Monday, February 3, 2020

Poetry Patrol - Poem

Scrunches her nose up when she’s angry
Speaks and speaks until our ears bleed
Arts and crafts all over the place
Her lesson plans are like posters all over the room
Always sits with her back straight
She stares and stares at her one white hair
Cursing that hair that is at the front of her head
She then turns to the window
Gazing about the unknown
With that one white hair dancing like a dandelion
Eager to know what my older sister is thinking about
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1 comment:

  1. TomMarch 3, 2020 at 6:33 PM

    Inara,
    This is one of my favorites of your poems. The details are crisp and evocative. This is what good poetry does--through imagery you bring the reader into a scene. Well done.

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