I may be a math teacher, but my colleagues are wonderfully encouraging me to write creatively more and more. One colleague and friend was gracious enough to let me read some of his work, and another has now asked me to write a handful of pieces for a publication at the school. So here's round one, first drafts...
Anticipation
Wondering when
Makes it worse
Checking & checking
Again
Still Nothing
This time
Something
But only
Spam
Not you
Contracted
The words itch in my fingertips
Press to flow out the pen's tip
Buzz around between my ears
Rhythm aligning
Rhymes coupling
Each action, observation, conversation
Gives a new twist
Here
I step out the patio door
Close my eyes
Listen to the cardinals
Smell the flowers, freshly mown grass
See the outstretched prairie
Horizon only interrupted
By the occasional hill and tree
Open my eyes
To the brick and shingle
Of the apartments beyond the square of grass
The traffic a block away
The neighbors' conversations and TVs
And I step back inside
Digital Procrastination
Working with my laptop open
Gmail, Facebook, and Pandora staring back at me
Write
Glance at inbox
Calculate
Scroll NewsFeed
Evaluate
Click "Love this song!"
Exchanging higher productivity
For a sense of immediate
Connectedness
Systematic Approaches
The lines only match up
End to end, intersecting
At the correct coordinates
When I make the effort
The lines only rhyme
When the words are
Lame
Naive
Contrived
The lines are too standard
Too forced
Too predictable
Everything expected of me,
nothing of my own.
Today is for free verse,
Squiggles and doodles
Today is mine.
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