Long Schoolwork Poems

Part of my soul severed by their ruthless oppression, demoralization and exploitation of a frightened and abandoned child.

Part of me drowning in detrimental sorrow as a 10 yr. old coerced by the evilness on the...

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IV.
Of curse trying to raise a person right
is much more than a matter of finding work,
Miles didn’t think himself a great person,
so he started bringing them all to church.

He figured Whitney would need real wisdom,
that...

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She has seen so much before Her eyes 
they have lost their sparkle 
She sits in Her chair to watch the hummingbirds 
flit and sip at the bird feeders She has prepared 
She has made...

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Their baby girl turned out exceptional


Their baby girl is very exceptional
Her script perfect
She always had a book in her hand
Reading every spare minute
With a sponge like focus
At craft fairs, for example
She would hide under the...

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She counts the seconds while she's standing there…
1.
2..
3...
14….
15...
….
...
..
.
Slowly, she opens her eyes, staring at the floor, too scared.
She glances at her shoes, one is half off, they're both scratched up and untied.
She says it's okay,...

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They say that distance is just a number
A space between you and me 
Full of people, animals, buildings, and they
Don’t know how much I suffer!
 
I think of those long two thousand miles
When you tell...

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the ivy crunches ‘neath my boot
        cold sounds that crisp the winds
            a snow has left its...

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...a true story


Her house was just a shell, a burnt-out ruin...

standing apart, the other houses still intact 
with painted jalousies and window curtains. 
She must have fallen asleep, the cigarette 
still dangling from her arthritic...

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...a true story


Her house was just a shell, a burnt-out ruin...

standing apart, the other houses still intact 
with painted jalousies and window curtains. 
She must have fallen asleep, the cigarette 
still dangling from her arthritic...

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...a true story


Her house was just a shell, a burnt-out ruin...

standing apart, the other houses still intact 
with painted jalousies and window curtains. 
She must have fallen asleep, the cigarette 
still dangling from her arthritic...

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...a true story


Her house was just a shell, a burnt-out ruin...

standing apart, the other houses still intact 
with painted jalousies and window curtains. 
She must have fallen asleep, the cigarette 
still dangling from her arthritic...

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Mother, you’ve been gone for twelve months
I write poems upon your desk
The house looks different, you wouldn’t like it
Now I know why you worked and worked to keep it in order
 I comprehend why you...

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...a true story


Her house was just a shell, a burnt-out ruin...

standing apart, the other houses still intact 
with painted jalousies and window curtains. 
She must have fallen asleep, the cigarette 
still dangling from her arthritic...

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BOYS   IN   SCHOOL

Boys in school - I sympathise with them 
They must reorganize their brain stem
They are made to sit in rows
And try to see what each  one knows

We must...

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Advantages to grasp
Burning, bursting ready
Culminating, calming , collecting giving confidence
Driving to thrive, and blossom
Excelling. encouraging, ensuring ,eliminating wasteful thoughts
Firing, flourishing, fetching fury
Giving generous time to scholarly pursuits
High hopes, high tides, high cheer
Interest in schoolwork, initiation...

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Title: The First
Moments of Class

Backpacks,
Lunchboxes, and Toys
is what I lay eyes
on when they parade
in the speechless
classroom

During the time I’m
behind the desk
chalk in hand
outlining the day
after day class
duties on the
chalkboard

Chatter, Chatter,
excessively volumes
of chattering , and
rambling

An I’m...

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If I could take away this distance
move this school nearer Denton
I'd do it within an instant
I wish that I could walk to see you
or take a minute drive
I could see you a lot more often
whenever...

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A plethora of colorful wildflowers are in bloom in the country, and the hay fields smell sweet, for April showers have washed the pungent cow manure deep into the ground to nourish the crop's hungry...

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It will all soon be over
Your great conversations
The exchange of good mornings
And good nights

The next month you'd be pretending 
Wearing polite smiles
And in your head, you'd play memories
But you have nothing against time

No power against...

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I've never been one to cuddle, hold hands and hug;
Usually makes me feel uncomfortable.
I usually prefer spending nice time with nice people,
People I care for and who care too, ensemble.

You made me get out of...

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In the movies, “Reinforcements!”
Meant to quickly send more troops,
When war’s casualties meant spirits
Got a bad case of the droops.

In real life, though, reinforcements had,
To me and all my peers,
Quite a different definition, one
That now one...

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when my parents left, i started to cry
i was very sad because i thought  they would die
my sister said not to worry and to prey
i thought about them every day
i remember the fun we...

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I’m sorry I’m not who you think I am.
I’m no valedictorian;
I’m just mere spam,
Only there to be of annoyance.

I’m sorry I don’t do what is expected.
I don’t always think things through,
I often need to be...

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True intentions 
         Fill my soul

So much ambition
         So many goals

Searching for answers
      ...

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I am the prologue to the book unread, a 
Haphazard shuffle of uninteresting side notes,
Jot down during commercial breaks of Wild Kingdom,
Crumpled atop a cold congealed T.V. dinner. Some kind
Of meat in gravy shades of...

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