Long Schoolers Poems

I stood at the top of our dirt driveway looking back at our two-story house. It's kind of a long house where, from our second-floor windows, you can see cars driving on the lane road...

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 If I went barefoot for a lifetime,  
shoes would be pointless.  
Toes ate board, concrete, grassland, shoreline.  
Me, Tarzan to pedicurist! 
~
 was poor but didn’t own it.   
~
Text-book...

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Last night, Lisa, Peter, Leeza and I were in her father’s 50th floor study watching New York City. It’s a corner room with glass walls from floor to ceiling. He likes to watch the city...

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dracula (the real deal):
you know he’s been rollin’ in his coffin 
since ejacula came & took over 
the whole vampire scene---
as if it wasn’t hard enough to try and live off the blood of
moronic humans
for...

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Shhh!  We turned at the sound and beheld the stern scowl of the public library monitor as she admonished us.  Steely eyed, with piercing glance, jaw set so tightly even her wrinkles retreated...

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Ad Hoc Ad Litem: CHAPTER 2

Reverse Psychology has no real true antonym, if so, it would be known as persuasive psychology which is nonsensical and the redundancy of the word psychology be removed. On the...

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Students Shaky Sing-A-Long

***A bolted school bus amidst bobbing heads rolls downhill...  

Fictitious dank bathroom basin bailing;
a mother's kiss and general list spelled.
That rickety school bus horn toots, trailing;
wide-eyed, groomed hair, texts deftly being held.  

Screeched...

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Crazy how having respect for someone 
Gets confused with kissing there butt 
I guess I was just raised different form you 
I'm sorry 
But i'm honestly happy we're not friends anymore 
I can’t believe I...

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Transportation,  Mi sey transportation
School transportation, Mi sey transportation.


Transportation of schoolers, We can’t ignore
Parish Council and T.A. open the door
Dem open de door to safe highways
Drivers, come mek mi show you de way.


PLAN NUMBER ONE,...

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Early to rise
late to lay,
business minded people
who barely slay;
best of friends with traffic
who make their day.

Clicking show glasses of Ghana bons
with schoolers ready to buy;
Athletic traffic sellers who could
catch up a bus at 120

A metropolis
coloured...

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Nobody has a common name; we are named Apple and Broom.
Because movie stars did it, and they are glamorous and rich.
Apple is okay with it, Broom is dour though, full of gloom.
Why not Curtain or...

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I come over home schoolers house
He looks me up and down
am no looker 
But the boy's looking

"So am suppose to help you out or somein?"
I nod without a word
He grins like satan
And im burning up...

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Hey, how are you
We don’t talk much
Well I talk, but you?
Not much
I’ve known you for
A while
Since sixth grade
When my bus was late
And I came in
One seat left
We passed papers back
I turned around
And there you were
I...

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The last day we gathered we were three
Today was a supernatural one as we doubled in size
Multiplying the power of the message as we walked side by side
Down sidewalks, into restaurants, basketball courts, and street...

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pews of velcro Sunday flats
little girls in plaits and jean dresses
arms folded
heads bowed
fluttering eyes from under lashes
peeking towards blackgrayblue Brothers
in their suits upon the stand

Father, Son, and Spirit
prose in archaic english dictating 
lives
	loves
		loss 
Priesthood power

ladies...

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Most of my previous experience was with middle schoolers.
Seventh and eighth graders; I was terrified of younger students.
I had not been around them for years; what would they be like?
They would not have the keen...

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A charming quiet place
A pond full of swimming ducks
A long benches beside acacia trees
Up ahead this tree is long pave road
That connect to a big Bermuda park ahead
Leading to a university where I once schooled
This...

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This is written by a 12 year old student, I am the teacher

Soar Spirit
The crowd of middle schoolers
Screaming, yelling, chanting
like warriors
Preparing for battle 

The signs are passed through the masses
Encouraging phrases held high over their...

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Ted was a proper torturer
he'd gag me after tea
he'd ram a flannel down my gob
then dangle me on his knee

A virgin when I married
my mums and dad were Mormons
home-schoolers don't do sex Ed. much
though they...

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The dance recital showcased 
Hip-hop, jazz and yes, ballet.
The costumes and the music 
Put much talent on display.

From pre-schoolers up to college,
All their hard work guaranteed 
That they’d entertain us beautifully
And they sure did, indeed.

We...

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