Short Make The Grade Poems
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Fail
to not
succeed try
to make the grade
but never is your effort good enough
wish someone would see who you have become
struggles become
memories
fade a
way.
Apply yourself better
You can make the grade
Put more focus on your studies
There is more knowledge for you to gain
Do not waste your time
And be a fool
Open those books
Edify yourself and be cool
Silver tongues are easily made
Practiced now to make the grade
Know that they will smooth it over
To say the things that will never
Make you take offence for what it is
Listening sometimes is such a whiz!
© Paul Warren Poetry
You've been wrapping about my epitaph
corteges don't make the grade
Someone still saying goodnight Irene
You have Midnight flights of fancy
Someone is still playing pious
your silver eyes still glow
Four eyes out make good harmony
Am I
Learning
What you're
Teaching..
Are you
Teaching
What
I'm learning..
The things you say
And do..
I'm so confused..
I get up
Every day
And back to
School to
Make the grade..
Am I
Learning
What you're
Teaching
Me today.
D.C. 07/14/14
He thought he had it made
That he could hide and make the grade
And get what he wanted in the end
So his position he could defend
In Machiavellian manoeuvring
So he could sit back smiling
But he could not control everything
And in his life so sad to bring.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Beyond this race of aches and pain
Looms large the struggle to make the grade,
And yet the mental and physical strain
Finds me now and forever unafraid
It matters not the starting gate,
The grueling race will take its toll,
But I’m a marathoner great
I’ll master all to reach my goal
The winding road goes on
You can see it so long
There are plans you made
Hoping to make the grade
But what are you to do
Except to follow it through
Sometimes it seems too long
As you travel sing a song
In some parts it may be unmapped
But it is only a matter of fact
So just do your best
The road will take care of the rest.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Egos aglow, from awesome heroes adorn
Each Legend has a trial, a secret born
It takes more than skill of a Champion to be
It takes equal parts of talent, guarantee
With luck, nerve, hard work made
Champions make the grade
Afterwards, Champions become Legends very soon
Being the best of anything in attune
The Champions are icons in Legends pond
They serve as a purpose beyond
A challenge, an incentive commit
To keep proving and proving it
Music has a special taste
feelings lost in sound
Touching heard across the room
vision by the pound
References left unto themselves
choir boys in tune
Trading what they never had
tribute to the loon
One last chance to make the grade
masks come flying off
Darwin leaving Born in chains
climbing through the moss
Menageries have come and gone
kaleidoscopes diffused
Nomenclature chameleons
—confounded and bemused
(The New Room: January, 2023)