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David Michael Jackson

David Michael Jackson Poems

I'm a rabbit said Rolly Rabbit ...

Carry me home home to the creek and the water and the leaves on the trees. ...

I only have apples for you, Winesap apples hanging red and green from twisted trees ...

here you shall find me must find me we must meet having met, we must ...

I checked my closet today Shall I wear my feelings on my sleeve Will it be my waistcoat of sadness with the hopeless cape of yesterday ...

The fire is not out. It burns like fire, like pain, like, you know, pain. Water waiter, water for my fire, water, sweet clear cool water. Words won't do. Words or work won't do. ...

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• Short Poems About Homework: A Reflection on the Student Experience

Homework, a word that can evoke mixed emotions in students across the globe. It is a necessary part of education, but often seen as a burden. Yet, in the realm of poetry, even the most mundane topics can be transformed into something beautiful. In this collection, we present a series of short poems that capture the essence of homework - the struggles, the procrastination, and the triumphs.

Poem 1: The Battle

The clock ticks on, seconds pass, My heart pounds, anxiety amassed. Paper and pen, a battlefield donned, With homework as my opponent, I'm drawn.

Through the equations, I trudge and brawl, My brain aches, threatening to fall. Though weary, I refuse defeat, For knowledge and growth, I must compete.

As I conquer each problem, one by one, A smile emerges, the battle won. Homework, my nemesis, now my friend, A stepping stone to success, I comprehend.

Poem 2: Procrastination's Grasp

Homework lies before me, a daunting sight, Yet distractions surround, tempting me to flight. The allure of social media, a siren's call, As I succumb, my motivation stalls.

The hours slip away, like sand through my hand, Procrastination's grasp, I can't withstand. But as deadlines loom, reality strikes, A race against time, my focus hikes.

With determination, I forge ahead, Conquering distractions and doubts, I tread. Homework demands my attention, I oblige, For triumph awaits, on the other side.

Poem 3: The Light of Understanding

Homework, a puzzle, complex and vast, But with every challenge, I learn and contrast. Through research and effort, I seek the light, For understanding, my ultimate delight.

In textbooks and notes, wisdom resides, As I dive deep, my curiosity guides. Each concept mastered, a spark ignites, Knowledge blossoms, like stars in the night.

Homework, a gateway to discovery's door, Expanding horizons, forevermore. Though it may seem mundane, a chore to some, Homework unveils the universe, where wonders thrum.

These short poems about homework encapsulate the myriad of emotions and experiences that students face. From the battle against time to the grip of procrastination, and ultimately, the pursuit of knowledge, these verses remind us that even in the mundane, poetry can find beauty. So, the next time you sit down to tackle your assignments, remember that within the realm of homework lies the potential for growth, understanding, and even a touch of poetic inspiration.

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Carry Me Home Poem

Carry Me Home                                                         By David Michael Jackson Carry me home home to the creek and the water and the leaves on the trees. Carry me home past the worry and the frantic pace to the water and the dew on the grass and the summer days when grasshoppers are plentiful bait for the fishes. Carry me home to the field and the newly plowed earth and that smell of the soil recently turned so that I may replant myself with hope for a new harvest, so that I may kill the weeds which have grown over me until I cannot see the light. Carry me home past the roads, past the buildings, past the red lights. Carry me home through the darkness of a thousand nights spent grasping for something which is not there, something which could never be there or anywhere

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‘Where did the time go?’: Question Poems

• BY Timothy David Rey
• / 24 Feb 2019

Students explored and discussed Tracy K. Smith’s question poem,  The United States Welcomes You . Who is the speaker? Where is the speaker? What is at stake? What is the result of the telling? All good questions to ask. Students crafted their own question poems.

Lesson Note: ‘It’s very likely that the universe is really a kind of question, rather than the answer to anything,” says philosopher technologist Kevin Kelley. He says our role as good askers of questions will remain the most important contribution of our species.

Ms. Taylor, 8th Grade Period 1

Untitled Henry M.

Who’s playing tuba? Who’s playing trumpet? Who’s got my sandwhich? Who’s got my puppet?

Where could they be? Nowhere in sight? Nowhere to see? Could they have taken flght?

Why did you take it? Why did you dare? Did you take it? Don’t you have a spare?

Question Poem Burak A.

Where are we dropping boys? What’s your weapoons loadout? Do you have minis or 50 pots? How much time until the storm closes? Where do we go next? How many people are left? Do you guys wnt to camp or make skybridge? We got a dub! You guys wanna go for another one?

Untitled Avery D.

That woman, with her child-is she a threat? Steel, wood-weill these keep the rest of the world out? Are you afraid to walk outside? Afraid to speak? To breathe? Who are you trying to protect? Who are you try to be protected from?

Ms. Taylor, 8th Grade Period 2

How Do You Know? Casey Z.

How do you know? What is your resoning? Is this a cooking class or geometry class? Who do this work? How do you know> What’s your name? What’s my name? How do you know that I am? Why are you here? Where’s your homework? Why is it not here? What’s your proof? Why is that sufficent evidence? How do you know?

I’m not insane Am I? How do you know?

Stars Thomas S.

Why does he sit on the dock, his leg cicling restlessly over the black water? Does he recognize the snow, or the cold? Doe he know of the sadness of the world, or is he blinded by ignorant bliss? Does he hear the water eroding the shore? or the wind that contests it? Or does he watch form his post. Drawing constellations in his mind the insanity of it alll to much to bear? Does he know of the smog that settles overhead. Drifing in dark black clouds, throwing shadows over his light.

Ms. Taylor, 8th Grade Period 3

Brain Miles C .

Are you OK? Do you get me? How can you understand? Will I survive?

Untitled Nicole C.

Where did the time go? Did we waste our last moments together? Should I have done/said something more? How did we not see this coming? Was there anything i should have done differently. I don’t know.

Ms. Taylor, 8th Grade Period 5

Untitled Leonardo S.

Why are you here? Why are you not back at your country? What do you seek here? Freedom? What do you plan on taking? What do you plan on leaving? Will it be bad? Will it be good? If not, then why care? Are we better? Did something happen? What will we give you? What will we take away? WIll you give us a reason? WIll we take a reason, not blame you for it? What will we do? How far will we go? How far will you go? What will you do? What do you worship? What will you do? Why? Why do you belong here? Why don’t you belong? Will you save us? Will you harm us? Are you caring, helpful, or a savior? Are you scary, maybe even eveil? How? Where? Why? Why are you here?

Trust Natalia D.

Who do you tell your secrets to? Who do you trust the most? Why do you trust them? Is trust one of the msot important bonds? What do you do when that trust, one fo the most important things, is broken?

Do you confront them? Do you ignore it? Pretend liek it never happened? Move on? Do you talk to them about it?

Who do you trust? Who do you tell your secrets to?

Ms. Taylor, 8th Grade Period 7

Coming Fly In Ali M.

Are you about to crash? Don’t worry, jump right before you crash, right? That’s what my teacher told me, I think it was last year? Well, anyway, where’s your passport? You want another plane? For what reason? Family? Traditions? I don’t know, explain? Why would you come on something that can kill you? Trust? Trust who? Pilot? Why? How do you know that? You’re burning? Why? How? Water, there’s such a thing? Tell me? Why? Aren’t afraid? To die?

Untitled Sydney L.

Who do I feel like this? Stop complaining you’re fine! Why do I feel sad? You just want attention! What if it’s bad? Everyone else makes it seem so much worse! But what if I’m just stronger?! Then what’s the problem?

Who am I? An attention seeker! But I feel differesnt! No, you don’t! Why are we even arguing? You’re right! Right? Shut up you’re just a bully! Stop trying to be special! Just live. LIVE!

Borders Ino S.

Borders are good. They help keep things in and out. They separate things Which is not good.

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Do You Know the Places Mentioned in These Poems?

By J. D. Biersdorfer April 1, 2024

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A strong sense of place can deeply influence a story, and in some cases, the setting can even feel like a character itself. In a nod to the start of National Poetry Month, this week’s literary geography quiz celebrates poems about places. Even if you don’t know the poem, each question offers a hint about the location.

To play, just make your selection in the multiple-choice list and the correct answer will be revealed. Links to the poetry collections will be listed at the end of the quiz if you’d like to do further reading.

In 1914, Carl Sandburg published a poem that began:

Hog Butcher for the World, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler; Stormy, husky, brawling, City of the Big Shoulders: What is the name of the city in the poem? (Hint: Despite having sports-team mascots that include Bulls and Bears, this city is not the high-finance capital of New York.)

Joy Harjo, a member of Muscogee (Creek) Nation and the 23rd poet laureate of the United States, reflects upon the tribal history of the Creek people and the impacts of colonialism on their former territory in a 1983 poem. That Creek land is now a major city along the Mississippi River and its name is the title of the poem. What is it? (Hint: The location is known for jazz and a fondness for pre-Easter parades.)

Minneapolis-St. Paul

New Orleans

Mary Oliver wrote many poems about the wooded areas and pond around her home in this East Coast community that has attracted creative people for decades. What is the name of the place, which is mentioned in “Coming Home,” a popular Oliver poem? (Hint: Mark Rothko, Helen Frankenthaler, Jackson Pollock and Lee Krasner were among the artists who also hung out here.)

Fire Island

Provincetown

Narragansett

A 1922 poem published in the collection “Harlem Shadows,” by Claude McKay, begins:

About me young careless feet Linger along the garish street;

Which garish New York City street is the poet talking about? (Hint: The name is also part of the poem’s title and yes, the street does get quite bright at night.)

42nd Street

125th Street

In this poem, Ada Limón — the current U.S. poet laureate — writes of two friends living in Brooklyn, but imagining:

and how sometimes it would be nice to see more sky than just this little square between the bridges and buildings, but then we’d miss Brooklyn and each other, and we ordered another beer. They talk of moving to which specific Western state? (Hint: Its name is included in the title of the poem; one of the state’s unofficial nicknames is “Big Sky Country.”)

North Dakota

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