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Schoolchild Poems - Poems about Schoolchild


Premium Member If Love Had A Thousand Faces
... Quote by M Rose: If love had a thousand faces they'd all look like yours Your visage is what I'd seek first in my lost and found box. I'd feel for the corners of my box wi......

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Categories: schoolchild, appreciation, lost love,
Form: Rhyme
School Uniform Palaver
...The school child not in it clad To end up ‘Not Glad’: A sure vexing of his body with whip And final nursing of an inflamed hip … Also, a barbaric conversion into laborer Which makes his Discipl......

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Categories: schoolchild, bullying, care, education, violence,
Form: Rhyme



Low Down
...1/15/21 If you didn't, you better know now Nearly always around smoke clouds I was or I wasn't oath bound Often telling me, I got no grounds And that I need to slow down I roam around ......

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Categories: schoolchild, dark, deep, life, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
Hey Pete
...hey pete by Michael R. Burch hey pete, it's baseball season and the sun ascends the sky, encouraging a schoolboy's dreams of winter whizzing by; go out, go out and catch it, put it in a ja......

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Categories: schoolchild, america, baseball, boy, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Dickhead
...“Dickhead” There is a saddened kind of shame a name that’s cruel and thus demeans, elementary obscene a child can not reach deep enough. It started when I read above my third grade level ......

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Categories: schoolchild, childhood, depression, introspection, on
Form: Free verse



Premium Member The Classroom
...Raise your child very carefully otherwise your child could get damaged psychologically like me. I could have attended any college university. I could have had numerous Associate and Bachelor degre......

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Categories: schoolchild, school, child, school,
Form: Rhyme
Asquith Street, Jones Town
...A long spine of asphalt, sizzling black The macka back cart rumbling On the morning nerve, herring sprat Is high life some days in this place Across the street the bakery Up the street the parro......

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Categories: nostalgia, places, schoolchild, longing,
Form: Free verse

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