Still Life: Seventh-Grade Art Teacher Gets High Marks
I'm a woman now. I have means to be
mean and get away with it.
He died—too fast for my liking.
I’d already hired a detective,
ready to face it—
or at least harass the details of the since-me
life he must have lived.
I've never spoken about it,
the last
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Categories:
seventh grade, absence, anger, child,
Form: Free verse
seventh grade
I met you in seventh grade
In laughter and games our bond was made.
Through every joy and every tear
You’ve been my rock my friend so dear.
We share our secrets dreams and fears
With you beside me I feel no tears.
In sunny days or skies of gray
Together we’ll face whatever may.
So here’s to us through thick and thin
With
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Categories:
seventh grade, 7th grade,
Form: Free verse
Seventh Grade Craziness
Seventh Grade Craziness
Written: by Miracle Man
August 12 2021
Some days my decisions made me look like a master,
but at some other times I've donned the hat of a dunce.
With my nose in the corner due to some disaster,
I was mistakenly taken for a dunce more than once.
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Categories:
seventh grade, 7th grade, crazy, school,
Form: Rhyme
Seventh Grade Dance
They travel in a weird little pack
None go to the bathroom alone
Lots of giggling in there
We boys are wondering
What are they doing?
Seventh grade dance
They follow
Like sheep
Girls!
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Categories:
seventh grade, 6th grade, 7th grade,
Form: Nonet
Exuberance At the Seventh Grade Dance
With wild exuberance the new boy
Danced his way across the gym floor.
It was the seventh grade dance; no other guys were moving.
They were mostly staring at the pretty girls who were dancing.
He dipped and swayed. Some of the girls turned and clapped.
His essence paraded in tune with the music.
The non-dancers stared at his wild city
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Categories:
seventh grade, 6th grade, 7th grade,
Form: Prose Poetry
Seventh Grade
I wear a mask of happiness because it is the only way,
To get me by unnoticed through each horrible day
My sister isn’t here,
My mom and dad don’t care
Too see any pain,
I’ll just stumble and take the blame.
For someone elses actions,
I hide my only fear.
I embrace the world around,
not shed a tear.
I wear a mask
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Categories:
seventh grade, depression, me,
Form: I do not know?