Teachers Day Poems | Examples of Teachers Day Poetry

I’m just a cackling controller (sit straight, listen, stop talking) Until I stop to look into your eyes It’s the wonder in them which makes me a teacher I’m just a watching monitor (settle down, take your things, write...Read the rest...

In a room stitched with silence, she stands—face painted, lips sealed— mirroring worlds with invisible walls, a language of gestures no one translates. Here, speech is a fragile rebellion. Her fingers sculpt stories midair, but the crowd wants laughter without edges, pantomime...Read the rest...

My Teacher Is The Light Of My Life Birds sing sweetly in the morning The sky is clear without clouds and blue My teacher came riding a bicycle Bring useful knowledge For our beloved ones ...Read the rest...

Oaring through the vast ocean of knowledge, Tiding through currents with courage, Diving deep to find pearls of wisdom, Guiding with a prism through the kingdom. Patience woven in each fabric, Kindness poured...Read the rest...

Classrooms ain't boxes, they're launchpads, ya hear Where minds catch fire and fears disappear! You don't teach subjects, you light up souls! Creative sparks flying, beyond old-school goals! "Can't do it?" No, you flip that script! "Not yet" is...Read the rest...

To those who guide with wisdom’s light, Through every challenge, wrong, and right. You shape our minds, our hearts, our way, We honor you on this Teacher’s Day. With patience deep and knowledge vast, You help us learn, from first...Read the rest...

Hold my hand to teach me how to write Take me to the library. I need to shed light On a few words that I have never seen before Teach me how to spell, that can open a...Read the rest...

Lately, I've cut away hectares of tumors that engulfed confidence, happiness self-worth and wellbeing. With surgery a bit of the good stuff was sacrificed: A few shallow laughs, some adventure and mostly harmless mischief. The mirror is filled with scars...Read the rest...

Mr Wilby Poem Lionel Derbyshire Mr Wilby Mr Wilby..contemporary Our teacher so A extraordinary Upholding and guarding discipline Buffed our learning to a shining Discamus .. paratus es ? Gently He said good morning Let us learn .. are you ready ? Told a unexpected...Read the rest...

Mrs. Marvel wore sweatshirt for twenty-eight years until her final breath. Signed by her 8th grade students, four whom had died a tragic death. Killed in a tragic bus accident on the way to a state cheerleading...Read the rest...

Make noise, be loud, bold, let your voice be heard; don’t be a wallflower, we have enough of those already, the world needs leaders; you are soft spoken, don’t let dismissal by others of your quiet tone...Read the rest...

Born in New England in the wake of the Civil War, Her folks fled Irish famine and landed on our shore. At age five, she took sick, losing almost all her sight. At eight,...Read the rest...

Live To Die Another Day Forced to fight The Gladiator Way ... I killed a woman I killed my friend We fought one another To The End I'll never forget Her kindness in me Her selfless sacrifice...Read the rest...

AFTER CUMMINGS POEMS These are poems I wrote after the poems of e. e. cummings... teacher by michael r. burch, age 16-17 teacher, take a look at my life, for it has just begun and u think that i am “misinformed” merely...Read the rest...

"Having received this precious love letter I'm thrilled that I feel vibrantly better… Will you guess, my friend, who the sender is? Cheering now my heart, filling me with bliss???” “Knowing how your countenance does express The jubilation no gloom...Read the rest...