The Day the Country Died
The Day the Country Died
November 22, 1963
three pm e.s.t
fifth grade
pa speaker clicks on
“today, at one pm c.s.t
President Kennedy shot
he is dead”
our young substitute teacher
gasps then starts to cry
we are silent
school is dismissed early
buses home, no one speaks
our country has changed
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Categories:
fifth grade, history,
Form: Free verse
memories of my fifth grade year
I was still writing ARITHMETIC at the top of my papers
When I discovered everyone else had written math.
I said to my twin “they are writing MATH!”
My twin turned her page around and it said MATH.
I was horrified! Why had no one shared this abbreviation with me?
We were in fifth grade, so this was the same
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Categories:
fifth grade, memory,
Form: Prose Poetry
Summer Going Into the Fifth Grade
Up on our old tar roof, Friday night, I watched football
the high school was about a mile from my house.
You could always hear it at night.
I could see everything and nothing at the same time
Score: 20-21, hurrahs, screams of young kids, and older kids.
It was all a roar, a
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Categories:
fifth grade, analogy, animal, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
Chief Garbage Taster As Fifth Grade Halloween Gag
Chief garbage taster as fifth grade Halloween gag
at Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School
interestingly enough landed me a grubhub grab bag.
I rooted thru poetry anthology of mine,
and came across an unpublished poem
by one obscure poet (me), whose trademark
wit and wisdom hallmark
cardinal characteristics
of posthumous fame and fortune
largesse most likely
tabby bestowed upon grand kittens -
appended courtesy Facebook
since
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Categories:
fifth grade, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Friday Afternoon In Fifth Grade
They are raging with excitement; one is twerking. I ignore it.
Their voices are increasing in volume now, it is the weekend.
Enthusiasm keeps their spirits high; they are thrilled it is Friday.
Higher and higher their voices sing the joyful Friday afternoon song.
So many sounds from twenty-four excited fifth-graders.
Borderline shrieking; it is amazing to hear. I watch,
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Categories:
fifth grade, 5th grade, school, teacher,
Form: Prose Poetry
Chief Garbage Taster As Fifth Grade Halloween Gag
at Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School
As a Halloween costume,
one year during early grade school,
my father got the brilliant idea
for his sole son to be dressed
with one of a kind getup.
Missus Shaner
(the talon clawed, shriveled
relic of a dinosaur,
who taught fifth grade)
gave me first prize,
and subsequently felt so
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Categories:
fifth grade, 5th grade, adventure, autumn,
Form: Free verse
Farewell Fifth Grade
We leave the fifth grade reunion, go to another school
to a place that's much calmer
No more tag or hide and seek or
gathering in a circle to play Duck Duck Goose.
No more random stories,
from rolling the story cubes.
No more hanging out together as friends.
After all the years of being with each other,
we are forced
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Categories:
fifth grade, 5th grade, deep, friendship,
Form: Free verse
Talbot Elementary School Fifth Grade Bands
Mrs. Lightfoot had taught music at Talbot Elementary School for years.
A couple of her pupils excelled in music but most became engineers.
She sat at her desk to muse upon the past after another trying day,
Recalling events that had contributed to the 'dyeing' of her hair gray!
She remembered concerts when the cacophonous din made her wince,
And
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Categories:
fifth grade, humorous, music,
Form: Rhyme
Fifth Grade
One thing remains from those cherished times.
Memories and keepsakes from my childish crimes.
I will never forget the sweetest girl.
She was my friend, my love, my world.
How funny it was to play and run
Through the water in the midsummer sun.
She was taken in a violent event.
A shotgun now rings in torment.
That is all I have to
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Categories:
fifth grade, childhood, death, devotion, faith,
Form: I do not know?