Hi everyone. As many of you may know, I’m a teacher, as well as a writer.
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Project 27 – Promises
Goalposts – Project 27
A new Project 27 Poem!
Greetings! Another Project 27 poem for you here. Not sure what I’m at by now 😉 Probably more than 27. Today’s poem is named Goalposts.
Goalposts
Here I stand
I can go no further.
Well, literally not, there’s a swamp of mud
between me and the net.
Sweat pouring down my neck
waiting for the ball to roll closer
through the mob of children kicking, shoving,
falling onto the damp grass.
I squint, eyes narrow.
Arms spread, knees shaking, praying
Please don’t shoot
Defense fails
the sweet, terrifying thwack
of a hard kick.
Dead center.
Can’t miss.
Right?
Project 27 – Instant
Today’s Short Project 27 Poem
Today’s Poem
At once
This instant
lasts and yet doesn’t
stretch onward to infinity but rather
simply is there until
like a butterfly’s heartbeat
it’s gone without a sound.
Project 27 – Snapshot
Check out my latest poem.
Today’s Poem.
Snapshot
I take the photo.
Click.
Whir
Buzz.
Out slides the instant film.
A curiosity, attention grabbing, new-fangled thing
“Take my picture!”
Contrasting reds and blues, hues of green
Deep looks into eyes
that you never
quite
unsee.
What do these snapshots reveal?
What do these brief windows show?
Childhood ebbing
Drawing close to the end
but holding on perhaps
for one more summer day.
Project 27 – Scared
Enjoy this new Project 27 Poem – Scared.
Scared
Walls looming in
Children loom close
Loud, unfriendly
Your hand reaches out.
To grab hers
and pull close.
Safety in numbers.
Project 27 – Next
A new poem for Project 27 – Next
Hi all,
Here’s another poem for Project 27 – I’m actually not sure how many I’ve finished now, but I’m feeling pretty good about this one. Taking inspiration from life. As usual!
Enjoy
Project 27 – Grown Up
A new Project 27 Poem – Grown Up
Greetings! Another Project 27 poem for you here. Been thinking a lot about how many of my students are faced with so many choices at a young age and don’t realize how easily others can influence them. It’s a bit terrifying how social media and the like can worm their way into a child’s mind, regardless of the efforts of well meaning parents. Anywho, onto the poem, make of it what you will, as usual!
Project 27 – Eight Dollars
Another poem for Project 27 – Eight Dollars
Salve! Happy snow day to all of you on the American Eastern Seaboard discovering that spring does not yet equal warm weather, as Mother Nature decides “I haven’t really thrown a good snowball this season.”
Regardless, I found some time to do a ton of spring cleaning (Oh hi, dining room table, haven’t seen you in ages!), and this poem struck me mid clean. Another one to add to Project 27, so hope you enjoy.
Project 27 – Medic
New Poem for Project 27 – Medic.
Greetings! It’s been a while since I added to Project 27 – definitely been a bit slammed with finishing Laurel Emperor. But here’s the latest entry. As always, constructive criticisms or questions are always welcome. This isn’t really for anyone else, rather just for me.
Modern Papyrus 