Long Poems About School
#school
Long poems about school. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2024 9:23pm
2nd Sep 2024 9:23pm
Dance night at the school gymnasium
He would go to those dances
He could never get the nerve to ask a girl to dance
Like he would really know what to do when he got out on the floor
He had tried dancing alone in his room and had gotten so embarrassed that he just had to stop
He watched men & woman dancing on TV & movies
They made it look so easy
Women were so mysterious and full of shit
He wouldn't have a clue what to say to one if he ever got the chance
The dances went by and he went to almost all of them
He would find the darkest part of the gym and watch them with his back...
He could never get the nerve to ask a girl to dance
Like he would really know what to do when he got out on the floor
He had tried dancing alone in his room and had gotten so embarrassed that he just had to stop
He watched men & woman dancing on TV & movies
They made it look so easy
Women were so mysterious and full of shit
He wouldn't have a clue what to say to one if he ever got the chance
The dances went by and he went to almost all of them
He would find the darkest part of the gym and watch them with his back...
#courage
#dance
#fear
#school
#teens
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
26th Aug 2024 9:30pm
26th Aug 2024 9:30pm
She never listened to anybody
This was around the time I was 8 or 9 years old.
I was in the 3rd grade.
The teacher's aid always told her and the rest of us not to stand up on the swing.
She always did it anyway.
She never listened to anybody.
I heard she had a terrible upbringing.
She was beaten by her mother for being mischievous and defiant.
Her father would come home when he wanted to.
He was a traveling salesman.
Supposedly he had two mistresses, with families in Texas & Virginia.
I hated her guts because she always used to chase me home from school, pull my hair...
I was in the 3rd grade.
The teacher's aid always told her and the rest of us not to stand up on the swing.
She always did it anyway.
She never listened to anybody.
I heard she had a terrible upbringing.
She was beaten by her mother for being mischievous and defiant.
Her father would come home when he wanted to.
He was a traveling salesman.
Supposedly he had two mistresses, with families in Texas & Virginia.
I hated her guts because she always used to chase me home from school, pull my hair...
#acceptance
#childhood
#funny
#nonfiction
#school
41 reads
8 Comments
ExercisingDemons
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2024 8:13pm
22nd Aug 2024 8:13pm
Back to The Back of the Bus
Move me back to the back of the bus
where the cool kids be
no muss no fuss, just booze and weed
and firecrackers
aimed at tires and seats of open jeeps
move me please
too much heat on the front where a rear view sees
and I am doomed to please
by having all my human cease
let me be as scum and sleaze
cough and wheeze
in the back of the back of the back of the bus
rum and heathens
run your thumb above where drunk chum is sleeping
to find gum...
where the cool kids be
no muss no fuss, just booze and weed
and firecrackers
aimed at tires and seats of open jeeps
move me please
too much heat on the front where a rear view sees
and I am doomed to please
by having all my human cease
let me be as scum and sleaze
cough and wheeze
in the back of the back of the back of the bus
rum and heathens
run your thumb above where drunk chum is sleeping
to find gum...
#consumerism
#music
#nostalgia #school
#nostalgia #school
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PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
30th Jun 2024 4:58pm
30th Jun 2024 4:58pm
The Schoolboys and the Rastafarian Men (With original Patois quotations)
Two schoolboys, Dan and Josh, attended the Independent City All Age School in St. Catherine. In the evenings, they used to walk through a cane field near the school when they were going home. Many tall coconut trees bordered the cane field. Dan and Josh would cut sugar cane and pick coconuts to eat. In addition to that, they would carry some sugar cane and coconuts home.
The boys had a big problem. They had to pass a construction site on the way home, and some men who worked there would beg them sugar cane and coconuts. If the boys refused to give the men what they asked...
The boys had a big problem. They had to pass a construction site on the way home, and some men who worked there would beg them sugar cane and coconuts. If the boys refused to give the men what they asked...
#men
#school
#curse
#water
#children
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Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
18th Apr 2024 9:12pm
18th Apr 2024 9:12pm
The Tragic Tale of a Young Girl's Body
She was young, just a tender age
Filled with innocence and wonder
Her body, firm and full of life's stage
But little did she know, she'd soon be torn asunder
She walked with grace and confidence
Unaware of the danger that lurked
Her beauty, an ever-present presence
But to the predator, she was just a piece of meat to be shirked
She knew not of the evil that lay in wait
As she strolled through the streets
Her mind filled with dreams and fate
But all those hopes would soon meet their defeat
He watched her from a...
Filled with innocence and wonder
Her body, firm and full of life's stage
But little did she know, she'd soon be torn asunder
She walked with grace and confidence
Unaware of the danger that lurked
Her beauty, an ever-present presence
But to the predator, she was just a piece of meat to be shirked
She knew not of the evil that lay in wait
As she strolled through the streets
Her mind filled with dreams and fate
But all those hopes would soon meet their defeat
He watched her from a...
#college
#school
#teens #women
#teens #women
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
21st Mar 2024 10:12am
21st Mar 2024 10:12am
Kiss Them Goodbye
#violence
#death
#school
#fire
#God
86 reads
10 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
30th Oct 2023 11:46pm
30th Oct 2023 11:46pm
Curatrix For Budding Chaucerphiles
Curatrix For Budding Chaucerphiles
She dusts books with her burning hair. Her flaming tresses brush the words of the opened pages of ‘Canterbury Tales’ licked by her locks. She kisses due date cards for boys desirous of her lipstick strawberries.
“Ms. Rowena, doesn’t your hair collect dust from brushing those old books?”
“It is my way of worshipping the authors. I think they would be honored.”
“If you say so. But I doubt making your hair into a dust broom crossed their mind as adulation.”
“They would be tickled pink at...
She dusts books with her burning hair. Her flaming tresses brush the words of the opened pages of ‘Canterbury Tales’ licked by her locks. She kisses due date cards for boys desirous of her lipstick strawberries.
“Ms. Rowena, doesn’t your hair collect dust from brushing those old books?”
“It is my way of worshipping the authors. I think they would be honored.”
“If you say so. But I doubt making your hair into a dust broom crossed their mind as adulation.”
“They would be tickled pink at...
#women
#men
#school
#books
#sexy
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PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
28th May 2023 11:57pm
28th May 2023 11:57pm
The Schoolboys and the Rastafarian Men
Two schoolboys, Dan and Josh, attended the Independent City All Age School in St. Catherine. In the evenings, they used to walk through a cane field near the school when they were going home. Many tall coconut trees bordered the cane field. Dan and Josh would cut sugar cane and pick coconuts to eat. In addition to that, they would carry some sugar cane and coconuts home.
The boys had a big problem. They had to pass a construction site on the way home, and some men who worked there would beg them sugar cane and coconuts. If the boys refused to give the men what they asked...
The boys had a big problem. They had to pass a construction site on the way home, and some men who worked there would beg them sugar cane and coconuts. If the boys refused to give the men what they asked...
#men
#school
#water
#food
#curse
193 reads
2 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2023 00:19am
22nd Apr 2023 00:19am
Mel and Boyo
Chapter 1
Bird Bush
Mel was a ten-year-old boy, and Boyo was eleven years old. They were schoolmates who attended a primary school in the country. Boyo used to wear a straw hat with wide brim when he was not in school. They were mischievous boys, and they were rude to adults and children. Moreover, they often played tricks on each other, and they did the same to other people.
Both boys enjoyed catching birds, and they made traps called callaban from narrow sticks and strong vines. In the mornings, they would go to bird bush and set the traps, and in the...
Bird Bush
Mel was a ten-year-old boy, and Boyo was eleven years old. They were schoolmates who attended a primary school in the country. Boyo used to wear a straw hat with wide brim when he was not in school. They were mischievous boys, and they were rude to adults and children. Moreover, they often played tricks on each other, and they did the same to other people.
Both boys enjoyed catching birds, and they made traps called callaban from narrow sticks and strong vines. In the mornings, they would go to bird bush and set the traps, and in the...
#children
#school
#countryside
#trees
#birds
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PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
21st Apr 2023 2:52am
21st Apr 2023 2:52am
Stanley
Mr. and Mrs. Weatherburn lived in New Port. The couple was illiterate, and they had a teenage son named Stanley. His mother called him Taundee. He was attending a boarding school in Clarendon, but he could not read or write. It seemed that he had an intellectual disability. Moreover, he was a lazy boy. When Stanley misbehaves, his mother would say, “Taundee, yuh cyaan ave likkle destantable, likkle elliquet about yuh?”
Stanley’s parents wanted him to be a brilliant scholar, but he was not making any progress. They were just wasting their money on him. Every session he would...
Stanley’s parents wanted him to be a brilliant scholar, but he was not making any progress. They were just wasting their money on him. Every session he would...
#mother
#father
#school
#books
#reading
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2023 7:11am
2nd Apr 2023 7:11am
The Board
Walternate Universe – MC41225
I pressed the button on the control just for the hell of it
When the portal in the shape of a blue liquid sphere appeared
Thinking I was still dreaming from the night before I stepped through
Not realizing that things were about to get really weird…
A small robot with a television monitor for a face greeted me
In a long dimly lit hallway that was as far as the eye can see
Here other portals were opening and closing for other travelers
As they jumped through verses like they were wishes of a fantasy
...
I pressed the button on the control just for the hell of it
When the portal in the shape of a blue liquid sphere appeared
Thinking I was still dreaming from the night before I stepped through
Not realizing that things were about to get really weird…
A small robot with a television monitor for a face greeted me
In a long dimly lit hallway that was as far as the eye can see
Here other portals were opening and closing for other travelers
As they jumped through verses like they were wishes of a fantasy
...
#school
#universe
#music #NaPoWriMo2023
#music #NaPoWriMo2023
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PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
18th Mar 2023 9:04pm
18th Mar 2023 9:04pm
Bumpy
Chapter 1
The Birth
Norman and Marlon had a sister named Claudia. She was their only sister. Claudia gave birth to a baby girl. The baby was born prematurely, and she was such a tiny thing. She weighed about two and a half pounds. The doctors at the hospital had to keep Claudia’s baby in an incubator for a few weeks. Claudia’s family were so happy when she brought home her cute Indian baby.
Norman was the youngest sibling. Although Marlon and his sister could not get along well, he loved his first niece very much. Claudia would put the baby on a pillow to sleep...
The Birth
Norman and Marlon had a sister named Claudia. She was their only sister. Claudia gave birth to a baby girl. The baby was born prematurely, and she was such a tiny thing. She weighed about two and a half pounds. The doctors at the hospital had to keep Claudia’s baby in an incubator for a few weeks. Claudia’s family were so happy when she brought home her cute Indian baby.
Norman was the youngest sibling. Although Marlon and his sister could not get along well, he loved his first niece very much. Claudia would put the baby on a pillow to sleep...
#brother
#sister
#birth
#school
#daughter
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