School Number Poems

Deborah has a group of high school friends who get together every now and then.
Their latest time together was at the memorial for an old...

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Hugged her from behind
She wore red lipstick number 9 
Or was it plum?
I don’t know anymore
But I know her eyes
She was someone
So much better than...

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NUMBER ONE AT LAST

Crouched over a desk with knees tucked under
Echoes of that old schoolroom haunt me still
The teacher’s comments as loud as thunder
It seemed...

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If I open a school,
You’ll worship every rule;
To begin to touch a Tool
A Proven Settled Fool:
A Pond to Swimming Pool
Now A Horse, once A mule:
One...

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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...

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Versus me 
(chilling as an outsize ego freezer)
profusely perspiring 
and heavily panting
experiencing one after another 
stuff whet dreams are made
frolicking in autumn mist
(think Maxfield Parrish...

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As a significant day approaches, I thought about 49,
But before today, I never dwelt so much upon 49.
I never knew my soul was so permeated...

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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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exultant sighs lamenting  in ripple
sentiments empath my school diary.
weeping willow tears, in weakness triple
both supine and idyllic memory.
I stare in aura at my ten...

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An unexpected burst of energy
helped fashion a second poem he
ving up from deep within the key
per of Matthew Scott's ideas - nee
i.e. unexpectedly manifesting que
cull...

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Donald John!

Didn't your mother teach you?
We do not aim our scissors
at our allies
when they ask us
to share our dangerously cutting weapons.

We also do not run...

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The USA is Number 1
Selling arms all over the globe
We earn our wealth fuelling conflict
Who needs a Congressional probe?

The rest of this world is nasty
So...

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“You must earn the right 
  to sing the blues

“No high school chorus, 
  the hurt you choose”

To wrestle with your demons,
 ...

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“EARS OF FURY #2”


this Monday will be a year 
that I’ve known her. 
ironically, it is the exact 
time it all fell apart. I met...

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Wearing thick glasses
and braces on her buck teeth,
Professor Harriet carried
her pile of books while accidentally 
stepping into the wet cement,
going into her lab to go...

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