The tomato squirts in my mouth.
"You can't have seeds
without a flower."
The clock ticks incessantly.
because the earth spins.
The students arrive in a burst of chatter.
I feel the earth move
as I watch them bloom.
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2013
I am trying desperately to hold onto my writing habits and not let school work take over my every waking minute. This is a draft. It doesn't feel quite complete, but I'm just happy at this point that I wrote at least one morning this week.
Things are starting to settle down a bit...maybe. Okay, who'm I kidding? I'm going to PRETEND like things are settling down a bit, and reclaim my morning habits of walking and writing!
Happy Poetry Friday! Let's meet Jen over at Teach Mentor Texts for the roundup this week!