Life Middle School Poems

We fight this battle time and time again
But there is no winner nor an end in sight
Because you see, This is a fruitless fight
Leaving the...

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I float.
Drifting through life,
Barely there.
 Maybe I want to be alone.
After all, it's in my name.
Island.
What can I say?
I guess
I was made
To be alone.
But then...

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Today my flowing pen
Streams screaming words
Cascading to hungry eyes
And thirsty ears of waves
Of the oceans of minds
Waiting to be sailed upon
In the winds of whatever
The...

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The Man…The Spirit

His name was Dr. Martin Luther King;
He was a peace-loving human being.

HIM

Preaching peace and love–
A mountain top of a man:- 
Martin Luther King.


THE...

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Medieval Poem V

A Proverb from Winfred's Time
anonymous Old English poem, circa 757-786
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

1.
The procrastinator puts off purpose,
never initiates anything marvelous,
never succeeds,...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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i drown myself in shallow streams my known noncompliance in the only reason i scream

i hang myself from 4ft high i only flail because i...

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Incorrigible Recalcitrant - Doppelganger (mine)

Ala Goofus and Gallant 
highlights my diametrically 
divergent alter egos
always the reserved 
obedient docile boy
afeared to stray outside narrow

circumscribed comfort zone
figuratively...

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So this is Fremont, California
Circa nineteen sixty-nine,
Nice and bit of a tight-knit
Neighborhood, that is fine.

I am a honey tanned Hawaiian
In a nearly all white community,
With...

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It’s not just bricks and mortar
Nor a distant memory 
But the ground roots of our livelihood
And our future destiny. 

As this place prepares to close...

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Never expected to find you
So much I wanted to tell you
Actually boils down to a warm thank you
Your glowing smile I can still picture
Still remember...

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Round about nineteen 1971-2, yours truly bid adieu 
to Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School 
   (situated at crossroads – then beau
colic rural routes...

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Seriously?
You drive a Benz with chrome plated wheels,
then from the government you continue to steal,
I wonder if you’ll ever really know how it feels,
to be...

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This is my time to shine,
To live a life that is mine.
This is my time to glow,
And let my true feelings show.
This is my time...

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You twisted and diseased creature 
Deceitiful little lies your best feature
Slithering around like a snake 
From my fantasy coma I awake
Into a much worse tragedy...

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