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Details | Sonnet | An Unforgettable Teacher When I began your class I think I knew, The kind of challenges you'd make me face. You gave me motivation to pursue, The best, and to reject the commonplace. Your thinking really opened up my mind. With wisdom, style and grace, you made me see, That what I'd choose to seek, I'd surely find, You shook me out of my complacency. I thank you now for everything you've done, What you have taught me I will not outgrow. Your kind attention touched my mind and heart, In many ways that you will never know. I will remember you my whole life through, I wish that all my teachers were like you.

Details | Rhyme | December Day December day There are no words that we can say, About the tragedy that happened on that December day. When an elementary school came under attack And all those little lives will never come back. Our hearts cry out and eyes fill with tears, For the parents who now have to face their worst fears. Their child is gone taken away On that tragic December day. Innocent children from age’s five to ten, What could they have possibly done to meet such a tragic end. And to the teachers whose lives were also lost, You protected the children and paid the ultimate cost. written by nancy stoy

Details | Rhyme | Gone Today Gone today Beautiful children and teachers are gone today, While we light a candle and remember them as we pray. So sweet little faces are so sadly missed, Wish we could give them one last kiss. Teachers that had a heart of gold, Now there in a place,you never grow old. A paradise city is where they all are now, With angels wings a halo above their crown. Missing them so much,as tears flow down everyone's cheeks, No words to say,that hardly can speak. Heart broken and devastated all around the world, Why would someone hurt a little boy or girl? Give your heart to all the parents,to all the children they have lost, They are now with Jesus,the one that was crucified on the cross.

Details | Prose Poetry | The Fiddler A young man came from Sandy Hook To play his fiddle for our sheer pleasure Scottish reels and an occasional Irish folk song From memory, for little he gladly entertained Though enormously talented, he suffered From a debilitating disease of mind long Unconsidered by family, friends, teachers, all Despite his blighted social skills and Sometimes strange and inexplicable behavior We did not comprehend his innermost needs No one became acquainted with his inner child No one reached inside his mind defiled. We learned he discovered the Internet Which, in time, would be his undoing. As the story read, he was communicating Suggestively with someone unknowingly So, the law came and carried him off to jail No one seemed the wiser for his immaturity. I went to see what I could do to help But I was much much too late to intervene In the middle of the night he had played A few Scottish reels and an Irish folk song Entertained the block of the incarcerated And in the darkness took his own life.

Details | Ballad | God So Loved America God so Loved America life was never intended to be easy without turmoil, heartache, trouble or pain those who appear to be successful and happy have walked through their own valley of darkness those who have given their lives and limbs so we can be free are special men and women in our hearts, our minds our souls for all of history Americans who have never served and never intend to owe so much to those who have all patriot honorable Americans shed a tear when teachers professors and students desecrate our flag and our fallen heroes that act alone makes our Statue of Liberty weep the thousands of white crosses spread across the seas marking the graves of the brave men who gave their lives are our American heroes we love so dear God has a special place in Heaven for our service men and women who have died and never coming home again the thunder of battles past do not last we live in America the home of the brave the greatest country in history God so loved America he made soldiers to keep us free Written by Dennis Davis May 25th 2015 Memorial Day

Details | Free verse | Cognitive Dissonance Lost in amorous creations Disposal as dalliance A catalyst for infatuation Clandestine Plans Blood Soaked Hands Hiding faith behind abject Science She is my Heartsore Happiness Dreams of Blithesome hopes reality corrupts breeds animus Treacherous Teachers of Falsities, our minds. They molest Walk these long roads Carrying short ropes down this crooked path sharpened steel digesting bone gnawed flesh, we die alone Our hearts explode. Chewing destruction we are slowly spoon fed adrift with no direction Forgot how to walk, I can't learn how to feel Become the Living dead

Details | Blank verse | I Live With Zombies BY MARK RAYMOND MILLER COPY RIGHTED 12/28/2017 I LIVE WITH ZOMBIES THEY ARE IN MY LIVING ROOM TELLING ME HAPPY STORIES WHICH I FAIL TO HEAR WITH ZERO'S BEHIND THE LITTLES WHO ABIDE WITH TEACHERS MIGHT RECEIVE A LETTER EXTRAORDINAIRE MAY I MASK WHY SO SOLEMN RULING CLASS TO STAPLED BEDS ARE NOT HONORARY DECAY JUST BECAUSE SOMEONE HAD WORDS WITHOUT MENTION TO LOVE HIS DEAD AS IF WE ENTER EXITS WITHOUT EXISTENCE IF YOU WONDER WHERE THEY LIVE ACROSS THE SEAT FROM YOU I PROMISE TO WAIT MY DEAR FOR LOVE AND HONOR SINCERE SHOULD YOU CRY SO SOON ALL IS SILENT ON THE WESTERN FRONT WHERE CANNONS FIRE PROJECTS PAST RIVER SOMME'S BODY VESSEL STUMPS OH BUT YOU ONLY KNOW SO LITTLE OF STILLBORN BABY EMMA'S ENCOUNTER WITH FRESH YOUNG MEMES DELIVERED ALIVE TO INFECT US ALL WITH RAZOR EDGE TEETH WHICH EARN TO SINK WAS IT ONLY YESTERDAY WE SPOKE OF OUR PAST DATE OUT COLD IN LOST I MUST ADMIT WITHOUT YOU AROUND WHO IS WORTHY OF MY SINISTER PLAYGROUND HORROR TERROR HOUR I BID YOU ALL GOOD DAY PEOPLE FOR SOON MUSHROOM CLOUDS WILL FILL OUR DAYS BUT DON'T DISMAY THEY'LL BE VISITORS FROM NIGHTIME GRAVES WHO ARE DEARER TO US THAN THOSE DISPOSED

Details | Free verse | Can Owing End Can I return all that I owe to Persons who gave birth Persons who showed love Persons who taught good Persons who appreciated Persons who protected Persons who employed Persons who supported Persons who recognized Can I return all that I owe? I must say nay; to be true The love received from mom, dad, all brothers and sisters The special relationship and moments cherished with spouse For education from teachers For encouragement from friends Cousins, uncles, aunts, relatives Support from kith and kin, in-laws, employers, well wishers Can I return all that I owe to: School and university mates Career and professional colleagues Clubs and community buddies Friends of family and friends of children Godsend strangers and co-travelers Co-players and residential cohabitants Relations by marriages; other ties Local communities and Temples Good Samaritans at airports, bus and train stations Helping hand at the pool or gym or a game By mishaps and hospital stays At musicals and restaurants! Can I return what I owe? May be yes; may be no We owe it to parents for birth We owe it to ourselves To owe nothing to anyone Be it love, money, apology, service Before we call it a day!

Details | Free verse | Can Owing End Can I return all that I owe to Persons who gave birth Persons who showed love Persons who taught good Persons who appreciated Persons who protected Persons who employed Persons who supported Persons who recognized Can I return all that I owe? I must say nay; to be true The love received from mom, dad, all brothers and sisters The special relationship and moments cherished with spouse For education from teachers For encouragement from friends Cousins, uncles, aunts, relatives Support from kith and kin, in-laws, employers, well wishers Can I return all that I owe to: School and university mates Career and professional colleagues Clubs and community buddies Friends of family and friends of children Godsend strangers and co-travelers Co-players and residential cohabitants Relations by marriages; other ties Local communities and Temples Good Samaritans at airports, bus and train stations Helping hand at the pool or gym or a game By mishaps and hospital stays At musicals and restaurants! Can I return what I owe? May be yes; may be no We owe it to parents for birth We owe it to ourselves To owe nothing to anyone Be it love, money, apology, service Before we call it a day!

Details | Free verse | Sex and Grades Sex and Grades Teachers in my time taught math, and science and history. We never cared if they were single, or married or divorced. It never even crossed our minds to ask... if they were dating, as that was too personal on every level. We just wanted to know what questions would be... on the test, with the rest of everything we would really need to know before we had to go... out into the real world. Keep your rainbow flags at home. Don't drag your laundry to school. There is toilet paper on your shoe, look down and remove it. If you are confused, go back to the place you began. Ask your own mother to try again. as she failed to express how much you meant to her, or anyone else. As my mother already told me the truth. I am exactly who I am supposed to be, I don't need you to judge me, you see. I have been blessed and made whole. I have been surrounded by family and friends. I don't know what it is to be lost, but if I am or become so, I know that the Lord, will find me, and show me again... that I am his. As for school, and a talking mule... I want to learn what is important. What is important for my own life. I need to know how to spell my name, and address. How to count, and how to read through and between the lines of the news, spoken all over, in the name of freedom... over woke-ism, be a teacher, not a preacher of darkness and twisted lies.