For Hesitant Poets

Posted on April 27, 2020


Senior English after lunch:

they aren’t the most productive bunch…

Jon is sleeping, head is down…

Zack is too; this makes me frown!

And where is Austin?

Not in the loo!

Absent like Matt,

and Parker too!


Briana scowls

And cuts her eyes.

She shouts, “I’m done!”

Give her a prize!


Miranda looks outside and sees

A steady rain drums on the trees.

She leaves to shut her car windows,

and comes back drenched, both hair and clothes.


We read a poem about some verbs

and talk about these powerful words.

And then it’s time to look inside

To see where all our own poems hide.


Imagination is the key

To setting all the verses free.

Whether great or even lame,

No two poems come out the same.


Let’s pick up pencils,

write some lines!

We’ll have a real

poetic time!

With words like Legos,

words like clay,

let’s shape ourselves

some poems today!


Let’s bravely write

to conquer fear.

Let every poem shout,

“I’m here! I’m here!”


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