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One Day, Two Poems

Sharing an original poem everyday in the month of April.
Happy National Poetry Month!



He just walked in…
the front door
just like
everyone else

Shouldn’t poets
have a special entrance?
A yellow brick road…
A red carpet…
A secret passage...
Shouldn’t there be
fanfare?  
Trumpets…
Red carpet…
People cheering…

Instead
he quietly
walks in
the front door
like you
like me.

Poets deserve
swanky entrances
with lots of
Pomp and Circumstance
like a King or a Queen…

Because poets
make magic from words,
they make words
dance
cry
shout
laugh
They make words
enchanted.

My Magical Power
Every morning we wait for
announcements, so we
can begin our day.
I confess…
my impatience!
I want to start,
so I refuse to wait.

As soon as I start to speak,
it’s magic!
Every.
Single.
Time.

The announcements
begin,
at that exact moment
when I begin to speak.
My students
laugh, every single time.
Some think it’s
magic.

I have a
magical power.
I’d trade it for
another.

Dedicated to Brooks who said, “Ms. Haseltine, you should write a poem about that!”
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