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Topic: First Day of School (06/28/04)

TITLE: First Day of School
By Donna Hogue
07/05/04

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Back then we carried satchels
for our books,
new clothes
new looks
a year older.

Buses were waiting
parents stood waving
as we crossed
new thresholds
to learn.

Homerooms assigned
lessons designed
to make us think
to make us hungry
for more.

Teachers stood firm
as partners to learn
of adding,
subtracting;
calculating wrongs.

Words none too few
with secular views
crouching in;
making me afraid
to dispute.

Dreaded seating arrangements
unlawful containment
of my soul
in a universe
spoiled.

Lockers brand new
combinations to view
and sweating as I stand
to open;
sweet victory!

Lunch was no surprise
the fish still had eyes;
the cooking's the same--
bland,
not Mom's.

Recess deployed
the teacher's annoyed
by antics displayed
from long
summer days.

Why must I paint?
My fingers feel faint
with no imagination
to be found
today.

I am earnestly waiting
the bell's hesitation;
just thrilled to get out
and
go home.

There is one thing more
the note on the board--
assignments to be
completed
at home.

Greeted once more
as a long lost soul
all smiles;
questions galore;
cookies outpoured.

One day is done
by the setting sun;
homework unfolds
new territory
takes hold.

Not knowing how to pray
they won't let you anyway
and I go on
alone
a new day.

Donna L. Hogue
7/05/04


Member Comments
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L.M. Lee07/05/04
Why must I paint?
My fingers feel faint


Oh, I howled at that line! Too good!
darlene hight07/05/04
unlawful containment of my soul in a universe spoiled. I love that line
Norma OGrady07/05/04
Words none too few
with secular views
crouching in;
making me afraid
to dispute.

Secular views, is why our kids today doubt the existence of a creator. My grandson is in high school and told me he questions the reality of God. They plant these seeds in our children's minds. Then wonder why they have no feelings of guilt or remorse for their actions. I could go on for hours on this subject.
What I really want to say is I like the way you brought that into your writing.
Great article!
Blessings from Yeshua to you!
Norma
Joanne Malley07/06/04
So nicely written and very entertaining!
Anthony David07/06/04
Excellent! A compelling read!
Melanie Kerr 07/09/04
"unlawful containment of my soul" what a interesting way to describe school. I liked the rhythm of your poem.