Short Backpacks Poems

When you ease biking
Unload backpacks baggage
Propel your liking.


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autumn leaves under new shoes
hesitant feet, eyes with tears
backpacks with sharpened pencils
minds ready to learn...

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Oh, how I cringe inside
when she wears her glasses!
Two with black hair!
Two with backpacks!
Two with Buddha!
Two with green eyes!
Now, two with glasses!
Is there any reason they should not
walk as two, together?...

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this don't miss
blue still excist
goes back to  the shack
when slave was on rack
with backpacks
came from bad news
some that sad 
blues story is about bad
love and low down clown
its still to rounds
its well school
the 
HISTORY OF THR BLUES...

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The crescendo of the leaves

 combined with a cool crisp blustery breeze

 Children toting animated backpacks

 Squirrels nervously adding to their winter stacks

Trees putting on a colorful display

 vying for attention as they gently sway

Invites to attend the Monsters Ball

 All Uplifting to the Soul

 these signs of The Fall...

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On my first day
I met a new friend.
We had the same new sneakers 
And sharpened pencils
And coloring books
And backpacks
And French braids
And rulers
And we smelled the same smells of our school. 

My pencil eraser broke off and fell to the old wooden floor when I erased my drawing too hard
And she picked it up
And said, “I’ll never forget you.”...

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Brand-new backpacks, brand-new shoes;
Headbands topped with flowers.
Parents trying to enthuse
About the coming hours.

Photos taken, kisses swapped;
Pupils all converging.
Quick goodbyes as doors are propped;
Teachers gently urging.

Voices chatter, stairs are climbed;
First day jitters rising.
All of us once likewise primed
Should be sympathizing....

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The bare bear barely bamboozled beleaguered befuddled bystanders.
They’re there for a reason, I chastised the bear. 
Hoping their backpacks did not have food.
For we all know that this would be an overwhelming lure for a bear.
Especially a bare bear who briefly blows up butterfly balloons for busybodies.
I hope this is not too much information but I wanted you to be aware
Because there is not any more room...

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CANCEL ALL MY APPOINTMENTS!!!

CALL WORK

TELL THEM I JUST FEEL TOO GOOD

TO WASTE IT ON THEM

WAKE THE KIDS

WE’RE GOING OUT FOR BREAKFAST

CALL THE SCHOOL

TELL THEM DAD JUST DECLARED

A “MENTAL HEALTH DAY”

GET DRESSED

WE’RE GONNA GO PLAY

NO BACKPACKS

NO BRIEF CASES

NO TOOL BELTS

JUST US……

AND A DAY

APPROPRIATED

FOR THE MAKING

OF MEMORIES


John G. Lawless
©1/29/2019...

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Mandrake’s sisters had fuzzy balls
Green fuzzy balls on their roller skates
Red fuzzy balls on their ice skates
Purple and pink fuzzy balls on their backpacks

You cannot have fuzzy balls they told him
You are a boy
It would be silly for a boy to have fuzzy balls
So he grew up and made himself a fuzzy ball chair
He also stuck out his tongue at both sisters
Refusing to allow either of them to put their petootsies on it
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They wear a cloak of invisibility
no one sees them
working behind the scenes
rearranging the scenery
inspecting the wires
from which hang
the future of daybreak
brown sugar atop the oatmeal
lunches and backpacks
hurried goodbyes
the school bus rendezvous.

No one sees them
as they ride the bus
enter through the service entrance
to work
supporting the backbone
of a country
that does not see them
for invisibility has no color.


John G. Lawless
©10/15/2021...

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Uniformed camels
Backpacks in the place of humps
Looking left then right
The gates inviting the herd
Ready for a new school day

Mr Jones's car
Yet again won't bloody start
It revs and splutters
Bursts into life and then flames
He works from home anyway

Winnie's rose garden
where the birds come for a bathe
and shelter from rain
There she goes, mowing again
She needs a belt for those pants.....


Jodie Williams for
Francine's The View contest
17th Sept 2011...

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I’ve left it on rock ledges
  in elevators and bars

Taxicabs, backpacks, 
  motorcycles near and far

It’s laid on the Great Wall,
  as I started to walk away

And fell out of the raft
  in Wyoming that day

It flew on the airplane
  after I had gotten off

And spent two days in Key West
  with Fedex as the cost

It’s kept me in touch,
  that’s important I know

But the voice it records 
  into words 
    —much more so

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)...

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