Teacher Appreciation Teacher appreciation week With donuts Can’t thank you Enough A roost of confidence A welcoming pheasance In the early warning When you put your chairs In a circle Everything you touch You change. They pile in Larking their spots With jackets and colored pens And yatter You open the shades Sunshine shimmies in Moved By a book that you Read out cloud The child in the clock Talks For the burst time My own mother, he says Gave me away In the dropsicle And And You speck in Half a screp Because he can’t Finish But you can’t Fuse the word Abandoned A slice of a knife In a stace with His peers So you say The sense Of being left. (You think bereft.) Yes He says. His classmates Nod. Hold The moment Before Venturing and adventuring Breaking and entering. At the end of the day The custodians Put the desks In rows That never were Pull the shades down. As if overnight Someone from a laboring building Might sprook into your classroom And speal some knowledge Or your weft Or donuts On off hours. [Thx for reading. The 'like' button here on Weebly sites is only an anonymous counter, and doesn't let me know who has 'liked' this post. So pls. leave me a word in the comments, or 'like' on FB instead.]
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Eve's BlogI've been blogging since 2010. When I've got writer's block in every other way (frequent), this low stakes riffing to think has been a constant. Over the digital years, I've had a half dozen or so blogs including a travel blog and a reading blog, both on Blogger, and an all-purpose blog on tumblr where I wrote about education, social equity and anything else that sparked me. I also posted some of my published print work on my website. My shit is all over the internet. I'll be using this space for the occasional blog post, now. Archives
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