"minoring" poems
The Art Teacher
for the one whose initials mean morning
"teaching art isn't about teaching art. it's just about letting people be - letting them be them, showing them it's ok. i don't know...that's why i like it. everyone is so scared...i like to try to show them they don't have to be afraid."
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writ by one woman,
an art teacher
whose young life story
is a chain refrain,
*put it on me,
put it down right on me*
her see
nowadays
is her sea
of nowadays nothing but troubles,
ocean thirteen fathoms deep
what hasn't gone wrong,
just wasn't worth
being put on the list
we all need someone to lean on,
so here I am,
leaning on her,
surprise!
her prize,
a strength so profound
when depths plummeted,
she curses the dark deservedly
then writes me
another poem and
her sinking ship
never goes under,
despite life's repeated
offensive attempts
to play her,
down after down
you see she gets it,
not quite rightly,
she
is an artwork,
momentarily
needy for a frame suitable,
and I,
well,
am in a museum gallery
admiring her,
for she is great
art,
and from great
trouble,
her art grows greater,
her persona painting
simpler and straighter
so here I am thinking
student minoring in art,
think she is an art,
a teacher majoring
in teaching how to be
so here I am laughing,
my pandora gremlin
does it again,
playing games,
first "Lean On Me"
and then
"Let It Be"
so let her be,
so she can teach
the art of letting us
be
Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 3:49 AM UTC
Welcome to college!
Here’s a crash course of campus;
Im majoring in procrastination,
And minoring in cramming.
My teacher’s name is Boring,
It’s a wonder I’m still standing.
This class is mumbo jumbo,
While this just makes no sense.
All the kids drink coffee,
And the teachers are all so tense.
I fall asleep at night
With the lump in the next bed snoring.
I put my clothes on right before bed,
I don’t have time in the morning!
The first building here...
Is exactly where?
The next building over...
You need a map I swear!
The café gives you goop.
For breakfast today its gunk.
I skip the middle meal of the day,
For dinner its beer and junk.
People say college is awfully hard;
With teachers, tests and money.
They say studding gives you a cramp.
To me it sounds like camp.
Dec 23, 2011
Dec 23, 2011 at 4:16 PM UTC
It's been a little while since I decided
since I started telling everyone who asked
since I posted it in every corner
since I declared my major.
But what if I don't want to be a teacher?
What if I go off to college,
and I suddenly have the courage to do
what I didn't want to do before?
I'm afraid that it won't work
afraid I can't make it work
afraid to let go and fall
because what if it falls through?
All I want to do is music,
and yes,
I'm minoring in music
and honestly
I could be a teacher
but I'm rethinking that.
I know I don't have to go with the career
that matches my major,
and that I could finish out a teacher's license
and then go on to music.
But I could be so much more prepared!
There's so much more I could do
if I majored in Songwriting, Music Performance, or Worship Ministries.
What should I do?
What can I do?
I can take generic classes now,
ones that can count for any major,
and choose later.
But how long can I wait?
I'll just have to be patient
and wait for His guidance
because He knows what I should do.
Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 12:09 PM UTC