Poetry One of More To Come: Undercover

In honor of National Poetry Month, and because I miss writing daily, I’ve decided to focus on poetry for the month of April. Can’t say how much, yet.

Writing poetry is scary, but I’m doing this with the hope that 1) it will get less scary, 2) I will learn something about myself and writing, and 3) I can share more authentically with my students.

Leigh Anne, and Michelle I know you’re out there doing the same  and I’ll check in to see what you are up to.   Cathy  and Mary Lee you are inspiration on this journey. Steve, will you kindly critique?  Georgia Heard is there too helping  my students and me take some baby steps.

For now, I’m finding  poetry in quiet spaces; tying to catch it, and bottle the feeling; what speaks to me in the moment. My question is, does it speak to others and will it say the same to me as time goes by.


Head peaking


Whips and curls frame her face.

One foot is dangling,

fatigue is dragging,

a little girl behind.

Pure child

nestling in dreams.

The older mask