From a Classroom
From a classroom,
illuminating our tomorrows -
with a stick of chalk, you bring art
and insight to curious minds.
Magically, you light sparks.
You humbly stand, sharing your skills,
giving your wisdom, shining in a dark sky.
Your words, your truths, your gifts to impart -
your calling is what burns from within.
This compassion in action glows in your instruction.
A school room is your bright canvas.
As you brush colors onto a thirsty world,
thirsty for flowing thoughts and words,
you fill a hollow with imagination,
an inward growth of wisdom and possibility.
Youthful minds and spirits gain from
your passions, books from your library,
your contributions, and your nurturing soul.
Inspiring to climb mountains, applauding
as pupils soar into starlight, you draw upon
a youthful longing for a distant light and all
that is raw, diamonds sparkling, gliding, rising within
asking, “why”, asking “how”, pulling you in again and again
to show a path forward, not clipping what grows wild.
7/12/20
Contest - Lipogram Poem (without the "e")
Sponsor - Emile Pinet
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2020
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