Back To School Poems | Examples
These Back To School poems are examples of poetry about Back To School. These are the best examples of School Back To poems written by international poets.
tie dye in July
swirling summer memories
back to school halts this
when they say I can’t
I am spurred on to go the extra miles
putting in time I did not know I had
do I think it will awe them?
I know better.
But I have to admit
some of my most wonderful decisions
were made out of spite or desperation
I never went back to school because I wanted to
I went back because I could not tell an old lady
I did not want to walk the same direction every day
She refused to even walk the route backward
Out of spite I got my masters degree plus ninety-four
I had been volunteering twenty-eight hours a week in a middle school
Tutoring children, and I loved it
What I was doing for free was listed as a paying position
I applied for it but someone else received it
I was heart broken
Then I remembered the guidance counselor pulling me into his office
He asked me if I knew what counselors do
I guessed “boring paperwork?”
He smiled and said “we are supposed to do what you do.”
He told me to go back to school and get a degree in counseling.
Because I had a broken heart, when they hired someone else
I went back to school
I was a guidance counselor for almost thirty years
It was a job that was never boring.
Thanksgiving weekend was really sweet.
Time to head on back to college.
Fun's over... think Classes & Homework.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2026
This walk
is my only escape.
My feet—
the concrete—
a closeness so sweet.
Soon the bell will ring,
and the ridicule will begin.
But for now—
the concrete and me,
the rhythm,
my thoughts.
A sweet escape,
wrapped up in a steady pace.
Where will I hide today,
my grey friend,
when away from your steady strength?
The library?
The canteen?
The willow tree?
Oh, pavement,
I ponder and long—
let me melt into you.
Another day
will surely break me.
But if I somehow
make it back to you
as the leaves fall in the afternoon,
it will be you and me once again—
and a steady beat
of heart and feet.
SEASONS NOW AND AFTER Poetry Contest
Nette Onclaud
8/8/25
As summer winds to an end, there's a pitch
Summer's last breath rocks with school-aged kids
Soon, the air will be filled with excitement
Like hens racing for corn at feeding time
College kids are racing off to their schools
With the new school year, friendships are renewed
Back-to-school shopping and clothes are noted
On-campus parties under the radar
Drawn lines in the sands, aphrodisiacs
And heaps of gossip, stories, rear their head
This yearly song finds all school kids singing
The thrill of late summer, school, brings sweet dreams
BACK TO SCHOOL
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In August, young Sam felt quite cool,
with a backpack, he headed to school.
He packed up some peanuts,
and a few silly musical cuts,
in his lunchbox then thought, “Aren’t I a jewel?!”
His classmates all chuckled and cheered,
as he whispered, “I’m ready, don’t fear!”
With a pencil in paw,
he scribbled with awe,
“Math’s nuts! Let’s eat lunch, I declare!”
The teacher, the scholarly Miss Owl, hooted,
“Pay attention, Sam, or to office you’ll be booted.”
But he daydreamed of the oak trees,
and the buzzing of sweet honeybees,
while plotting his next acorn loot.
go to bed •think bemusingly of you
loop (cond) { tomorrow }
I rise in the morning,
jog an 8K •thinking of you, wash up
drink some flavored, black coffee
watch the morning sun balloon
eat toast while reading a set amount
write my unique and uninteresting analysis
work on half a dozen, odd assignments
walk .8 miles to campus •thinking of you
team up, with some older, uninteresting guys
interview a focus group, present dataset interpretations
walk .8 miles back to my flat •thinking of you
eat while reading a set amount
go to bed •think bemusingly of you
loop (cond) { tomorrow }
I rise in the morning…
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Songs for this:
Falling Down a Wellby Jack J
Overtime (pt 1) by Mk.gee [E]
Now the top of my head’s pretty cool,
but I need all of me in the pool
on this blazing hot day.
Then till dark I will play
‘cause tomorrow I start back to school.
It is time to get back to school,
seeing all our missed friends.
Closet cleaning and shopping,
we need some warmer clothes.
The beach and pool have been,
sent on a vacation.
The cookouts are all gone,
being replace with holiday eats.
This is what happens,
when summer is gone.
Do not fret,
summer will return in all it's glory.
As the dawn awakens the sky,
The stars can settle for rest.
The sun in the blink of an eye,
Will breach the horizon's crest.
The weary rise to their feet,
To begin a brand new day.
A routine they must repeat,
In order to earn their pay.
Children will rush out the door,
To catch their buses to school.
Mothers must mop the floor,
To absorb the milk in a pool.
The city at last comes alive,
With the bustling of the crowd.
The hopes to be done around five,
Depends if their work is endowed.
When the clock gets closer to noon,
A half hour is given for lunch.
But that time goes by too soon,
Then back to the grind for the crunch.
Homeward they arrive in their cars,
And when supper is finally done,
The moon says hello to the stars;
And waves goodbye to the sun.
Parks are closing, children back to school
Hopefully learning about the Golden Rule,
And other important info about unnecessary strife
Maybe even some very basic facts of life,
Learning to stand up straight and tall
The importance of always following the law,
Perhaps even how to read a good book
[Flipping the pages, at least taking a look]
From a fine librarian they see as a grump
Trying to get them over another hump
They'll most likely turn out just fine
Especially those children I call mine,
As for yours I'm afraid I cannot guarantee
Since I know nothing about your progeny.
Written September 8, 2022
The wheel of time turns so fast
Revolving in sequence the seasons
The sluggish summer days depart
Ending the long vacation.
It’s time for the schools to be in session
And for the kids to resume the old routine
Getting ready early in the morning
Rush out not to miss the bus.
They are eager beyond measure
To wear the new school uniform
To fill the backpack with new books
They have waited the whole summer.
From their own lives parents know
How much in future the kids would miss
The exciting time they are having now
As they go back to school.
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September 2, 2022
Contest : Back To School
Sponsored by : Francis Roberts
Vacation time barely began.
Nothing’s more maddening than
returning to school.
I think it’s cruel.
I just started getting a tan!
Dear daughter, I know it went fast.
The months come and go. They can’t last.
Think of girlfriends so sweet
and the boys you will meet.
Your school year could be unsurpassed!
Oh, Mom, tell the truth. You can’t wait.
When Tommy waves bye at the gate,
he’ll be out of your hair.
You’ll be glad he is there
in school for his teachers to hate!
(No response from Mom)
Aug. 28, 2022
For Francine Roberts' Back To School Poetry Contest
Seems I've never done a 'back-to-school' poem
Why should I have? I never left ...