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Poems About Children Iv
Poems about Children IV Salat Days by Michael R. Burch Dedicated to the memory of my grandfather, Paul Ray Burch, Sr. I remember how my grandfather used to pick poke salat ... though first, usually, he’d stretch back in the front porch swing, dangling his long thin legs, watching the sweat bees drone, talking about poke salat— how easy it was to find...

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Categories: schoolboy, child, childhood, children, dad,
Form: Rhyme
The Schoolboy
Streamy tears from above Roll down the window pane In a form of beads Strung by unseen cords. Bicycles race furiously In haste away from the torrents, The world, in ceaseless motion Except this poor soul of mine, With heads bowed down in sorrow, The masquerade tree lamented, The white line bore no silver lining. No, not for me ...

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Categories: schoolboy, education, school,
Form: Free verse



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Schoolboy Can this be school? So dark and worn a backless seat, walls of scorn. Someone said, “We need a school. This cement relic here will do.” There sits a boy who’s come to learn. See his human interest yearn. He must write on several sheets. The desk tells its own tale beneath. By the naked light of day the schoolboy makes his troubled way among...

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Categories: schoolboy, boy, poverty, school,
Form: Quatrain
Premium Member Acting Like a Schoolboy
Love makes us men come apart at the seams Act like school boys dreaming young dreams Walking into walls, or in the side of a bus Oblivious to the perils, our minds turn to mush Don't get me wrong, it's the best feeling ever May I never wake up, wish to live on forever Sometimes our dreams can feel oh so...

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Categories: schoolboy, love, boy,
Form: Couplet
Schoolboy Dreams
Matthew had a secret he could never tell Yes Matthew had a secret, he hid it very well His heart was dark and his mind was filled with burning clay All the other children’s parents said with Matthew do not play His first victim was a pretty girl named Mary Sue He took her out beyond the barn, promising a...

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Categories: schoolboy, angst, childhood, confusion, death,
Form: Rhyme




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