: Prose Poetry

Dancing Meditations

Dancers
and health therapists,
meditators
and educators,
speak of an embodied
listening
and teachable "CORE."

We need,
on bad days,
and want,
on better days,

To exercise,
stretch,
fill and empty,
appreciate
and open
our empowering MindBody Core,

With healthy, resilient outcomes predicted
as a return on investment
for such deep enlightening listening
and learning
intention,
integrity
of compassionate purpose.

Back in the day,
religious
and warm spring breeze
front porch Sunday afternoon
philosophical,
spiritual
and natural lifeskills therapists,
polyglot poets 
and brilliant essayists,
lovers
and naked co-passionists,
storytellers
and

Categories: curriculum, health, peace, philosophy, religion,
Form: Political Verse

I Am What I Am and You Are What You Are

I realize I'm the same,
but a little
different...
My cry
it is uneven, it is not
of sadness,
it's primal ... crying
the heritage of the world ...
If we live with
defects, correct
the precepts for
the ideal future ...
Who's afraid of
ugly face, do not
you look in the mirror ...
Most of all is impressive in me,
but together,
missing piece ...
For me ugly
it's the dark,
pretty is

Categories: curriculum, allusion, creation, extended metaphor,
Form: Prose Poetry

Curriculum

Curriculum changes
But our visions don’t cease 
Our efforts may ascend
But I see a fruitful bliss

We have our own views
Ideas are supreme
Future does matter
We live in our dreams

Curriculum transforms
Enhances instruction
Varied strategies
Mixed with affection

It plays a vital role
A backbone of education
Curriculum development
Pays much attention

Categories: curriculum, education, school,
Form: Free verse

Curriculum Vitae

Curriculum Vitae

I was born [so they say] in the usual way.
my mum was of the female persuasion,
[My father was not] but I can't say a lot,
for I've totally forgot the occasion.

We all lived in a box, which once held Dior frocks,
by the side of the furious M6.
Although poor, I'm no fool, and I went to

Categories: curriculum, humor, mum,
Form: I do not know?

Curriculum Vitae

Some watching my ease
Of execution of the self
The latent anxiety unteased
Writes me off in simplicity.
Some denuding me of honor's wealth
Wait in turmoil 
For a scab to fall and unveil its pus
And if I do not flinch for pain
Writes coward beside my name
Some deck out in borrowed jewels
Could not stop me looking at the stars
They heard

Categories: curriculum, faith, introspection, me, world,
Form: Free verse

Curriculum

O teachers pack up and go to bed
The brain is sizzled in their head
Reality disagrees with what is said
The living are not better than the dead

Do you still sing when you are paid
And skip in your works success
Can you convince them you are unafraid
For new fomenting wilderness?

How you furnish them for commerce and trade
And slot

Categories: curriculum, educationschool, children, school,
Form: Quatrain