What do I remember first?

Is it the blackboard where I learnt my ABCs?
The way I tripped over my own feet, scarring my knees?

New Semester

The campus is alive again!
Once empty halls are bare no more
As students come from far and near—

Last Day (2) – Senryu

Silence in the halls
A year becomes a memory
Time to move on

Last Day (1) – Senryu

Students in the halls
Lockers clang open and shut.
Shouts of joy resound.

Almost Done (Senryu)

Final exam week
Students pore over their notes
Time for the test

System

Awkward, accusatory and dooming,
Lie the letters, staring, glaring.
Painfully pointing fingers, from the fatal
Hand of society, chip away the self.

A Teacher’s Heart of Gold- Poetry challenge

 

A Teacher’s Heart of Gold

by 50djohnson Debbie

 

A Teacher’s Heart of Gold

The first day of school is special each year as I look up and down each row.

Looking at  new supplies, new shoes, new clothes, what is most important doesn’t show.

Within minutes, they show you who is the brightest star…

It’s also very evident who carries the deepest scars.

Bullets in School

your bullets at me
pierced, but my shadow

Sand And Grit

Poem by Wendy Norman (Seafarrwide)

The clouds drifted across the sky as I gazed from my little bed up so high

A sense of aloneness crept over me I was just a mere sweet child of three

Children would push and taunt me so sometimes pointing and telling me go

A Teaching Experience

They wait for me with bated breath,

as if I were a fairy,

Who comes down to earth to play with them,

and regale them with a story!

Take care: Haiku.

I thought of this poem while waiting at school.

Cold Black Coffee

via nvtc.ee

The vapor has disappeared

From the rich dark liquid

That still sits before me

Growing colder by the minute

As the professor drones  on

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Bitter to my tongue

It may be, but does

Nothing to keep me

From slipping beneath

My lids with its inviting

Darkness and warmth

Song of the Star

Dear children,

I am the star –
No, not the enchanting, twinkling stars
In the dark night sky

Those, are for dreamers.

I am the star –
Glittering, alluring
The lamp to your future.

I am the brightest.

The Hopeless and The Loser

You’re such a loser and I’m so hopeless,

Your innate kindness leaves me careless.

I’m the one who watches your back,

Loving you is nothing I lack.