Tag Archives: teacher poetry

Dress Code

 “What?”, asks the principal,

forgetting that I take

my role as an educator seriously …


“You don’t like looking at that?”,

when I mention

that the short shorts

are too too short –

and that it is hot

and about to get hotter.


“They’re children”, I remind him

and he laughs

and retorts the way he does,

by saying, “have you seen,

how some of the teachers dress”?


“That’s you’re job too”, I say

… but everything seems funny

I guess, when you’re a clown.


Copyright © henry toromoreno, 2010. All rights reserved.

Black box warning on the bottom of a pen pack

This product is intended for daily use

to write, draw, scribble, scrawl

and put ideas down on paper. It does

not protect against laziness, sloppiness,

and other socially transmitted diseases.


Benefits of daily use may include but

are not limited to improved creativity,

more original originality, a firmer grasp

of daily scheduling, increased productivity,

and mastery of fine motor skills.


Use of this product does not guarantee

these results and the manufacturer in no

way implies that these benefits are typical.



Certain heavy users have exhibited serious

side-effects including irritability, anger,

anxiousness, fatigue, depression, headache,

bloating, muscle aches, balding, nausea,

changes in sexual and gastrointestinal appetites,

carpal tunnel syndrome, thoughts of suicide,

ink stained fingers, cap chewing, blue

tongue, pocket spots and increased

cerebrovascular flow. These symptoms are

typical of engaging intensely in the pursuit

of knowledge and the improvement of one’s

mental faculties and should not be taken

as a sign of misusing the product. If all

symptoms appear simultaneously, stop

using the product immediately and wait

until one or more symptoms disappear

before continuing regular use.


You should not use this product if you

suspect that you are intolerant, lack

a sense of humor, have no imagination

or exhibit symptoms of other psycho/ social dysfunctions.


Please consult a teacher for more information; literally.


Copyright © henry toromoreno, 2009. All rights reserved.

Absence note

 To who it might concern:


Please accuse J___

for missing school last

week. My ex-boyfriend

has been threatning

and stalking me and

J___ was shopping,

for protection, with his

cousin in New Jersey.

Thank you for calling

to check up on him.



J______ R_____

(J___’s mother)


Copyright © henry toromoreno, 2009. All rights reserved.

Catching kids cutting

     1st of all

       you never read

       so why would you

       ever have a book

       in your hands

       except to hide

       your guilty mug

       from me?

          2nd of all

       you’re holding a

       crossword puzzle

       book which requires

       work which you

       hate and a writing


       which you never

       have so why would

       you be looking

       through that?


now that you have

my attention which

is all you really


what are you doing here?


This is not a rhetorical question.


Copyright © henry toromoreno, 2009. All rights reserved.

the science of supersition

On the same day

     that the Large Hadron Collider

     was turned on to peel away

     the secrets of the universe

          by smashing circling atoms

          at near absolute zero

          at nearly the speed of light

     into each other

I had to listen to someone

     tell me how Nostradamus

     had predicted that this

     day would come.

I explained that the Mayans knew it first.

Copyright © henry toromoreno, 2008. All rights reserved.

colliding into youth

A hundred times a day

     they come at me

exotic particles from

     extra dimensions

from places I can’t imagine

     where the gravity

of a mother’s laughter

     doesn’t exist

in universes

     where there are

no points of light

     no bursting celebrations

against the darkness

     but only constellations

of sorrow and bad choices

     galaxies where black holes

are the safest place to be

     far from a father’s belt

or worse still shielded

     from the background radiation

left by the people

     who lent their

dust to make you


A hundred times a day

     I collide into the antimatter

          Of, whatever…

          Of, so what?

          Of, leave me the fuck alone.

I collide and neutralize

          With, here’s why

          And, because it matters

          And, as long as we are

both real and traveling

in the same space

at the same time

we will be drawn together

because opposites attract

and excite to the point

of explosion.


Just as before time

     there was no other

because we were one,

     now we leave traces

that verify the other’s existence.


Copyright © henry toromoreno, 2008. All rights reserved.

looking for an apple

I think the laws

of mathematics

     went awry when

     I thought this was a song.

I think I found a dozen

angels disguised as

     half-priced vegetables

     that I brought home.

I think I’m popping in

and out of existence

     more often nowadays

     when I am left alone.

I went looking

for an apple yesterday

     and came home

     thinking of this poem.

© 2008 henry toromoreno


for anthony, et al.


“Hold on”,

     I say to him

          and he stops, alarmed.

“We’ve got to report this theft”,

     I yell out loud

          and he gets defensive.

Telling me he hasn’t taken anything,

     I explain

          that someone has stolen

his books,

his pens,

his notes,

                     and everything he needs to learn.

He laughs

     believing I am joking,

          and keeps on

     walking late to class.

Without a pass.

© 2008 henry toromoreno