Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Education

Before forty pupils, the teacher stands
Before the folk that she now understands.
She first considers them with an inquisitive, assuring eye
And with a tone full of mirth, passes a greeting.
The knowledge-hungry souls reply in unison
Gauging her with awe and reverence
Their eyes flickering with wonder and expectation
And the teacher, so filled with love for her flock
Delivers forth the cherished stuff-bit by bit
As the insatiable souls gape their minds for more.
She confidently stands for eighty eyes to peck at
Acting as a torch light to split the darkness
In the dark portals of this intricate the world of wit.

5 comments:

Robyn said...

nice
the way Love in the Education

The poets voice ~~~ said...

This reminds em of my primary school.lol
This poem makes education sound so 'must-have' and interesting.
I like the way you link the tenderness of the teacher to the education of her pupils.
This is very nice, full of imagery and strong adjectives!!

James Tubman said...

look at you trying to get deep

eizzy.k said...

My best line - "She confidently stands for eighty eyes to peck at
Acting as a torch light to split the darkness
In the dark portals of this intricate the world of wit."

I've been here before haven't I? you definatly have a way with words

I wrote a poem on education once, although from a totaly different perspecive...u shud check it out at eizzpoetry.blogspot.com!

Bless

StandTall-The Activist said...

word, word, very powerful and wisely used. She is building lives, the teacher and she is doing it the right way.