once upon a time
I was the teacher and you
the student
my pedantic lessons were not
what I wanted to teach
my boring lectures not the words
I wanted to say
and you
the perfect student
disregarded the pretense
of my pedagogy
heard past the scripted
words and attitudes
and learned the lesson
I could not teach aloud
©2009-Art Belliveau
01 August 2009
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some beautiful poetry lately
Thank you. That means the world to me.
Is this....?
Oh yes.
I really love it. It reminds me of something someone wrote years ago.
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