Joan Hart

Teacher - Poem by Joan Hart

Teacher teach me
How to speak
This language -
I’ve been mute
Teach my tongue
To trace the words,
Ones I could not

Teacher teach me
How to feel
My heart grow
And expand
To navigate
This ship of sorts
Into uncharted

Teacher teach me
To survive
The flames that grow
And yearn
And comfort me
When in the end
The fire leaves me

Teacher teach me,
Teach my heart
How to slowly
A ripping that
Stings and tears,
Screaming of

Teacher teach me
One last trick
The dance they call
When everything
Comes crashing down
Just turn to me
And smile

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  • Rookie - 28 Points Laurie Hill (2/26/2009 6:48:00 PM)

    An excellent write thoroughly enjoyed (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 26, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 26, 2009

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