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T. Rivers

T. Rivers

Poetry writings by
T. Rivers

I am a teacher from the midwest who would like to see some changes in more than just education. Poems vary in theme and style. All are original works.

  • 95: A New Pen

    A New Pen A new pen  There is nothing like  finding a new pen.  The immediate feeling, like your hand’s been missing something  that it never knew it missed.  Each different than the last, different…

  • 94: When will the children be safe?

    When will the children be safe? When superpowers drop bombs, on a minuscule minority population elementary schools… it makes sense. When you remember, the lawmakers won’t even revamp some antiquated rules to keep our classrooms…

  • 93: ACAB

    ACAB The democratic socialist organization whose primary focus is to be grassroots paramilitary force against the poor people, controlled by the rules, only created, to govern them.

  • 92: Antiquity

    Antiquity Kill the mind save the man. Acquiesce or die. Make a dollar, give a quarter. All supposed to keep order. Patricians versus Plebs, Sumerian order, Egyptian Priesthood, Indian caste, the answers so clear when…

  • 91: Etchings

    Etchings When I etch, my words on the page. insides full of foolish rage. Rage Against what? I’m not sure I know. And that is where, my fear begins to grow. Do I need to…

  • 90: Thoughts

    Thoughts Thoughts, like feelings, ebb and flow. Invading my brainspace until they go. But, “I HAVE THE POWER!” to make them cease, as well as the power, to make them increase, their intensity and affect…

  • 89: Overtime

    Overtime Only one minute to go, what is left? 60 seconds of past, flying to future, but only now is. If I indulge, I’m pulled foward or back. If I indulge, I get out of…

  • 88: New, but Knew.

    New, but Knew. I knew it would be you and I knew it would feel new, but how can new feel so familiar too? I used to wish to know, eventually, learning to relax and…

  • 87: Wonder

    Wonder It’s often interesting, to find what we see, today, fraught with love and beauty. Natures abundant love, evident, as my eyes wander the sky. Catching a bird dance, way up high. My eyes panned…

  • 86: This is it? This is all?

    This is all? This is it? This is all? All of this, full of emptiness? This is it? This is all? not all bad? all of this? quite boring sometimes. This is it? This is…

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Note: for the grammar inclined of the world, misspellings, usage errors, weird mechanics and improper grammar are intentional.

T. Rivers

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