Short Recess Poems
Short Recess Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Recess by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Recess by length and keyword.
ocean waves rush in
like rambunctious preschoolers
at morning recess
eager to entertain you
in goofy games of pretend
School
Recess
Run outside
Playing with my friends
Tether ball, Hopscotch, Jump rope
First we learn then we burn all our energy
Haven of rest
A quiet tranquil recess
Balmy cove
My Solitary retreat
Hovel where nature calmly unfolds
Resuscitating faint soul
His future went to swim
by shores of Lake Wisdom
Now he is in shark’s stomach
shouting for rescue squad
not aware they are in recess
beneath the slide's shadow
where lunchboxes blossomed—
mango pickle
the sweetest bite
was always another's
Time Out! It feels so good
To sit in the sun,
And breathe in the air.
Birds sing! Warm air is balmy...
I smell the flowers,
And I don’t have a care.
the children all cheer
there will be no indoor recess
hooray rain they yell
glad to be inside
watching their inane U-tube
indoor children now
dark, musty old shed
in the far corner of the school playground
another recess
transfixed
by the dark texture of the wood
all at once
alone
and home
as the school bell rings
children are shrieking with glee
recess is over.
a sudden rain of bombs leaves
the playground deathly silent
testimony that disrupts
proceedings it interrupts
in a courtroom liable to erupt…
from a recess abrupt
order is anon plucked
Decided , I , I won't assess
To what the point in time
I will had found
Being or working active and employing the recess
The true solution of the process this of mine
no physical adventure
can hope to compare
to the adventure of imagination
verdent green vines of ideas
lurk deep in the recess of my dendrite highways
waiting to surprise me
Dark recess of the arched church
Light filtering through the windows
Spirit flowing towards God
Holy trinity blessing the soul above the altar
For the contest 'Praise Pariku'
Steampunk Mama with a zing in her step
Did a twirl and a kick, she was full of pep.
Her clothes were traditional, her look was grand.
She was in charge of a gear and wheel recess band.
Days of marbles
where recess
would find us
in the old school yard
gathering around
the circle we had made,
hoping we would fill our
bag full, before the bell rang.
Written 5-30-11
to those living in lonely recess
where all agonies they repress
be a friend in their isle
under bleak sky their broken hearts lie
take them onto cloud nine to fly
see they flash sparks of smile
there is nothing like the taste of a first kiss
the sweet smell of bubble gum while still in the mouth
while hiding behind a trash dumpster in kindergarten at recess
kissing the boy of your dreams at age five
Hidden in the recess
Developing within the walls
A system to educate
A system that evolves
Statistically a witness to charts and scales
The beginning of the grading towards judgement
To pass or to fail
Recess is over. It's time for class
What's the kid got there
--A bug in a glass?
Think now, teacher
Is your class boring, perchance?
This kid's really interested
~ Here's your big chance!
In its whisperings and articulations
A searchlight into that hidden recess
The bane of acquisitions
Becomes the flight from humility
On which freedom rests
Shall we render benefaction of such
Crude and insidious notions.....
It's Recess, or whatever
He calls his downtime. God's
at play in the sky, bowling popcorn
balls of cumulus against the walls
of a candy sky. He does not wear
a long white beard, or flowing
robes. He's shaved, and
got his rompers on.
Soft ripples, carried on
Gentle piano caresses-
Tilt my mind towards
Happy times, filled with
Feather touches in my memory
Like a pleasing smile,
Received from a loved one-
Warming every recess of my soul
02/25/12
6:20am
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recess was more than play
for two youngsters in love
hiding behind the dumpster was the place to stay
everyday there's where we'd go
for one more kiss
and a little less recess
karen croft
first kiss, first love contest
Flying Sailing Soaring
Crying Laughing Roaring
Itching Twitching Scratching
Planning Plotting Hatching
Hustling Bustling Tussling
Day and night, night and day
Set aside each segue for a kiss
Recess, you can't afford to miss
Limerick : Once a Leftist Stuffed-Shirt taught class
Once a Leftist Stuffed-Shirt taught class
He stuffed students’ drains with high-class grass
The girls during recess
Gave him ample access
Now hangs out with big-funding Top-Brass.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013