I was starting to pick out a favorite line and then I just had to give up and smile... The first stanza caught me with "your eyes pinch my cheeks". Then you just kept hitting me with every line after that. A wonderful poem! "truant students of love", Indeed!
Damn! It's so hot to have a crush on college bimbos than focusing on stupid books. Ah, sometimes i even wonder, how one can be so focused if the classroom's already so full of empty minded but ravishing lasses!! Damn! It's too hot!!! Ha! *just playing*
Anyways, i guess, u were being quite lost in yer college days or may be somehow reminding ur gone days since ur hand & the pen stuck in 'twix ur shivering fingers got ya get strewn all ov'd the castle of notebook with blown words. Excellent. U write with the depth of ur furrowed heart, man!
oh Jacob I love this...just thinking of how easy it was in the subjects I wasn't passionate about to skip out on the lesson...to miss the point. still at that young age not getting the irony that I was judging the students in my English classes that didn't have the fire to learn. How could they not see. I had a dream I was a teacher last night...and am thinking about student loans and everything this morning and I read this. It does inspire to think you might inspire. :)
Really good Jacob. I know I slept through a few bells in my day but my fourth grade student teacher was hot, no sleeping in that class but a lot of dreaming.
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thank you for the smile, A hare....
we had both a fourth and seventh grade teachers... read morethank you for the smile, A hare....
we had both a fourth and seventh grade teachers...Miss Plum...and Mrs. Catalani..in a catholic grade school...yep dreaming.
A sad but true comparison between love sheet and a test sheet. Some take it as learning steps seriously and with full devotion and others cheat and be absent from it while learning. An excellent one, Jacob....:)..........
"Your eyes pinch my cheeks" a bit of a schoolboy crush, a little condescending to have the cheeks pinched, she's out of your league (or at least that's how it's perceived!). We all need a nap now and again, and why sit through math when you could dream up such delightful poems, anyway? Lovely write.
"truant students of love
skip out on its true meaning" — this is brilliant. I actually hummed a loud, in some kind of subconscious agreement. Thanks be to the author for this work.
Salute.
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..