Learning Poems
625 days and counting
by Grace Frost
365 days we are celebrating you,
Life redefined in 2 pink lines,
625 days this love is brand new.
January to October time to grow,
Impatience is a family trait, 12/09/21,
365 days we are celebrating you.
10pm, 1am and 3am feeds,
Fatigued but morning comes again,
......
Don't look under the bed
by Dorothy Eleanor
Every child reaches the age
When their thoughts need no consent.
When hearts twist and writhe,
Simple encounters evoke torment.
Days pass as moments,
Slipping through the tightest of grips;
Youth kisses sweet time goodbye
With soft, selfish lips.
......
Alone
by Ellie Hagan
It was so cold that ones breath froze
An emancipating darkness rose
Yet through the the chill one beheld
The beauty of an entire world meld
Yes the darkness may freeze the bone
The paining thought you are all alone
But a light will shine through the doom
A love to fill all the gloom
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TThank You, Teacher
by Julia Shaw
Thank You, Teacher
Julia Shaw
We teachers all on knowledge dine
And we unlock our students' minds.
So they can reach the path divine
We really are of a special kind.
We are mentors that prompt their yearning
Reading is a skill that we must impart.
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Sunup
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
beyond blue mountains
deep gold horizon sunrise
a peach rose unfurls
suddenly so green
and baby jays are singing
blindsided by spring
rise up at pink dawn
the early bird is crowing
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Learning
by Peter Dr LimYou can always learn something from what people say or do, or what they don't, but this requires much humility, attention and patience
Continue reading625 days and counting
by Grace Frost
365 days we are celebrating you,
Life redefined in 2 pink lines,
625 days this love is brand new.
January to October time to grow,
Impatience is a family trait, 12/09/21,
365 days we are celebrating you.
10pm, 1am and 3am feeds,
Fatigued but morning comes again,
......
Rebirth
by baby panda
i guess you think you know pain
until it shows you a different face
a broken bone, a haggard face in the mirror you cant bear to look at
a heartbreak you barely survive
(i swear i thought i was dying)
i guess you think you know love
until the day you realise you dont
and you have to learn it
......
Don't look under the bed
by Dorothy Eleanor
Every child reaches the age
When their thoughts need no consent.
When hearts twist and writhe,
Simple encounters evoke torment.
Days pass as moments,
Slipping through the tightest of grips;
Youth kisses sweet time goodbye
With soft, selfish lips.
......
Ages of Acclaim
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I plan to discover more works of the great masters,
Like the rich green meadow find of bright red asters!
That is my New Year's resolution, a pledge to myself-
To enjoy and benefit from history's vast store of wealth;
And the glories of yesteryear lie waiting upon the shelf.
