School Poetry 1

One of the exercises I had my students do in English class was to write poetry.  There were shouts of protest, but I persisted.  I told them that, they had to do it, and so did I.

So, we all sat there for 30-50 minutes and wrote and shared poetry.  I wish I had kept more of their poetry, but I just have to remember that it was special.  I thought that, perhaps, I would share some of what I wrote on the spot.  It’s not great stuff, but think that it was right then, whatever was on my mind, and done within the class period.  I hope you like it.  Here are two:  If you really like it, I can do some more.   I, of course, kept mine.

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Cat in a Window – SLV 052107

Furry feline, stretched out full on the

Living room carpet.  The breeze beckons and

A quick push lets the world in.

The slumbering tabby jerks to alert,

Nose high, searching for clues.  Leaping to

All fours, the creeping beast, moves silently,

The grace of wind sweeping across the leaves

Of summer.  Airborne, fur and muscles stretch

Taut, reaching the pine ledge and settling

To watch the world separated by glass and

Screen.

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Listening to You – SLV 051007

Listening to you gets better with each word.

Hours spent separated only by distance.

Your days become mine and mine yours.

Our thoughts flow, blood of minds mingling

Into a singularity of the soul.

The more I listen, the more I understand

That part of you which is seldom shared.

The words weave into a touch, which

Melts into a caress. The caress becomes

A kiss and that kiss settles into love.

Listening to love; listening to you; both are the

Same.

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Namaste,

Scott

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