Two Poems

I wrote two poems while inspired by a lead the class discussion in my Student Teaching Methods class. I thought I'd share them.

We Both Are.

You talk, I curse
you know, I learn.
A walk in life
Different places, anew.
I heard, you listened,
a hope, rekindled
to judge I cant
change places, renew.
Please hear, ignored.
You inspire, adorned.
Red and blue, grey and gold.
Red and gold, grey and blue.
Not in place, so few.
Hold your hand high,
call your name loud.
Be proud of the answer
even if it's wrong.
Happy place, on cue.
Verbs, syntax, imagery
Figurative language, religiously.
You earn, not give.
don't take, but leave.
Your place, so you
So know I'm here
and so are they
Never give up
futures never fray.

My Real Fraternity

So I joined a group, a clique

without knowing it.

We read, we write, love and hate characters

Our dreams similar, our goals the same.

We're like a frat of English majors

On books we binge, the words we drink

drunk on plot, devices, and critique.

We gossip, it hurts. We lift each other up.

We share, and grow. Our lives meet

then separate

Singularity, connected, a tie for us all

Some hired, some hurt, some moving instead

Common lives, Common Core, and not so common classes

Our students, best or worst,

our babies forevermore.

I care for them, for us, for our little classroom

in our college hall. Soon to be alums

Students ourselves, ideas and stories unique

But shared in safety, we understood what it means

ELL, 6 trait, PBR, 504,

So I joined a group, a clique

without knowing it.