Long Music teacher Poems

I was a seventeen year old senior in a coed, catholic high school.  Our gym classes however were still all boys and all girls.  My senior year we had gym every other day...

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Ghost Of Tsali Comes

Lost in mist and maze
Ghost of Tsali in the corn
River water runs

Colors of fall alive
“Til moon replaces sun
That’s when Tsali comes 

Corn roots cling to bone
As he tends the empty weirs
This spot...

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One afternoon Martha the mother of Jack, who was in her early eighties, told an amazing story about her son while having coffee in the parlor with her neighbors; it was a weekly gathering to...

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Elvis Aaron Presley, Elvis, came from poor beginnings
born in Tupelo, Mississippi to Vernon and Gladys
this boy loved the gospel music in church . . . . 
at thirteen his family moved to Memphis, Tennessee 
when...

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Just sitting down in my most visited space looking back with eyes wide open not closed viewing the scene again this time the life took my thoughts to a once-upon-a-time-sweet taste of a beginner's life!...

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I was a college music teacher, engaged in pitch, tempo, rhythm and melody,
As lavish planets dance around a golden star, with the zeal of fuchsia fidelity.

I taught harmony, vocals and singing, and how to play...

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Piano Teacher

 Adored her timely teaching skills
Adored the way she never yelled nor screamed!
 even when my Piano lesson bored the heck out of me and  
 my fingers hurt badly you see we...

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Animal kingdom was invited to join the forest meadow
Band orchestrated by the deniable dictator, diabolical gorilla king
Causing loads of premature bragging from delighted grand-animals.
Deliriously enthusiastic orangutans began to show off their voice prowess.
Excited flocks, herds,...

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It seems to me,
declared the preacher
to the distracted music Teacher,
that sacred MonoTheism
smugly explains 
and exalts AnthroOwner Privilege
to ordain,
buy and sell
Earth's health-care rights.

It may sound to we,
sang the woke musician
refraining
and training Her preacher,
that rabid AnthroSupremacy
explains
and expects...

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Notes of B-Flat during the days of C sharp:

Amma permitted me to listen and sing with a music teacher, the year was 1985-1986. In 1985 we used to live in   Mymensingh. After moving...

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Should I become a middle school math or English teacher?
Leave my bed early in the morning and return with test papers to grade.
With what authority will I persuade those kids to sit still and perform...

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Ooh...this... just an amazing grace note
     recalling how I felt like an ass
and wanna toot 'bout me getting steered
     (as a heavy metal kid Rocker)

  ...

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JUST DUCKY, WHY?


“Oh, look, my little Johnny’s the only one in step.”
It had always seemed that way,
somehow, no matter how hard he tried
little Johnny just couldn’t seem to get it straight.

He colored outside the lines
just...

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Mr Strood

The high room, the bright light, the plentiful mirrors
the long sweep of lace curtains, the many faces..

She wondered whether music lessons were part
 of her dreadful experiences
of playing before people.  The very first...

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“Ms. Skittles,” the music teacher began, “your fiddle playing is impeccable, really, I am amazed. You could write up some lyrics for that tune and make yourself an award winning song right then and there!...

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Black and gold,
Black and gold,
Will forever burn fruitfully in my soul.

Young and old,
True fans of the New Orleans Saints.
We have been through the storm.
We have had to mourn,
But a new way of life is about...

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Wolfgang was a pirate
At the age of eighteen
He was at any rate
Very respectable and clean

He was at the most
Skilled and feared
By Poseidon's Ghost
and Captain Red Beard

He arrived at Cape Lost
And met a girl
Whose destiny had...

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Today I argued about a poem I wrote,
I was proud of this poem I wrote,
But was this a poem a poem?

They said not.
I called it free verse, 
they called it a story.
I said it was...

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A God-honored teacher, Miss Ruth Vance
His gift to our town, His circumstance.
No replacing her bulging tote bag -
It was priceless, minus the Gucci tag."

and now the rest of the story....

Teacher extraordinaire, Miss Ruth Vance
taught eighth...

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I rest my chin upon her , I caress her neck
She responds with the music of the ages
Silky hair rubs across the smoothness of her belly
Her melodious voice Heard soaring in the wind
We are one...

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There was I in my early twenties
sitting bored on a Sunday afternoon
mu mum suggested, get a hobby
but being a loner was well out of tune

My mind was blank till mum said
learn guitar, my son, well...

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A spider a day keeps the apple away.
A spider a day makes the day oh so gray!
A spider a day, so it must be almost May!
At the top of our lungs now, everybody sing.

Spider! Spider!...

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Hey! Here is a valentine for Mrs. Kay, our music teacher, we said.
Mom rolled her eyes; her cheeks sprung red.
You mean your classroom teacher, Miss McGraff, she would reply.
We did not like her in the...

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Author Dana Redricks
May 12, 2017

My mother taught me how to love
and forgive
This woman of God Ms. Vera showed me
That I should love the Lord my God,
With all my heart, soul and mind
My principle Ms. Louis...

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It only took a word from her,
A compliment about her singing;
Then she was picked for a travelling sextet;
This birdlett was soaring and winging.

For you see she wasn’t the most popular girl;
Too plump, good only for...

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