Poems About: HOMEWORK

In this page, poems on / about “homework” are listed.

  • 337.
    I KNOW IT

    Atop that ridge live Inuit
    Drinking and smoking weeds
    No longer speak of tribal adage
    No longer raise reindeer for sausage read more »

    Manonton Dalan
  • 338.
    AAAC) Rome

    In old Rome everybody did his own work.
    There were the slaves all over the world,
    Unluckily the world has not changed,
    Luckily those slaves could become freedmen. read more »

    Paolo Giuseppe Mazzarello
  • 339.
    Into the Headwind

    I am writing a poem for you
    inside my head, and every
    time I hide the icons on my
    desktop, know that your poem read more »

    Lidia Running
  • 340.
    My Childhood Friend

    We were little girls
    Living next door to one another
    I was an only child
    She had three younger brothers read more »

    Theresa Ann Moore
  • 341.
    Romeo & Juliet's Queen Mab (my version)

    Queen Mab is a diva fairy, & she comes when you're sleep
    She's no bigger than a button on a new bape blazer
    Forever she rolls 25 deep with a SWAT team behind her
    Her ride is a Lamborghini with convertible doors read more »

    Ariel Miles
  • 342.
    Getting Through

    School, school, the golden rule.
    It can be tough, it can be cruel.
    Sometimes I like it,
    Sometimes I hate it. read more »

    Cheryl Wilson
  • 343.
    I Am From...

    i am from washind dishes
    from feeding the dogs and cleaning my room
    i am from the bouncy trampoline
    purple exciting read more »

    Elizabeth Anne
  • 344.
    College Campus

    Colleges are very large.
    There isn’t much heat.
    If you walk into a dorm,
    You’ll notice it isn’t neat. read more »

    Colin Murphy
  • 345.
    Lazy

    I lay here on my couch
    Teetering on the brink of slumber
    Eyes wide and vacant
    Glazed with boredom read more »

    Giselle Miller
  • 346.
    Clumsy

    I don´t know why I am not able to look at him
    What if I could do without this seriousness?
    And see him face to face. read more »

    Luis Gil de la Puente
  • 347.
    An Angel for My Friend

    I want my friend to have an angel,
    for he's an angel to me,
    he isn't just a friend, oh, no,
    he's more like family. read more »

    sydni smith
  • 348.
    The Working Week.

    Monday morning
    Always late
    Routine, schedules
    Things I hate. read more »

    Sallie Howson
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