More Student Poetry

I had planned on posting more poetry about six weeks ago, but school ending and other stuff kind of got in the way. Hope these still bring a smile or a good memory.

The Beautiful Ocean

by James

I stand frozen like a statue

admiring the beauty of the lapping waves.

She slowly moves back and forth

like a butterfly gracefully flying.

She acts like a mirror

reflecting everything in sight.

As I slowly walk away

she says goodbye

in a soft voice.

***

What Am I?

by Unique

I slowly creep through the grass

I cannot move fast

I am like a worm

crawling on a leaf.

I tell stories to kids in the sea

about what good adults they will be.

I won against the hare

because I took my time.

He thought he would win

because his legs are faster than mine.

I may look young, but

trust me, I am old.

I am talked about horribly in this world.

You should check the things you say,

because you will also be old and slow one day.

***

Lost Mother

by Jonathan

The wind blew,

moving my hair around.

I closed my eyes

and heard her whisper my name.

She held me as her own

while I rested in the grass.

I remembered the love in her voice

as I drifted to sleep.

When I awoke, I reached out

but could not find her.

My eyes teared up

as I remembered her.

***

School is out and I have now retired. Twenty-nine years is enough, I have decided. I plan to do some writing of my own, but I sure enjoyed teaching these talented students. They will always be a part of my heart.

5 thoughts on “More Student Poetry

  1. Claire, congratulations! 29 years teaching takes devotion. And how exciting to be standing at the doorway of a new life. Keep us all posted.

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  2. I love your page. Glad to hear you are going to write. I told Hilda I hoped you would write a book, I believe writing is your calling.
    Want to tell you too, Paul has a lot of stories he could tell you about Frankie. He had us all enthralled the other day telling us about going hunting with Frankie. I told him he needed to get a recorder and put it all down and give it to you. He was full of tales about Frankie. I didn’t know he was around him that much but he was. Love you

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