Short Middle School Poems
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OF LIFE’S JOURNEY
At birth, life’s journey is planned;
While there will be many tolls,
God’s GPS will guide you:-
Kids go down
The slide…they head toward the swings
TIME TO SCREAM!
Free time ends
Their parents want to go home
Frowns exchange
Annunciated,
Germinated, seed of God;
Blooming in heaven:
Scenting the foul air of earth
With his divine peace and love:-
A bird flew over me,
leaving a feather falling,
landing on my head:
Oh, it had to be a dove,
I’ve never felt so peaceful:-
Beautiful flowers
in a vase, reflecting love,
light up life with joy:-
Nature, giving life to life,
messaging human nature:-
in middle school people formed cliques
I did not know about them but felt them for a bit
I have my own tribe now, need no cliques
Growth is not instant,
Becoming is a process;
Ripening takes time.
Instantly, give God the praise
And thanksgiving, for the time:-
Don't be a football,
Thrown and kicked down the field
Like rocks of nature;
Rather, be a bouncing ball
Sowing and reaping life's goals
Justice
Still sits waiting
Little has changed over time
We still await her arrival
With hope
Yes, we were forced into national pride,
Singing the anthem at assembly time,
Little patriots to the core,
God saved something in times of yore!
DESPAIR NOT
Root not in despair,
be in the reaping of God’s
fruits of healing grace:
Glorified in your progress,
continue plowing onward:-
Child
Young, Innocent
Laughing, Playing, Smiling
Preschool, Middle School, High School, College
Working, Working, Working
Serious, Tired
Adult
Form:
Who is she?
She is a seventh grader
Plays softball
Wears glasses
She lives and loves cheesecake
Chaddar cheese
Mac n' cheese
Cheesecake
Who is she?
It was Sister Francine
who treated us so mean.
She’d rap us on our knuckles
with the Father’s belt buckles
toiling to keep our sin-loving souls clean.
A young student in high school named Don
badly needed to go to the john;
but in his great haste
he expended his waste
in the janitor's closet, the moron!
Audra
Bringing freedom
Through their literature
Her Lithuanians name's meaning:
Stormy!
(About main character in "Words on Fire" by Jennifer A. Nielsen)
A STILLED POND
Once a wet playground,
A ducks' and frogs' Disneyland!
Now quiet and stilled:-
Winter is no friend to ponds;
freezing out their livelihoods:-
NATURE’S BIRTHING RAIN
Beautiful spring rain,
quenching the womb of the earth
with birthing waters;
sunshine waters of new life,
reflecting God-sent purpose.
This is a nostalgic trip,
Once milk bottles let it rip,
Forced milk to scoff,
Some days it was really off,
Then for lunch sandwich sodden,
Tomato, cheese, hot or rotten.
Winning every race, you just may not;
What’s important is giving all you got.
In running the race, you must never give up;
The will to go on, never let anything interrupt.
A combination of Haiku and Kyoka
designer originals
from feed sacks
after the chickens were fed
her artist's touch
honed with the aid
of her foot movement
on the treadle machine
(*)
JUSTICE
Sits blooming
Much has changed over time
With hope
We still
Await
Her
Coming
When will I need
Multiplication?
Why waste my day on it?
When will I need
This long division?
Why are we doing this?
I do not need
Spelling or writing
That’s your job, isn’t it?
The system is slowly coming 'round,
To a concept perfectly profound:
Dyslexicans are most insightful;
They're absolutely quite delightful.
'Tis wrong to dump them in Lost & Found.
middle school
girls become imitators
copying mannerisms and styles
mimicking those they admire
often losing their own identity for a year or two
sad pretenders, not living up to themselves yet