Author's note: This is a poem regarding theend of the year.
I stare
The hall seeming to go on forever
Emptiness
Children's voices, gone
Teacher's books, packed away
I stare
Clocks ticking
Scenes of classrooms
Libraries
Gym classes
Flash through my mind
No one present to fill the scenes
I stare
I'm leaving these halls
No longer will I read those books
No longer will I open this locker
No longer will I sing in this choir room
I stare
I wonder
I wish
There was a little more time
The repetitive pattern is so cool! I love the last part, because who doesn't wish there was more time for something in their lives? Everybody can relate to it! Great job!
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ReplyDeleteAwesome poem, and awesome meaning! I love how you know exactly what everyone is feeling right now as summer approaches and school slowly creeps away! Sometimes your lines are a little choppy because the word length varies, but other than that, NICE JOB!
I love this Liv :) I think it's a very good topic to write about for the end of the school year! I like the repetititve patterns you used, just like Karen said. Awesome poem!
ReplyDeleteI loveee this! :) and I think this is what all of us are thinking right now. Great job Olivia. :)
ReplyDeletei am filled with a deep melancholy at the end of each year as I look out at the faces of the students I have come to depend on seeing each day, that I have grown close to teaching, and want to teach so much more. This time of year fils me with a sense of loss. While I know everyone needs to move on, and I am so happy everyone is ready, and I know everyone will do well at whatever they turn their hands to, I am still left saying goodbye, which is just part of my job; it's the constant saying goodbye to people I sincerely enjoy seeing every day, and know that I can't be selfish and enjoy that more than my due. This poem brings those feelings back to be, and remind me how difficult the end of the year will be when I have to say goodbye.
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