A few weeks ago, I competed in my school's first poetry slam. I was the only faculty member to compete, but I had such a blast! :) I even made it to the second round of competition, which essentially means the crowd liked my first poem far more than my second.
Here are my poems from that evening, including the one I didn't get to read. Keep in mind my audience consisted of my students, so they're not my most serious work. ;)
Dear Lesson 6.2
Dear Lesson 6.2
"Graphing Polynomial Functions:"
I can't stand you.
Period.
I don't even remember learning you,
So you're obviously useless.
My students hate your guts.
Most can't even remember how to start your problems,
And several don't understand why we do your steps.
How do you expect me to teach you
with all of this loathing around?
I think I'll cut you from my curriculum
and just teach my kids how to graph with a calculator
instead.
Sincerely,
Ms. A
An Ode to My Facebook Inbox
As I turn on my laptop
I sign in and see
I have a new message
Waiting for me.
I get all excited --
From whom could it be?
I hover my mouse
Over the link
To discover the sender
And I stop and blink --
That's who sent me a message?
That's who thought of me today?
That's who took the time to write?
That's who I'll have to respond to?
That's who I'll be avoiding today...
Third Round Poem
I tried to write a poem,
But none of the rhymes would fit.
I tried to write a poem,
But all the rhythms were out of wack.
I tried to write a poem,
And all my ideas came out like blobs.
I tried to write a poem...
And then decided I probably wouldn't
make it to the third round anyway
So no one was going to hear it
So what was the point anyway?
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