Memories School Poems

I wish I could’ve whispered 
To my young and clueless self 
That this boy lives on a timer 
This boy really needs help 

It was...

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Hello! Old friend,

You crossed my mind today,

After decades of no thoughts of you.

Today, I sat across a meeting I'd rather avoid;

Then I thought of you.

I...

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here it is,
the end of our chapter,
i can finally tell that little child its over.
those endless years,
now they didn’t even seem that slow,
time to explore...

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I Don't know what to do
People Day That i am worthless
My thoughts are all blue
My whole life is a mess

I Think its safe to say
That...

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I stand before it,
Something that was my present in past,
And is yesterday today,
Something that has become a memory at last.

A shade of yellow settled in...

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Notice:
In the greater scope of things…
No matter how strong each is in arriving


Little matter, for when arriving
Each arrives alone … surviving to need.


‘Alone’, I say
We...

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Mourn not till the embers fade,
Till the blasphemous time forces us on our way.
Mourn not what is dying
But treasure instead what it created.
Listen to how...

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Fair Dionysus, friend to all that’s small,
Rememberest thou 'divinity' at all?
Amidst thy congress here with drunks and whores,
Does any finer thing escape their roars?
The greater...

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In the quiet of the night, when your lingered shadow starts to play, I find myself lost in my thought, drifting further away, your laughter...

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My Grandson's Toys;Christmas Memories

Dear Edward:
You grew from Little League to be Varsity 
star!
Sadly, we rarely...

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As newcomers, we arrived, shy and uncertain, 

Wandering through the corridors, looking for a remedy. 

To the intense sensation of being a newcomer, 

Seeking our...

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He sneaked his way into the Lecture 
Hall like a thief,
His greetings were brief,
Glancing around the room with a friendly 
smile, he then rested a...

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They know me, 
still,
behind my aged teacher face.
They wave to me in my car,
running wildly home from school on a 
sunny afternoon.
I smile and wave...

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Vibe-check, it’s Friday. Yay! A delightfully cool Friday at that! I’d like to thank the democratic party (which I’ve heard controls the weather now). Has...

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As the yellow-orange  sun  slowly rises
Memories of your class's  fun  flood my heart
Thoughts  run  to your teaching and enterprises

You...

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