Long Erasers Poems

Onerous task confronted teachers and parents

As prospective students
ably ready themselves to matriculate
and/or first set little feet 
inside halls of learning,
I rebroadcast a poem crafted
at the height of Covid-19.

A couple years gone back educators
adaptation regarding coronavirus...

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Some children come into the school building dancing, singing, hopping, bursting with uninhibited glee.
They exchange giddy, happy stories about their day at the mall, dropping name brand names,
Showing off their glittery light-up shoes, and light...

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Waaaake Uuuuup!
is what i heard for this generation 
time is on their hands 
but death is on their faces.
And time is definately not waiting, on anyone.
And so your American alarm tic- toc spoke to you
It...

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I was given to the D’Mangos as a wedding present; I was silver, sparkly, and pretty full of myself. I have survived two children, a family brawl, a window peeker, a couple of heartbreaks, one...

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DEAR SANTA, LET ME EXPLAIN


Dear Santa Claus, way up in the North Pole
Please, at least give me a chance to explain!
How was I supposed to know Dad’s remote control
Would get crushed when run over by...

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The following reasonable obsolete rhyme
verst heard in my faux class (sic) lilting brogue
courtesy coronavirus (COVID-19) rogue
wrought approximate sixth month academic hiatus
nevertheless September 1st, 2020
signals resumption of school year back in vogue.

Challenges abound as millions of...

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~Domestic Violence Hurts~

Often, after leaving home in the 1980's I pondered in caring ways with a philosophy of sorts that we can either have a positive impact or negative and there really isn't an in...

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A freak of literature 
Designed by those mad poets 
But escaped the lab: 
the English classroom,
Its me G the hybrid word:
With added punctuation and 
bold character so im strong- 
Arial be my font family but...

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Everybody in the building knew
what happened the other day
Everybody in your home office knew too,
your carefully crafted cover was blown
Big news media explosion made it get blown away,
no one now believes a word you say
Years...

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Granules of recollection rub like salt 
Flailing in the fog of seven years ago
Deafened by incessant frog cries
Vines dangling began attaching to each other 
Drying river stagnated, slime slippery with algae 
Vigorous tree growth stooped...

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Raking the leaves high, than jumping in.  Every now and then, disgusted when
you learn a dog beat you to it.  Scary, hunched back cats, jangling skeletons,
Bobbing for apples, Rosy cheeks on your friends....

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A poet who was famous for his love poems was approached by a young boy who shyly bowed his head…
“I want to write a love poem…can you teach me how?” He said.

The old poet smiled....

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The school bell's chorus wakes a drowsy room,
Sunlight spills, a golden, dusty plume.
Desks, once dormant, morph to galleons grand,
Ready to set sail to each uncharted land.

Chalk, a spectral hand, whispers wisdom's lore,
Unveiling mysteries on the...

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Soundly you sleep, your insides at ease.
Beside you, I surge an uncharted storm of fearsome break 
for it thunder-threatens my own sun’s velocity melt.
Your breathing is even and bears no concern, no fear
or resentment squeaks...

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In crowded halls, ivy clad, walk the sleepless zombies - the walking dead.
They’ve come to grapple, the chosen few, in trials by pen and pencil too.

Long ago we quietly agreed to trade studies and stress...

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I glanced out my window watchin' kids plod along to school today.
I recalled my school days and how things have changed along the way
I watched the little fellers hunched over with their over-loaded packs.
'Tis a...

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I am sitting at my desk attempting at some prose
But nothing seems to come to me nothing to compose
My minds a canvas blank not two words can I rhyme
So I try counting backwards just to...

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If my house was on fire,
What would be the things, without which I would not retire?

Sixteen minutes of fate and so many things to accumulate.
Seven things that keeps our emotions entwined,
Would make my priority before...

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We are nothing but pencils without eraser,
 And life a big book, not made up of papers.
 Our footprint on life is our sorry or success story,
 How we walk determines our gloom or glory.
...

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We are nothing but pencils without eraser,
 And life a big book, not made up of papers.
 Our footprint on life is our sorry or success story,
 How we walk determines our gloom or glory.
...

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Once as my heart bled in the face of human cruelty
I sat on the steps of a temple and to God I talked openly
Why is it that my life is such?
Could you give me only...

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I was reeking of spilled grape juice yesterday. 
Today I stink like cigarettes.  
In less than two weeks I have gone from new to old.
From crisp to filthy,
 from sticky to stiff.
I shudder as...

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If I Die, Bury Me With Pencils

My sense of smell is gone.
Acetone is empty air.

The cough
attempts to cut the mucus from my lungs,
expell it from my lungs.

The fibers of the swab penetrated my flesh,
cotton against...

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Amongst our sturdy bricks that we carry as shell,
Our Infinity bows to a death we sooth well,
Like a needle in a car-wrech with an idiot in the hay,
Toe to heal, we're treading, dancing in the...

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A Salute to Good Children in Classroms

Ususally, they are quiet and unassuming.
They contribute by their glowing humility!
And verily, are lessons for us all.
On how to be!

They don't act out as class clowns.
And~ have no need...

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