Short Schoolroom Poems

Bright white streak like chalk
across a schoolroom blackboard 
makes us gasp in awe....

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A schoolroom
of my childhood
my mother's heart

 My shy adolescence
her tender warmth
purified

My present success
her new pride
glorified

For Francine’s, ‘Senryu for mom’ contest...

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Distrusted compliments
- screech like fingernails across
a schoolroom chalkboard.

No marked card - dealt from 
the bottom of the deck - will
ever unlock my heart.

Avoid the overt
- sly Valmont, the skittish game
is wise to advances....

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Don’t underestimate telling someone they were missed. There was a black hole in a pew, in a schoolroom, at work; on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday… Widen that smile, that big toothy grin. Don’t underestimate letting that sunshine radiate. We feel the warmth, the tether, that we matter, altogether.

puzzle piece of you
your unique shape with borders -
see palms reaching out

9/28/2022...

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NUMBER ONE AT LAST

Crouched over a desk with knees tucked under
Echoes of that old schoolroom haunt me still
The teacher’s comments as loud as thunder
It seemed to me I was put through the mill
Vocal contempt at my quivering quill
Always marked down across all the classes
A record of failures and no passes
But Autumn term and a new school beckoned
My life changed when I was prescribed glasses
I mostly came first and rarely, second...

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Saying You Can’t
Is a Precursor to Saying You Won’t
Written: by Tom Wright 
2/7/2018

To most problems I adopt a pragmatic approach,
Experience is the schoolroom where I was taught.
Knowledge quickly became my first head coach,
And common sense didn’t promote using cannot.

If you’re one to hang your hat on being right,
Saying “I can’t” ensures that you’ll always be.
While correctness may extend to you brief delight,
Transient emotions never make life carefree.
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