Classroom Poems - Poems about Classroom

...Flamboyant swashes; flaming crimson, could be my face, as the flyswatter-hand could impress such lettering upon my cheek. so I severed the crescent-angel of my imagination, dashed my dreamy curs......Read the rest...

...That's the best to describe me. We sat in our classroom at our seats, talking about some things unnecessary while you play out your ADHD. You tried to grab my Rubber. ,,hey!", I stepped on your fo......Read the rest...

...My eyes stare straight, fixated on something in the distance, humming a song that would send chills, if you ever got the chance to listen. A padded cell and a straitjacket, the doctor giving ......Read the rest...

...In the echoing halls of third grade, he sits, a nine-year-old lad, master of the silent symphony, the classroom's perpetual farter. His seat, a throne of hidden thunder, each release a steal......Read the rest...

...Welcome to the learning planet A colossal classroom draped in lessons So many gems, trinkets, and manure in it The goal is to learn, so be sure not to miss the blessings Rise each day earthlin......Read the rest...

...To be honest, I don't blame Islam to let them wait till mirrage. These people are allowed to have a crush, but not yet love. All of their behavings make sense. Because now I am stucked in the un......Read the rest...

... “The Unknown” Something beautiful in the ugly of it all raised its hand in the classroom and asked, is that all? The Reader considered it all. Silently. ......Read the rest...

...I have a bestfriend of my own, who sees everyone with a critical eye for my protection. But his bestfriend though, always said hi back when I waved or even just simled at him. But his bestfriend ......Read the rest...

...the lunchbox moment. I can feel the looks of disgust as I make my way to the table, I sit down, others stand up, walk away. kids grimace at the meal I’ve placed in front of myself, “ew” and “wh......Read the rest...

...*Today, 28th your birthday arrived*. Wearing a bathrobe and my hair wrapped around standing infront of the bathroom door and waiting during the time Ticks. Tick, Tack, Tick, Tick, 0:00o'clock My h......Read the rest...

...education is more challenging now than it was twenty-five years ago Many young teachers are running from the profession They optimistially thought that children would listen and learn Many want to......Read the rest...

...Balance is difficult for me -- generally leaning one way or the other if not oscillate more apt to choose that additional cold beer, wanting to capture sunset squeeze several more bla......Read the rest...

...Jump, thump, six graders jump from stone to pebbly stone. Chirp chirp the robin flies Across the sky alone. Crunch chunch the graveled feet, Sh. . . shoo, a breathy whisper, Hard, cold bench fo......Read the rest...

... Heart of my heart, here’s where we talk. Heart of my heart, here’s where ......Read the rest...

...It’s monsoon season here in New Haven, gone, are the banked, fluorescent colors of sunset. This feeling hit me, like a rogue wave. “We have to go out tonight,” I announced, to no one in particul......Read the rest...