by Honestly J.T. |
america, for her, for him, friend, friendship, growth, how i feel, international, journey, love, racism, school, social, together, truth, uplifting,
Love is not a color,
No hue, neither a race.
All of our blood is the same,
That runs deep within our veins.
If we could lift up each other,
And know that we all care.
If we help our sisters and brothers,
There's a bond that we'll share.
©2013 Honestly JT
by John Watt |
first love, nature, spring, youth,
My front porch welcomes your return each year.
Built like a Sherman tank with wings - the night
is filled with music to the springtime ear,
the buzz and clatter of your noisy flight.
Announcing to the world it now is June,
you fly into our lives and cast your spell,
reminding us that summer beckons soon -
sweet season of youth's freedom from school bell.
Ah yes, first love that bloomed in June's warm sun -
that first kiss, blushing like a timid squirrel
and holding hands in public with the one
who showed me I could be loved by a girl.
Your tenure brief; then by July's first day,
like childhood and young love, you've flown away.
written 29 May 2022
by James Fraser |
daughter, death, depression, father, girlfriend-boyfriend, hope, husband, life, loss, lost love, mother, sad, wife
What makes the decision
To flick the switch
To end ones life
For the sake of it
Bullied at school
Fork in the road
To let death rule
Daughters and sons
What ever affects them
They just can't outrun
Sadness and tears
By all left behind
Will they ever understand
by Besma Riabi Dziri |
beauty, destiny, faith, love, school,
I hold my papers and pen
not a poetry to write
it is the school year again
one other journey in time.
My ever burning concern
would my words find their way
as all my candles I burn
to meet yearning faces each day.
A thirst for light in young hearts
I lend my soul, the blanks I fill
and then a whole story starts
quenching feels would be a thrill.
When my pupils take my notes
would they read devotion in many a line
my fear, a quote or a word floats
my quill unveiled in heart shrine.
I hold my pen with great zeal
two paths I walk, a heart is torn
my love how can I conceal
at a crossroads, a poet is born.
by Daniel Turner |
crush, funny love, humorous, teacher,
As I look back, it all seems funny now
Recalling all those awkward teen age years
I pushed the limits farther than allowed
Supposedly when young, we had no fears
Infatuation caught me with the blues
My heart was swollen by love's gentle sting
It was a crush that only left a bruise
Left by the diamond in her wedding ring
The first day I laid eyes on her, I fell
The lightning bolt she was, that shook my world
And to this day I swear I'd know her smell
Could she have read my mind, she'd likely hurled
I hated school but never missed her class
She said she loved me 'cause I made her laugh
original poem by Daniel Turner
by Mary Nagy |
angst, daughter, family, funny, happiness, life, love, car,
Princess just wants a new car.
I have told her that hers will go far.
'Oh, it's really not cool
driving this crap to school.'
'Do I need that emotional scar? '
'The kids will all laugh at the rust.
When we race, I'll be left in the dust!
I will save up some cash
then we'll make a mad dash
to the car dealer surely you trust'.
'He will make us a wonderful deal
and I'm sure you will know how I feel.
I will love you so much,
My siblings... I won't touch.
Just get me behind a new wheel'!
Now she'll be cruisin in style.
She'll be happy for only awhile.
There will always be better
and we'll try hard to get her
a car that will make princess smile.
by evrod samuel |
love, lust, senses,
Raise my temperature
Heighten my senses
Make me tingle all over
Apply your hands to my trembling body
Caress the heaving contours
Of my pliant body
Feel the rhythm of my passions
Explore all of what I have to give
Enhance my desire
Make me tingle with your soft kisses
Free me of inhibitions
School me in desire
It’s not all about me
But of you and I becoming we
by Brandee Augustus |
childhood, love, nostalgia, school, teenme,
He was my very first daydream
I thought about him all the time
Something about him made me beam
Seeing his face was so sublime
Making good grades in class was a breeze
It was his smile that was my motivation
Liking him came with such ease
Every thought of touching him came with hesitation
All I had was the way he looked at me
Waiting for his glances became my prize
A chance encounter filled me with glee
I wanted so much to feel the warmth of his eyes
Thinking of him is a great memory
Smiles like his have become few and far between
by Craig Sipe |
You get to a point where
you can’t read them anymore
and consider yourself a grown-up.
But it wasn’t until I was fifty-two
that I threw them away.
How long could they hide
in a high school brief case
next to a box of sweaters
in the attic?
So…into the Dumpster Doodle-Doo
they went: her Wuthering epistles,
and my Heathcliff’s angst
Risen to the “beep beep beep”
of a trash trawler’s chaw.
By then she was a preacher’s wife
in Pennsylvania, and I was running
Manufacturing trades for a defense
plant in Rhode Island,
a job for which I was
They were two new skins
for the both of us
only one of which
had been redeemed.
by Brenda Meier-Hans |
brother, fun, happy, mother daughter, sister,
I am mother (father) sister daughter
Favourite aunt, SELDOM rant
Pan Flute player, dragon slayer
Own nothing pink, at least I think
Teach Sunday school, kids find that cool
I am not to lean, I’m sure you’ve seen
Curly hair, I seldom swear
But if I do, God help you
Sing in a choir, now I’m on fire
Love my dog, I want a blog
I am very kind, at least in my mind
Love good movies, never been much of a sleaze
I just gave you a look inside my book
So for now I take a bow.
I am female
Sorry I just found a fluffy beautiful pink bath robe.
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
Frank Herrera’s Contest:
by Maryam Jameela Haniff |
inspirationalold, old, new year,
The ending of an old week
the beginning of a new month
and the memories of an old hour.
The dawning of a new day
the setting of an old sun
and the rising of a new star.
A perfect year has begun
your dreams lay not afar.
Start it with a smile
and make this coming year
a year worthwhile!
Hey people...soooo sorry I wasn't here to read all of your lovely poems in a long while,
I've been really busy with school....I wish you all a happy new year and I hope it brings
lots more wonderful poetry as well....I missed you all!....:).......love always, Maryam
by Isabella Lenniro |
addiction, boyfriend, break up, for him, heartbreak, high school, society,
The day I learned,
you were in love with
The day I learned,
none of it was real,
I cried for weeks.
The day I learned,
you never loved me,
I wanted to die.
There must be an iota of feelings,
or you wouldn't have said I love you,
at least on the outside.
by James Peranteau |
In each others arm’s
with the warmth I receive from
these words from the depths of
his little heart,
past his precious lips:
“ I’ve been waiting for this Pops”
“What’s that son”,
while still wrapped in his warm grip
was mine query…
“Your golden hug Pops…
your golden hug”
as off to school he did trot
by Kennedy Lea |
care, celebration, child, courage, emotions, feelings, first love, for her, for him, girl, girlfriend, growth, high school, how i feel, i love you, kiss, love,
Our elbows collided,
'cause my desk is wrong-sided.
Made for a lefty,
When I write
with my right.
by Stefani Nicole Jeppesen |
depression, grief, high school, loss, pain,
A light turned dark and gloom
Needing help but was invisible
Buried in the shadows
Dark thoughts consuming
A mission brought upon them
Soon to be completed
Warning signs not to be seen
Being warned but not knowing
Unsuspecting they fell
Into the traps of the dark
Bringing panic upon them
Tried to flee but failing
Terrified but united they stand together
They helped and supported one another
United till the end, but not to forget
Love the broken ones
by Richard Lamoureux |
addiction, celebration, firework, sensual, sexy,
To love her
Inch by precious inch
Me a willing student
Not once was I discouraged
She helped me practice night and day
With her there were no l i m i t a t i o n s
I was given the f r e e d o m to express
In time she became a w i l l i ng student
She could no longer resist my touch
Her an~~~instrument~~~of pleasure
Sweet notes escaped as she moaned
Time no longer mattered
R e s i s t a n c e futile
Floating. ~~~~ up
F r o m her
For Silent One's contest
"You don't learn anything about life in school"
Sometime "HARD" lessons are the best.
by Ernesto P. Santiago |
love, recovery from...
We talked about poetry
Over cups of coffee and cigarette
In a café full of prowlers of pleasure
And skippers of wisdom
On a wintry day
That was numbing my patience
The bitter taste of coffee
Energized my words,
Fluttering like cherry blossoms of spring,
Right from my heart, timid, but with lots
Of rhyme to offer,
And it beat
Faster than the hands of time
As I looked at you
With your eyes, teasing...
And I almost forgot
To take my «I love you, Dad» kid from school
‘Cause of your Angelina Jolie
Lips that giggled my widowed soul
by HGarvey Daniel Esquire |
death, life, love, high school,
As I take my last breath
The pathway to my death
Is the Arc of a Rainbow
In Darkness, unforeseen
With a Soul, so unclean
As a Raven’s or a Crow
I can feel this new Life
Sounds of bagpipes and fife
An Eternity, to Grow
Inspired by Dr. Ram Mehta’s Contest
“ Balassi Stanza “
Author’s Note : Dr. Ram has Taught me more English
Than my Jr. & Sr. High School Teachers : Combined
by Barbara Gorelick |
One big room
Teacher, six grades, love
Chaos, respect, learning, fun
Dodge Ball, lunch box, blue crayons, Huckleberry Finn
For Nigel's contest, sigh...way back when...
by Sandra Haight |
but bring back the old values
of those former years-
when love of God and country,
respect, pride, and honor ruled.
Bring back old values
of family, friends, church, school,
solid like they were-
with new tech and old values,
we'd have the best of both worlds.
April 12, 2016
Contest: The Good Samaritan
Sponsor: Craig Hawkins
by courtney webb |
forgiveness, life, school, sympathy, teen,
you pick on the innocent
pray on the weak
leave the unwanted in your dust
harming all in your path
they go home
bruised and beaten
filled with tears
a lump in their throats
still a love in their hearts
yet they have more strength
than you ever will
by Line Gauthier |
autumn, nostalgia, rain, romantic love, school, together, youth,
The sound of freedom
The taste of youth
Naughty and misbehaving
To tunes on the radio
Safe in our own world
Thought we had it all
We had each other
And our dreams
Time stood still
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Posted on December 23, 2018
by Jay Loveless |
childhood, friendship, girlfriend-boyfriend, life, love, school, social, teenme,
i caught your eyes on me. dont bother to look away. ive already noticed. i wish i was
brave enough to stare back. it doesnt bother me, just makes me curious. what are you
thinking? or are you just observing? try to figure me out. but you wont. because youve
only met the imposter. you havent stopped to look into my eyes.
by Benjamin Joshua Obeng |
addiction, allegory, appreciation, lost love, love, love hurts, soulmate,
If You were fire and I was Ice
I'd extinguish your flame every day
Or just maybe
You would cause me to melt away
We could never exist in each other’s embrace
Because when I hold your hand in mine
That would seal our fate
And that's fine because
Every Cold heart needs a warm touch
And even hot coals need to be cooled
Don't school me about temperature
Don’t make me graduate from my subzero degrees.
So let's stare life in the face
We can take a leap of faith
And there we would collide
Unruly fire and frosty ice
Your dying embers and my tear shaped drops Would be the last things that remain
Of you being fire and me being ice
by Phil Capitano |
I have a disease
and it’s killing me,
I don’t put up guards,
too open for my own good.
I say what I feel
and I feel too much,
this Earth school is too dense.
My heart’s too big,
it makes no sense.
It seems I love Earth
but it doesn’t love me.
I’m not fearless,
but I am invisible.
So, goodbye, dear friends,
I’m going back to the sky.