Sunday, December 6, 2009

Weird for Sunday Scribblings

I walked out
onto the snow-covered
porch this morning
in my slippers
and PJs
to take a picture
of the moon

just before it slipped
behind the elephant
shape of Mt. Forist.

During the summer
I bike to the beach
and sit among
all the sunbathers
with my clothes
on and a book
or pencil
in my hands.

When I read
the poem-of-the-day
to my students,
I wait until
everyone is still
and they all have
a copy of the poem
on their desks
to follow along with.

If even one kid
reaches into her purse
or closes his notebook,
I stop reading
and wait…
while the other kids
shift their eyes
but not their heads
to see the offending
student.

I walk
in the black silkiness
of night
when the stars
form a map
for my thoughts
and the moon
is a nugget of poetry
that feels like a heart
beating…beating.

12 comments:

gs batty said...

This ie really nice. The last part about the stars and moon is absolutely fantastic. nice writing

Crafty Green Poet said...

I can relate to this really well and I love the idea of the moon being a nugget of poetry

Giggles said...

That's not weird, that's awesome, because you rock the poetry girl!!!

I too
"walk
in the black silkiness
of night
when the stars
form a map
for my thoughts
and the moon
is a nugget of poetry
that feels like a heart
beating…beating."

Love it
Hugs Giggles....

Dee Martin said...

I love how you begin in the present with the moon and end in magic with the moon. Lovely ebb and flow.

floreta said...

always love your poetry style
and the bit about your poetry and the students.. that's great! i think silence is really effective like that.

b said...

The vision of a classroom waiting for your voice while silence envelopes the room...a beautiful picture I can relate to.

Thank you.

b

Tumblewords: said...

Not so weird, just very, very nice! I love the stars that form a map for thoughts!

Susan Helene Gottfried said...

I'm with Tumblewords. I don't think any of this is weird, Linda. It's beautiful, poetic, and respectful.

oldegg said...

You can get inspiration and see beauty all around you. You turn them into inspiring and beautiful words.

Lucy said...

your poems are so soothing
so beautiful

Yellow Tulip said...

loved the last verse about moon stars a lot dear..

jaerose said...

Lovely piece - I love how the momentum slows as the kids keep each other in check and then picks up to a magical end Jae ...

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