Sounds from kindergarten kids
Kindergarten kids
Running, shouting, playing, chasing
Wild, cheering, mocking
and quarreling and befriending
In such short span
From where you are writing
And studying, thick files, and big books
And you look into these things
Taking notes
Through your thick reading glasses
You look at time
How time passed so quickly?
Once, the kindergarten in you
and your mama telling you she will always be watching you
and on that first day, you did not cry.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Inside The Blue Kindergarten Bus
inside the blue kindergarten bus
that stopped a while in front of our old house
the kids are shouting
'leo! leo! leo! leo! '
on their blue dresses and red neckties
and black shoes and white sock
they keep on cheering
'leo! leo! leo! loe! '
honestly, i do not know what they mean
they look so excited
and happy
they wave their hands and then the bus speeds away.
who is leo? you ask me? how would i know.
I don't have a kid inside that blue kindergarten bus.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In Search Of Meanings
they search meanings:
a bike on top of a mountain
mists below
fog and smoke
and trees thick with leaves
some hands
reaching for the clouds
while you watch
from the top with a friend
telling you
that you have been a fool
on borrowed
sneakers stolen by
a kindergarten
mountain kid whose
grandma is sick
and dying and
looking for eternal
herbs
the climb has been
hard
all efforts spent
like wasted
time of an old man
childless
till the end
now it is time to go down
slipping like
water of the drain
down down
and you feel like
shrinking
looking for meanings
seeking for something that heals
like art
and yes, poetry, this daily breakfast
on words
fat and sickening
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I was coming home from kindergarten--well they told me it was kindergarten. I found out later I had been working in a factory for ten years. It's good for a kid to know how to make gloves.
quote by Ellen DeGeneres
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I was coming home from kindergarten - well they told me it was kindergarten. I found out later I had been working in a factory for ten years. It's good for a kid to know how to make gloves.
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Who Knows Where Time Goes
Time is something we don't understand,
It's gone with a hello and a shake of the hand.
Never enough time for those you hold dear
But always, time for sadness and tears.
Time, you can't se it at all
For it passes so quickly --- while you lean on a wall.
Who knows where time goes/
No time for the dreams you have for yourself
Nor time for reading all the books the shelf.
Not enough time to go drifting along
For one has to work eight hours long.
Who knows where time goes?
No time to laugh --- and just be alone,
No time at all for friend or foe.
Time is running out --- people all say,
Who knows where time goes --- each and every day!
poem by Dorothy Fern Fowler
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New Day
What we gon' do right now is go back, way back
Bring in the groove
I wanna dedicate this to those who never made it
>From kindergarten to the 12th I never graduated
Yo but college wasn't for some of us
So we joined the service
I seen a kid get murdered in Nam listening to Elvis
But on the out looking in
Things stay the same
But at the same vein
Looking out the whole world's changed
So keep your head up
Don't get caught up in the fast bucks
And find your mom crying while your lying in a black tux
Trust me
We don't need no education says a young man
Sitting in class (sitting in class)
School is out 3 o'clock on the dot
He had beef with some kids and he got shot, oh Lord
Turn on the television
I'm watching Martin Luther King who had a dream, oh
So take this dream and apply it to your life
Even though we know the ghetto's rough
But we got to
1 - Keep your head up
(Uh keep your head up)
Cause a new day will come
(Uh-huh, uh-huh)
And look towards the sun
(Look towards the sun)
Even when the darkness shall come
(Ooh) It's real son
(Ooh) To my people living Life it's real son
I turn the page
What's the news today
People getting fired, walking on a wire
Looting on the streets cause the kid's gotta eat
Oh, oh turn around and look at the hour glass
I gotta get it straight
Before it's too late
Cause I don't wanna be behind that gates
Keep your head up
(Uh keep your head up)
Cause a new day will come
(Uh-huh, uh-huh)
And look towards the sun
Even when the darkness shall come
2 - All my people in the back
Mama, mama
You know you raised me with no father figure
(Didn't ya)
I wanna take this time to thank you
For giving me life, oh yeah
Mama, mama
You know you raised me with no father figure
(Didn't ya)
I wanna take this time to thank you
Even though I'm doing Life
Alright
(Ooh) It's real son, alright
(Ooh) Can't flee
(Ooh)All my people doing time
(Ooh)People in the back playing cards
(Ooh)Don't lose your money yeah
Yeah tell them don't lose your money, c'mon, c'mon
Repeat 1
Repeat 2
(Ooh) For my people doing time (alright)
(Ooh) For my people doing time (alright)
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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I Remember When Click here to listen to I Remember When
I remember when
Contry schools were in!
One teacher for K - 8
Always attentive and never late
Other kids brown bags more to fuss
Baked potatoes atop the furnace
Snow forts, games, Fox and Goose
Workup at softball, hang in there loose
How about those connections state?
Spelling contests and tests relate
Christmas programs and holidays
Valentine frill box, all those ways
Now to bring things up-to-date
To greet kindergarten teacher was my fate
53 years of time to span
Remembering clearly my whole clan
poem by Bernadette Gannon
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Witt
heard of the man
who after writing a treatise
about the
philosophy of language
regressed into
teaching kindergarten
because he wants
to discover
how language is learned
by kids
perhaps in learning how to live
we shall do the same
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Child's Game
the games that you play
are the same games that i am playing
writing poems
watching movies
reading stories
reading poems
taking the night
out with not so
close friends
enjoying the
music at the bar
some beer and
some barbecue
a little laughter
some pretenses
some truths to
tell sometimes
going home late
and wanting some
sleep till noon,
what is it that i am doing?
i am hiding from misery
this program on pain reduction
this art of losing and finding
and losing till it hurts no more
these children games
of hide and seek
breaking up and
becoming friends again
in such a short
time
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Chasing Blue Sky
Shakin time, she needs
Taking rides...to somewhere
Lets lose our minds, no hurry
Im the wakeful night, with dreams...or something
Chasing blue sky,
Were chasing blue sky
Taking time from all this worry
Mesmerized by the waves of your smile
I wish that I could say something
But youre the rose colored glass I see through
Ill see you through
Chasing blue sky, were chasing blue sky
Chasing blue sky, were chasing blue sky
Chasing blue sky, were chasing blue sky
Chasing blue sky, were chasing blue sky
song performed by by Queensryche
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Really Ultimately Definitely Obviously
I remember the day we met,
Fearing just to love you,
Seating behind you in class,
Taking every opportunity that came,
Befriending you with a trick,
Coming to your place aimlessly,
My heart was in a bottle,
Yet the bottle in your hands,
My greatest fear was fate,
Thinking she might break it,
I loved you, Really
I loved you, Ultimately
I loved you, Definitely,
I loved you, Obviously
Taking you by your hand,
Telling you be still,
Buying you lunch on fridays,
Driving your fathers car on saturdays,
Being a friend who loved you,
It was you and I knew it,
Writing you a poem,
Telling you i love you,
Oh yes in front of everyone,
The confessions awaited,
Said wanted to tell you a secret,
Your ear you inclined closer,
Kissing your cheek!
The fury you had, the anger arose,
Days passed and time flew,
You told me you love me,
And i told you I loved you,
I love you, Really
I love you, Ultimately
I love you, Definitely
I love you, Obviously
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Academic Life
one sometimes fear
leaving an academic life
seeing the world
through a thick reading eyeglass
sleeping with books
surfing on the net
writing treatises and
too legalese
side tripping with literature
and floating with
poems on wild imaginations
on the clouds of puff
and huff
one fears that after
sleeping with books
night after night
dating with the lampshade
headboard
one finally loses what is more
important
than these prints and
paragraphs
when finally she is gone
dating real people that she can touch
and feel.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Kindergarten
Return to my own vomit like a dog
Rhymes and giggles muffle the dialogue
Carve my initials in a tree, I will never leave
Maybe one day Ill be royalty
Kingdom
Kindergarten
Born late
Will I graduate?
Drinking fountains are shorter than they used to
The swings on the playground dont even fit me anymore
Folklore: nobodys supposed to believe in the next grade
Write it a hundred times
Kingdom
Kindergarten
Waiting
Bells not ringing
Held back again
Everything got quiet suddenly; no dolby
And the theatre is empty
Film is flapping on the side of the projector
The reel is over
Banished with my sticky shoes and stinging eyes
Im walking outside
Kingdom
Kindergarten
Born late
Will I graduate?
Held back again
song performed by by Faith No More
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Mama
Mama I wanna thank you
For sharing your blessings upon me
Taking time to understand the lady I wanna be
Yes mama
Mama I wanna thank you
For sharing your blessings upon me
Taking time to understand the lady I wanna be
This cold world had me num the pain like novacaine
Till mama sat me down unfold the gate
Showed me the straight path through the narrow lane
Sunshine after rain the joy of pain
Mama you raised a good girl dont worry
You used to say take it slow trina dont hurry
Use to tuck me in with the bedtime story
Now I grown up and you still there for me
My shoulder to lean on
You kept my dreams goin
I owe it all to you me now I got the green flowing
And im gon always be yo baby
And I cant never repay you for all the things that you gave me
You raised me to be a lady
And you scoot me to the game so them niggas couldnt play me
You was more than a mother you was a friend
The greatest love of all comes from within
I know ill never kknow love like this again
And beneath my wings you was the wind
I love you like none other
Cause you can only live your whole life but only get one mother
Being there for me through the thick and thin
More than a mother your my best friend
Look within and take yo place
Sometimes I wanna run to ya
Through the ups and downs I know I can still come to ya
I think bout the things I done to ya
But through all the drama I know I'm still number one to ya
Uh
song performed by by Trina from Da Baddest Bitch
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Messages From God (Part Five)
only kindergarten kids
argue over which color is best...
grow up!
they're all crayons,
and they all came out
of the same box!
God
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Would You Follow Me
(john kongos)
Would you follow me if I search for another life
Would you walk with me through the dark and the hungry times
If I said, Im gonna leave today
What would you do
Would you pack some things and come away too
Lose or win, thick or thin
Where would you like to be
Lose or win, thick or thin
Would you follow me
Would you follow me
Even though my dreams seem too far away today
Take a chance and
Stand by my side and
Lose or win, thick or thin
Where would you like to be
Lose or win, thick or thin
Would you follow me
Would you follow me
If I said Im goin away to join some revolution
Could you ever give up what they call the good life
Would you care to know what Im lookin for
And if I find it
Would you take note of the time, would you mind it
Lose or win, thick or thin
Where would you like to be
Lose or win, thick or thin
Would you follow me
Would you follow me
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Life is short, running like the wind (Song)
God Created, Given as a life.
Touching the people, leaving the people
Moving from place to place
Life is short, running like the wind.
Flowing through the valleys, touching the water
Flowing through the mountains, touching the cliffs
Flowing through the deserts,
Flowing on the oceans and
Running around the earth.
Life is short, running like the wind.
Touching the people, spinning the lives
Touching the old and touching the young
Touching the women and touching the men
Flowing on the ground and playing with the kids.
Life is short, running like the wind.
Running through the villages,
Gushing through the towns,
Swirling in the deserts,
Storming on the oceans,
Touching the earth and calming down.
Life is short, running like the wind.
Touching the flowers, spreading the fragrance
Flowing in the sky and flying the kites
Speeding in the places and spinning the windmills
Running on the rivers and pushing the boats
Life is short, running like the wind.
Days are in and nights are out
Seasons are spinning, time is running
Teja is playing, music sheet is ending
Life is short, running like the wind.
Eyes are closing, dreams are flowing
Going into sleep and day is moving
Life is short, running like the wind.
-o-
poem by Bhavani Polimetla
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There are two types of Chinese growing up in America. One is the kind that does really well in school, with thick, thick glasses. And the other is involved with the gangs.
quote by Donnie Yen
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Test Week
Here comes test week one
There is less time for fun.
Boys are studying hard all day
For them to top in some way.
Some have english first than chemistry
Then physics, maths and history.
They stay up late till twelve 'o' clock
The studying never seems to stop.
For maths, boys practice many sums
And do so well that 'hundred' comes.
Books in the morning, books at night
Books, books, books all the time.
Then comes the end of 'test week one'
Now its time for all the fun.
Nest week inter-house soccer begins
The competitions tough....
....Never know who's going to win!
poem by Varun Pais
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Peekabo, I Almost See You
Middle-aged life is merry, and I love to
lead it,
But there comes a day when your eyes
are all right but your arm isn't long
enough
to hold the telephone book where you can read it,
And your friends get jocular, so you go
to the oculist,
And of all your friends he is the joculist,
So over his facetiousness let us skim,
Only noting that he has been waiting for you ever since
you said Good evening to his grandfather clock under
the impression that it was him,
And you look at his chart and it says SHRDLU QWERTYOP,
and you say Well, why SHRDNTLU QWERTYOP? and he
says one set of glasses won't do.
You need two.
One for reading Erle Stanley Gardner's Perry Mason and
Keats's "Endymion" with,
And the other for walking around without saying Hello
to strange wymion with.
So you spend your time taking off your seeing glasses to put
on your reading glasses, and then remembering that your
reading glasses are upstairs or in the car,
And then you can't find your seeing glasses again because
without them on you can't see where they are.
Enough of such mishaps, they would try the patience of an
ox,
I prefer to forget both pairs of glasses and pass my declining
years saluting strange women and grandfather clocks.
poem by Ogden Nash
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