you find that your mind
is always wandering away
from the ordinary world
in which you walk
and it’s the ordinary walk
that pays your bills
when you’ve spent
most of your life
preparing for a career.
Still, I pass the drives
and forget what road
I was supposed to turn down.
Still, I forget to post the million
notes on my fridge to remind me
of things that torment most and
although I’m thankful for a job
in a time when many have none,
I pine for time to write my mind,
finding there is little left
for community boards, blogs
and other luxuries afforded
to those who have freer time.
So I meander in a daze, trying
to function in the structured world
of elementary education where
teachers are esteemed for the order
of their binders, their files, their bus notes.
Even if I must wear a label, scatterbrain,
I wouldn’t trade my imagination
for anyone’s organization.
Just do your best, Schoolmarm. Your best is much more than good enough.
Casey,
Thank you for your most understanding and kind comment.
Beautifully portrayed, easy to bealive that it’s really you with this work. You’re an amazing poet, you painted your personal life like you’re murals, the resonance it alters is reflective to who you are, well i guess.
Really loved this piece and would be visiting your work as a poet friend.
Ephraim,
You are so very kind. Thank you for your words about my work. I am glad you came and look forward to you coming here again. I am always thankful for another poetic friend.