School Dramatic Verse Poems | Examples
These School Dramatic Verse poems are examples of Dramatic Verse poems about School. These are the best examples of Dramatic Verse School poems written by international poets.
As teacher gets into her class
Pupils make incessant noise
She asks all to keep quiet and listen
But they talk louder, fidgeting extends
Does this chaos cry for more patience?
She begs them to continue talking
To move around, no more learning
Tell their parents what they do in a day
Just idle, break school rules and play
With mouth shut, silences display.
Comes a father with her cute daughter
Her unceasing melt-down is horrible
Sparks in him his last sort of control
By crying out loud rolling down the floor
She halts to think, “Is dad a complete fool?
He says, let’s cry loudly and take turns
Cries of two bring thunder for lightning burns
Her daughter stops then sobs
Father hugs her daughter with love
Then ride back home in their pedicab.
.
When I wuz little
Kidz in school would say
i wuz ugh uh we
my teeph were straight
hair alwayz dude
i were
fashion forward
chicks in the neighborhood
yup
dug me
Three uv them work for
Me
their name tagz read
'ugh'
and 'uh'
and also 'we'
there'z a staff portrait in the
vestibule
after 13 yearz
they still haven't got it
I told them the letterz
were their
staff classification
,)
*y'all know I set that up ;)
To commit known murder in God's name
Is vanity of the most insane.
Why must they hide their faces
If they are not men ashamed?
Why do they lie in wait
To ply a terrorist trade.
Little school-age children
Are trained to war and hate.
Any others unlike them
Who won't assimilate?
There will always be another
Filling billions more graves.
Pit brother against brother
Throughout millenniums age.
While those Innocent suffer
Yet the guilty take no blame.
Why must they hide their faces
If they are are not men ashamed?
Blossoms of dying leaves trees changing colors from Green the multi shades of red yellow orange means;
Disposal rose of the urban underdeveloped there's a school bus running over there earthen chuck holes;
Bullseye a clown's nose in the middle of his face is a red ball protruding between his cheeks above his mouth;
An Olive Branch a peace offering whether a Vulture and the Sparrow can feet aligned legs vertical together they stand side by side;
Vulturul despairing negative changes;
Environmental destiny death;
Now celebrating creating the new birth;
These are the beginning at the end of a new beginning
11/16/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
No offense.
None taken of course because you are a futz.
They said that you said that she said that we said….
I do not want to tell you this but....
I roll my eyes.
"You are a middle school aged futz with white hair," I tell him.
"No offense but, I think you need to know..."
Suddenly he realizes I have been trying to interject something.
It was not important before, but now he realizes I have stopped listening.
He stares at me.
"I am a what?"
"You are a futz," I tell him.
"Why would you say that?" Mr. Instigator asks me.
Because on this site, I cannot use the P, that's why, I think.
Stop teaching! Stop teaching! Stop teaching!
What do we have to do to get this through your heads.
We want them to know how to take standardized tests.
I guess we will have to start grading you teachers
We have discussed it. The committee of Non-teachers and I.
We have decided to issue you demerits on the stuff the state thinks is important.
Hey, are you listening? Then what is wrong with you?
It is all about circling bubbles, you fool. Stop TEACHING!
Bogeyman, Bogeyman you come again
My night of hope screams for crumbs to eat
I'm iust a boy needing a few coins
Offering old tin cup to rich men on the lane.
Cold my body wrapped like soiled paper,
Echoing my plea for mercy or grace
Yet, I'm bypassed like a rag, a nameless tag,
While you laugh at my dingy fate, mocking
A young life's poverty... I bellow of angst
Instead of helping me learn in school,
Your trace of arrogance maims my bones
Do vou know how hard it is to sleep in the rain?
Bogeyman. Bogeyman... one day, you just might
Take my place, and hear not the echo
Of kindness reverberating from heaven's call.
10/27/2016
For The Seeker's Being Homeless Contest