Long Poems About School
#school
Long poems about school. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
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
251 reads
9 Comments
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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CasketSharpe
Poem Published
6th Mar 2023 5:06pm
6th Mar 2023 5:06pm
2 The Letter (Character Personality Collaboration)
#sex
#school
#responsibility
166 reads
4 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
18th Feb 2023 4:21am
18th Feb 2023 4:21am
Show and Tell
no more dolls
no more toys
no more games
by middle school
childhood is not just gone
its obliterated
an eighth grader
brought a gun to school
he's showing his friends
one of his besties
gets to hold the clip
this goes on
for three days
finally a student reports it
a week ago:
a lockdown
close to two hours
note in the high school boys bathroom:
"I'm going to shoot up the school"
underneath
a...
no more toys
no more games
by middle school
childhood is not just gone
its obliterated
an eighth grader
brought a gun to school
he's showing his friends
one of his besties
gets to hold the clip
this goes on
for three days
finally a student reports it
a week ago:
a lockdown
close to two hours
note in the high school boys bathroom:
"I'm going to shoot up the school"
underneath
a...
#childhood
#GunControl
#America #school
#America #school
250 reads
5 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
12th Dec 2022 2:21am
12th Dec 2022 2:21am
I Pledge Of Allegiance
This world is progressing very fast and somehow, I will have to say in the wrong direction, what was once looked upon as moral decenary has been tainted with the new order of comprised political views, or religion depravation. We tend to live our lives by why we type one keystroke at a time or allowing our brain cells to be debased of intellectual stimulation.
The youth, who are the gems of our future are caught in culprit of this New World order ideology. Accepting the corrupt views of what was known from the beginning of time, man and woman, marriage, rearing your children...
The youth, who are the gems of our future are caught in culprit of this New World order ideology. Accepting the corrupt views of what was known from the beginning of time, man and woman, marriage, rearing your children...
#school
#TruthOfLife
#honesty #philosophical
#honesty #philosophical
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James_A_Knight
Poem Published
10th Dec 2022 8:30pm
10th Dec 2022 8:30pm
THE EXAMINATION DESK
It was the day of nine o’clock G.C.S.E math’s exam. We lined up outside the lunch hall like conscripts awaiting basic training. The black painted mesh of the bike shed was flaking. I picked at it. I felt sick. I snuck into the drama block to smoke a roll up. It made me even sicker. I came back, I took my tie off, and then my jumper.
‘Where’s your tie?’ said Mr. Clumper.
‘I don’t feel well, you don’t need to a tie to pass an exam,’ I said.
‘Rules are rules. Put your tie back on.’
I obeyed. I looked at my friend. He was browsing a revision book. He was...
‘Where’s your tie?’ said Mr. Clumper.
‘I don’t feel well, you don’t need to a tie to pass an exam,’ I said.
‘Rules are rules. Put your tie back on.’
I obeyed. I looked at my friend. He was browsing a revision book. He was...
#teens
#school
#college #fear
#college #fear
309 reads
7 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2022 4:29pm
23rd Oct 2022 4:29pm
I'm Newton, B*tch
#lust
#erotic
#school #dirty
#school #dirty
292 reads
4 Comments
Sandals
Poem Published
19th Oct 2022 3:14pm
19th Oct 2022 3:14pm
Cabbages And Hamhocks
Listen,
There are many types of stock pots and even crock pots, but, use them according to the quantity of food within size there of. This one I'm about to discuss is the Imusa Pot 32qt. Pot. Here's ingredients needed for this ah cool!
Ingredients:
(80) 4LB. Pack of Hamhocks(Pork Hocks)
40 Green Cabbages
1 sharp knife, 1 cutting board(LARGE),
And 50 sticks of butter
-This is no lie for this pot size, and, can be purchased at Ralph's Grocery Store too for $39.99. This is the real seasoning quantity size!
...
There are many types of stock pots and even crock pots, but, use them according to the quantity of food within size there of. This one I'm about to discuss is the Imusa Pot 32qt. Pot. Here's ingredients needed for this ah cool!
Ingredients:
(80) 4LB. Pack of Hamhocks(Pork Hocks)
40 Green Cabbages
1 sharp knife, 1 cutting board(LARGE),
And 50 sticks of butter
-This is no lie for this pot size, and, can be purchased at Ralph's Grocery Store too for $39.99. This is the real seasoning quantity size!
...
#school
#LifeChangingMoment
#learning
#ForbiddenLove
#college
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
29th Jun 2022 9:15pm
29th Jun 2022 9:15pm
I Escaped, But Only Just - Part 5: Aloof From My Peers
I attended a Jewish High school in the north of England that bore a vague resemblance to the kids from the Beverly Hills. Our family weren’t rich - and therefore, I didn’t belong socially. In time, I would face a new issue that marked me as different: labels I hadn’t paid attention to before. Remedial. Autistic. Slow. Educationally Subnormal.
The first day passed uneventfully, though, and I found myself looking forward to going back the next day. Carrying a briefcase of my own gave me a strong sense of pride and I soon got used to the routine of making my way to a different...
The first day passed uneventfully, though, and I found myself looking forward to going back the next day. Carrying a briefcase of my own gave me a strong sense of pride and I soon got used to the routine of making my way to a different...
#rejection
#childhood
#school #memories
#school #memories
411 reads
6 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
26th Jun 2022 5:25pm
26th Jun 2022 5:25pm
Literary Criticism
A couple of brief reflections,
one prosaic, one poetic.
(Both pathetic!)
(adapted from a couple of social media comments)
I grew up in a deprived seaside area, a town where all the county councils dumped their human refuse, so to speak, meaning in effect that we had a lot of mercenaries, untreated psychiatric patients, and even sexual offenders wandering around. The sort of place where you’d sit in McDonald’s and the mothers in the next booth would point at a man walking past and say “he’s a paedo”, or “he deals drugs.”
...
one prosaic, one poetic.
(Both pathetic!)
(adapted from a couple of social media comments)
I grew up in a deprived seaside area, a town where all the county councils dumped their human refuse, so to speak, meaning in effect that we had a lot of mercenaries, untreated psychiatric patients, and even sexual offenders wandering around. The sort of place where you’d sit in McDonald’s and the mothers in the next booth would point at a man walking past and say “he’s a paedo”, or “he deals drugs.”
...
#school
#books
#college
422 reads
2 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
21st May 2022 2:42am
21st May 2022 2:42am
School's Out
Over the summer
my name
and my class-generated nicknames
won't be called one thousand times a day
"Ms G, I wrote a song I want people to sing at my funeral"
"Ms G, Darius took my pencil"
"Ms G, can I move seats?"
"Ms G, Marco said my hair smells like pickles and baloney!"
"Ms G, I need a pad"
"Ms G, I need a pad"
"Ms G, I need a pad"
(every girl in my 6th grade class has her period every single day)
"Ms G, look! If you turn this stencil of a jellyfish upside down, it looks...
my name
and my class-generated nicknames
won't be called one thousand times a day
"Ms G, I wrote a song I want people to sing at my funeral"
"Ms G, Darius took my pencil"
"Ms G, can I move seats?"
"Ms G, Marco said my hair smells like pickles and baloney!"
"Ms G, I need a pad"
"Ms G, I need a pad"
"Ms G, I need a pad"
(every girl in my 6th grade class has her period every single day)
"Ms G, look! If you turn this stencil of a jellyfish upside down, it looks...
#children
#school
#funny
1816 reads
6 Comments
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