Teacher Poems | Examples of Teacher Poetry

To my friend, Miguel Almost seventeen years, do you remember? We met in Canterbury We lived in the same house. In a silent, English-style, beautiful road Miguel, Miguel. My old soul brother. My Bible teacher. Do you remember? Evening times, you gave me lessons, lessons from the Bible. Teacher You are a signer. A marker. Your stigma is mine. I...

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There is a teacher I know. Someone who walks into the classroom like he’s stepped into a memory, quiet and worn, yet still showing up. He doesn’t speak much, but when he does, his voice carries more weight than volume. His words are deliberate, as if each one has been measured before release. There is...

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There is a teacher I know. Someone who walks into the classroom like he’s stepped into a memory, quiet and worn, yet still showing up. He doesn’t speak much, but when he does, his voice carries more weight than volume. His words are deliberate, as if each one has been measured before release. There is...

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Silence mourning, you who've borne no children; mute derision and bear it no longer. Beg not for mercy if you are barren for barreness may prove you the stronger. Your fruit lies in the way which you conquer scorn - apparent un-productivity. Another's offspring - your proclivity. Teach them truths which bearers fail to mention; teach self-discipline as necessity. Deliver well, mothers...

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O’ Pat Pattison, you, my brilliant teacher, I would shower in praises, had you not taught me better! for cliches void of thought are as worthwhile as a couch surfin’ moocher! O’ masterful and deepest sort of creature, shocked then, in the thrall of churning wounds, distraught I found your grace—and for my breaking clot you gave me poetry, this soothing suture....

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Socrates to Plato Emerson to Thoreau When the student is ready the teacher will appear Invaluable lessons will be on display for him to feel, see, and hear Ali to Larry Jordan to Kobe If the student is willing, he will do the valiant work He would rather not be the teacher; instead, he aims to show his worth Picasso to Warhol Brown to...

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In what galaxy does a heart not learn lessons the hard way? It’s in the nature of all creatures. The school of life welcomes its students. Some will breeze on by and not learn much of anything. The ones that embark implicitly on that lush wild river of discovery will be amazed when they unleash their potential. Everyone is given the...

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past is a lamp for our feet and a light for our path like an accomplished teacher it comes to our rescue any time we go astray ...

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Behold the glory, The bible is a great story, His story, History. A mystery to me, I know what I can be, The one you made me, King of my reality. So they can see, Their true identity, To end the misery, Fed deceitfully. Misguided for centuries, Tied to fallacies, Stalling spirituality. Hiding duality, Within a form of purity, Tainted by the greedy, To keep you needy. Lost without hope, Looking to the Pope, Reaching for...

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To You, My Loved Teacher I will never forget you from school, love you. You You walked into the classroom, oh best woman! I have always admired your fantastic femininity Perfect woman. Angelic mermaid. My teacher I love You Secretly My life Are You Loves You Your student ...

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The teacher said, ‘Back in five minutes,’ before leaving the room His students groaned, ‘half an hour’ meant ‘soon’ The time crawled by, the class dwindled to one ...

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Memories float along with sighs, off-white moths, and butterflies - and my third-grade teacher, long ago. We all sat under a mulberry tree, so a silkworm's dinner, we could see. Entranced, enchanted ones were we, growing, as moths...

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You must not be a teacher my dad said A teacher can’t afford a loaf of bread So I just bounced all around From job to job, town...

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Scent of tea arose knowledge is my obsession sealed like a locket. ...

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She would do our heads in, but It’s not that I didn’t value her great teaching skills. Her strategies and patterns always stood out. The tool of teaching was used to best effective use by her, I can ensure you of that, in fact it was levels beyond the rest.a record, a memory that can’t...

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