Gershon Wolf Poet Couplet

A Little Motor Inside Me

I pointed to a little motor inside me
  My teacher shook her head
Said, 'No such thing, no such name'
  Left her classroom burning with shame

All the same I heard it a-whirring and purring
  Directing my footsteps, so reassuring
Though not on a path my teacher would like
  I felt it touch my soul, almost dreamlike

Never did I return to that cursed classroom
  I needed my freedom so I could bloom
My motor inside would propel me to heights
  ~ no longer beholden to artificial light

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Valsa George March 29, 2022 at 10:35 PM You were much ahead of your teacher in practical knowledge. When she relied on bookish knowledge, you relied on your intuition and inner direction ! Gershon Wolf March 30, 2022 at 7:19 AM Nice of you to think so highly of me... Truth be told, I was thinking of John Paul Jones when I wrote this one. He jumped out of the window at school at age 7 or 8, headed for the ocean, stowed away on a ship... eventually became an admiral in the Navy... Me, not quite so bold! :) gw

Caren Krutsinger March 27, 2022 at 8:06 PM This was a relief to hear "Never did I return to that cursed classroom I needed my freedom so I could bloom" Good! Gershon Wolf March 27, 2022 at 8:28 PM Funny, a guy who hated school like me became a teacher. Then again, I tried to blow out the 'four walls' and make it real. Sometimes I even succeeded. Cheers, gw

Indiana Shaw March 25, 2022 at 5:27 AM Fly free, and stay free, Gershon . . . ; ) Gershon Wolf March 27, 2022 at 8:26 PM I'm trying, Diane... Now, let's see. Where did I leave that red cape with the strings attached...?

L Milton Hankins March 24, 2022 at 9:02 PM A really fine poem, gw. That teacher failed in one of the basics of a good teacher...she/he failed to hear you and respond to your conception. Instead he/she embarrassed you by contradicting what you knew to be true. A crushing blow for a youngster. Gershon Wolf March 30, 2022 at 5:39 PM Somehow, I wasn't crushed at all. Just did what I wanted. (Pure fiction though). :)