BACK TO SCHOOL -
MASTER LIST OF POEMS
September
I already know where
Africa is
and I already know how to
count to ten and
I went to school
every day last year,
why do I have to go again?
Lucille Clifton
Back to School
When summer smells
like apples
and shadows feel cool
and falling leaves make dapples
of color on the pool
and wind is in the maples
and sweaters are the rule
and hazy days spell lazy ways,
It’s hard to go to school.
But I go!
Aileen
Fisher
NOW
Close the barbeque.
Close the sun.
Close the home-run games we won.
Close the picnic.
Close the pool.
Close the summer.
Open school.
Prince Redcloud
A Circle Of
Friends
We've joined together as
classmates
As the new
year begins...
A year full of learning
While we
become friends.
We'll share and be kind
As we work and play,
And our friendship will
grow
With
each passing day.
Summer
Fran Haraway
What plans that we
laid, and
What promises made,
and
What dreams we
created in May!
We vowed that we'd
try to
Fill June and July,
to
Have wonderful fun
each warm day.
But while we were
scheming,
Designing, and
dreaming,
Our summer slipped
quickly away!
Hurray Day
Today is the day!
Hurray! Hurray!
It's the first day of school
And I'm on my way!
Everything's different
Nothing's the same
Because I'm going to learn
To write my name!
by
Patricia Hubbell
First Day of School
I wonder
if
my drawing
will
be as good as theirs
I wonder
if
they'll like me
or
just be full of stares
I wonder
if
my teacher
will
look like Mom or Gram
I wonder
if
my puppy
will
wonder
where
I am!
by
Aileen Fisher
Going To School
Going to school,
You always run;
When it's not late,
You stop for fun!
You watch a squirrel,
Climb up a tree,
Gaze at the tree,
Gaze at the sky
For things to see.
There's singing birds,
A roaring place,
The pecking sun,
A drop of rain.
You'd like to stay,
But there's a yell --
A friend's shouting,
"Come on, the bell!"
Clare Miseles
School Time
School is here again
Summer's at an end.
See me work and play,
On an autumn day.
First Day of School
Always more of everything;
Reading, writing, figuring
Books to read and words to spell -
Hurry, there goes the bell!
Seems as if they might get through
Finding things for us to do!
Rachel Field
Fall
From September to December
What's the season?
Fall!
Red leaves start to
Fall!
Brown leaves start to
Fall!
Orange leaves start to
Fall!
Yellow leaves start to
Fall!
After all, it's
Fall!
September
A road like brown ribbon
A sky that is blue
A forest of green
With that sky peeping through.
Asters, deep purple,
A grasshopper's call,
Today is summer,
Tomorrow is fall.
September
September means it's time again
for
going off to school.
The days are getting shorter
and
the nights are getting cool.
Fall is Here
Helen H. Moore
Fall is here.
Another year
is coming to an end.
Summer's finished,
Summer's gone,
Winter's round the
bend.
Fall is piles of
crunchy leaves,
orange, gold, and red.
Fall is sweaters
with long sleeves
and blankets on the bed.
Fall is football,
Fall is pumpkins,
Fall's where summer ends.
And
Fall is coming back
to school,
and seeing all my friends.
September
Brierly Ashour
When the goldenrod
is yellow,
And leaves are
turning brown -
Reluctantly the
summer goes
In
a cloud of thistledown.
When squirrels are
harvesting
And birds in flight
appear -
By these autumn
signs we know
September days are
here.
September
September is a time
Of beginning for all,
Beginning of school
Beginning of fall.
September
The
breezes taste
Of apple peel.
The air is full
Of smells to feel-
Ripe fruit, old footballs,
Burning brush,
New books, erasers,
Chalk, and such.
The bee, his hive,
Well-honeyed hum,
And Mother cuts
Chrysanthemums.
Like plates washed clean
With suds, the days
Are polished with
A morning haze.
John
Updike
Welcome
Goodbye vacation!
Hello to school!
Hello new classmates,
Goodbye old pool.
Vacation time's over,
School time is here,
Once more we welcome
Another school year.
Days In The Month
Thirty days has September,
April, June, and November;
All the rest have thirty-one,
Except February alone,
And that has 28 days clear
And 29 in each leap year.
Welcome back!
School's begun.
Time for work,
Time for fun.
From: The Other Side of the Door
Jeff Moss
The
First Day Of School
Sarah and I think
that the first day of school makes you feel like
everyone is
staring at you all day long.
It's like they're
looking at what you're wearing, and how you
comb your hair,
and how much you've changed over the
summer.
They're listening to
the way you talk and checking out whether
you're pretty
cool or whether you're too full of yourself.
The teachers are
looking to see if you're smart or not.
The coaches and gym
instructors are looking to see who the
good athletes are.
Even the people who
work in the cafeteria seem like they're
looking to see who
eats all their lunch.
Sarah and I think
the first day of school is like being onstage all
day with a big
spotlight on you.
But then comes the
second day and everything's back to normal
and nobody cares
about all that stuff from yesterday and noth-
ing
seems like such a big deal anymore.
Back-to-School Blues
by Bobbi Katz
Just wiggling my toes
in my brand new shoes.
Guess I’ve got a case
of the back-to-school blues.
Shiny new notebook
with nothing inside it.
Feeling kind of scared –
trying to hide it.
What’s waiting for me
behind a classroom door?
A
brand new teacher
I’ve never seen before!
Maybe she’s a good one.
Maybe she’s bad news.
I’m
just a-wiggling,
just a-jiggling –
got
those back-to-school blues.