Classroom Poems: Segment Six

there was someone cool next to me the other day; and this is what i wrote. i hope they are as productive as i hope them to be. they had planners, notebooks, and paper everywhere in such an organized mess it was inspiring.

he’s beautiful, she says,
and tilts her head away,
writing letters never sent
until feelings fade away
’tis only imagined circumstance
upon her virgin brow.
but ne’ertheless, her mind’s impress
fragments her wondering, how?


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s