School Tours

At night
I like to
Scroll the earth

Go over the
Buildings and
Grounds of

Schools I
Knew and
Went to

Parking lots
Are easiest to
Find from above

Are more
As remembered
Than valleys

Streams and
Trees now
Huge or gone

The rival
Highschool
Is for sale

I can walk
The halls
Where the team

Booed us and
The infirmary
Where I napped

When I broke
My left arm
In the last quarter

Trophy cases
Filled to the glass
Where will they go

When this is
A condo and
Time is called

What is the
Half-life of isotopes
Left in the lab

Or the lifespan
Of an X-ray
In a file

The listing
Says original
Glazed tiles

I zoom in
On them as
I did lying

There waiting
For the ambulance
With you

I’m happy
I never
Played again

–Ticky Kennedy

Reclusive Poet in Residence
SchoolNewsToday.com

NOTE

School science labs are filled with dangerous chemicals: “Nationwide, scores of individual school districts have launched cleanup efforts. Maine, Ohio and Colorado have taken a statewide approach. And more often than not, organizers find incredible things. In Colorado, seven schools turned up radioactive uranium, including one with a slice of so-called “yellow cake,” a concentrated form of the stuff used to make nuclear fuel.–Living On Earth, NPR.

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