PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I
Among twenty drowsy students
The only moving thing
Was the mind of the teacher.

II
I was of three minds
Like a book
That has many different authors.

III
The authors whirled in the minds depths.
They just being a small part of the big picture.

IV
The teacher and the students
Are one.
The teacher and the students and the authors
Are one.
V
I do not know what to prefer,
The redundancy of multiple-choice questions
Or the beauty of thinking in open ended one,
The depth of canonical text
Or the students relationships with YA lit.

VI
Questions filled their blank faces
With amazement at discussions.
The shadow of the authors words
Were etched on their minds.
The mood
Was that of inclusion,
A classroom of engagement.

VII
O poor children of the Internet,
Why do you look for the shortcuts?
Don’t you see the worlds of the authors
Sit on the shelves
With lives waiting to be lived?

VIII
I know other worlds
And strategies to help you read;
But I know, too,
That these books are involved
In what I know.

XI
When we focus on the surface of a text,
We lose sight of the things
We can discover about the world.

X
At the use of different strategies
Igniting an “I get it” spark,
Even the Dead Poets Society
Would roll over in their graves.

XI
Standardized testing pushed through the curriculum
In a competitive state.
Though, stabbing back out, the basics
Of reading and comprehending
The written novels and texts
Still remained in the shadows.

XII
Education is drifting.
Books need to be brought back.

XIII
It’s been dark for many years.
Tests and digitalization
Will develop more and more.
Though novels and texts
Will always be there, waiting.