The day will come (or has already)
When you will shout "I don't have enough time!"
The time for me has come
The week, The day
Savior of the World=No time for homework
5 more days until I'm done,
5 more days of no time to do homework
5 more days of stressing out
and then I will be free!
more poems to write
more people to see
Obligations gone, time will be mine again!
Teen-girls Friday
May 1, 2010
Alarm rings
Day dawns
Rainy cold
she groans and flips
6 AM
Brain, Turn on
6 AM
School
Friday
Another groan and flip
Wait, Friday?
get up
The weekend starts soon
Mechanically eat breakfast
spoon to mouth, back to bowl
Get dressed
Shirt, pants, socks, shoes
Pack bag
Books, pencils, paper
Classes drag
Daydreams, boredom
Suddenly it’s the last class
The noise backs off
The day’s surreal
Soon the bell will ring
Countdown begins
5 minutes
4
3
2
1
The bell rings
Chaos breaks
Weekend has come
After another typical
Teen-girls
Friday
Orchestra
Brigitte E Hugh
May 12, 2010
On they come
First cellos then basses
Mixture all low
Then the violas
With violins right behind
They find their seats
Arrange the stands
And then they sit
And wait
A cellist is watching
A spot off the stage
Then suddenly she leans forward
And whisper’s across
“Concertmaster!”
The concertmaster stands
And puts bow to string
And drawing across
A note gushes forth
One pure note
And then they all
Join and the note is a chord
At once they all stop
And the cellist is watching once more
Quickly she stands
And the orchestra follows
As onto the stage
The conductor comes bowing
She then seats the orchestra
And takes her place
She flips through the music
And raises her face
All bows come up
And sound comes forth
As she moves her hands
The violins with melody pure
The cellos, violas and basses
With harmony clear
Sound comes forth and starts very soft
Increasingly it grows until
The sound is thundering
Just over your head
The song starts to slow and
And then it speeds up
Until it seems the
Bows don’t touch the string
The once again
The bows start to slow
And the music begins to soften
A sense of longing fills you
As quietly and sweetly now
The orchestra sings
It almost seems a lullaby
And the music sways
Sweet serenity
Then the bows sustain a note
For now the song is over
The conductor slowly lowers her arms
And raises the orchestra
She turns around applause breaks out
Thundering, crashing
Rolling in waves
She bows and leaves the stage,
The orchestra following close behind
And longing yet again sets in
As you yet realize
The magic is lost
Never to be regained again
Most of you know this teacher of whom this poem is about, but see if you can guess
Inside this door
June 1, 2010
Laughter thunders here
jokes come down like rain
after broken frogs,
and tests galore
laughter is common
just inside this door
the teacher is always a part of each joke
and always she celebrates
the great triumphs in class
but yet other times
the joke is on her
with spiders on one hand
and leashed flies on the other
with Alaska and island
not connected at all
and yet there are serious times
when we must rush
to get it all done
with malachite and sphalerite
just to start a list
with atoms to follow
and fossils come close behind
sadness fills our hearts
for now we must leave
the dear teacher
who in this room abides
Did You Guess?
Yes it's Mrs. Nelson!!!
These are great poems, but how does the sweet magic of music die? For me, the music may have stopped, but the magic lingers in reverberating echoes through the night. I can understand being in the moment though. That moment where you are actually part of the magic, but I just barely thought of that.
ReplyDeleteAnd that's a great description of Mr. Nelson's class. It's one of those classes I actually wish to be in.
Those are great! :D
ReplyDeleteI was guessing Mr. Carter for a while, since I had Mr. Wood for science instead of Mrs. Nelson. :) That was fun!! :D
What are your favorite classical songs? I might have asked this already, I'm not so sure. I want to know though so I can download them.
ReplyDeleteI have many favorites(the better thing to do would be to ask my dad), among them lie Poet and Peasant overture, Barber of Seville, and many others, the other day Arioso (a cello solo) made me cry as I was playing and that is another of my favorites
ReplyDeleteI have many favorites, too many to name.
All of those sounded good. I thought that Arioso sounded very artistic. I'm going to download them on my iPod. I'm trying to get accustomed to different styles of music, and I thought classical would be a starting point.
ReplyDeleteMost people consider Classical Boring, stuffy, old-fashioned, I sometimes wonder how people can listen to wailing people and loud, maybe too loud, instruments. I do listen to some songs that come on the radio, but some songs are just too much.
ReplyDeleteYea. Peace is good sometimes. And you also pointed out the reason why I'm listening to classical. I found it boring, stuffy, and old-fashioned, which I realized couldn't be true. And I was correct. I've listened to a lot of Bach and I like it.
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