Schoolhouse Poems

The Chalk Beneath My Fingernails

...-The Chalk Beneath My Fingernails-

I walk a path where roads dissolve,
Where rivers rise and hopes revolve,
Through jungle mist and dusty lanes,
With every step, I carry names—
Of children bor...

Things I Almost Understood

...A soggy teddy bear
lay on the shoulder of the highway—
head twisted, limbs askew,
its damp fur clinging to gravel
and its sightless eyes beseeching heaven.
I watched from the backseat,
wonderin...

Seasons

...

Winter brings cold
Demands respect
Its word is bold
Best to protect

Fall offers thrills
Tree colors change
Nights bring sharp chills
Gusts spin windvanes

Spring brings new birth
And ...

run to fun

...My daddy—he once told me
don’t ever play with nuns
they’ll hit you with their rulers
it won’t be any fun

I snuck out of that prison
and now I’m on the run

Once freed from that schoolhouse
...

Portal

...Be ye a temple to thyself,
be plain and simple right off the shelf,

or be a Mayan of long ago, 
a calendar odds that stole the show,

Be here a while and gone the next,
if you hav...

When It Is Too Late

...When it is too late

When I was twelve I lived at a farm milking and looking after cows, but a war had ended and the impression it made stayed with me and nothing could change the imprint of my min...

How Does the Soul Enter Heaven

...Memories of those who passed,
fading faces in the mist.
The ruddy flesh of the youth,
Who have just been first kissed! 

The old schoolhouse still stands,
the students are all ghosts.
Those I ...

A Big Welcome To Soup Creek

...If you're passing by Soup Creek our peace loving town
Do pay us a visit but wear a big smile not a frown
Our town is open to everybody all colours and creed
But check in your guns because thos...

Some Children Won'T Be Around For Christmas

...Some children won’t be around this Christmas
Their families still locked in the throes of grief
The holiday season will continue with briskness
But they’ll find no solace, no respite, ...

Another Sad and Senseless Massacre of Our Brothers and Sisters

...Not safe in God’s House
In trouble at the Schoolhouse
In danger at the White House
Especially, in our own house
We’re hunted like the old time
Prosecuted
And persecuted
Like breathing was a cr...

The Old School House

...In our leisurely drive across the country one of our delights
was an old school house in Nebraska…where we were blessed to spend the night.

We were already in the middle of nowhere….when ‘turn he...

Remains of Time

...How did it get late so soon? It’s night before it’s afternoon. December is here before it’s June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?  — Dr. Seuss

REMAI...

The Empty Academy Schoolhouse

...The Empty Academy Schoolhouse

It stands on a vast green lot,
No trees to shelter it from heavy, gray clouds
on the rolling foothill horizon.
Its thin coat of white paint peels,
revealing bare,...

Grandmas Hands

...Grandma’s Hands


You wish me plenty good things
Your safe travels and good fortune 
I rightly claim 

Your purpose and plan you’ve acclaimed
Your poise and gentle grace , angelic 

Your on...

Final Class At Faraday

...There’s a bluestone building near the Calder, east of Castlemaine,
One hundred yards back off the highway, beyond a tree filled lane. 
For one hundred years this building stood alone at Faraday
se...

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