Richard Lamoureux Poet Free verse

Head of the Class

My heart sank, her buttery sweet voice
summoning me to the front of the class
I stood there chalk in hand, with my shoulders slumped
The question she asked, for the answer she already knew
She chose not to teach, but rather to embarrass me
I was not a welcome guest, Hallowed Halls of learning didn't seem to fit
I stared emotionless at a blackboard covered in white chalk dust
Laughter filled the room until I could shrink no further
Oh how I wished I could disappear, escape to my place of daydreams
Then the teacher called on one of her special ones
The girl with perfect clothing, a perfect smile, she was the apple of teachers eye
That favoured girl removed the chalk and burden from my hand 
Red faced, I returned slowly to my place of shame
I sat there in my wooden desk, with my blue eyes turned down

Perfectly put in my place at the head of the class!


For  FJ's "Jaw Dropping Contest"

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Maurice Rigoler June 16, 2016 at 9:00 AM Sounds like one of many experiences I had when in grammar school! Appreciate your comment on my poem Hermit Crabs. Best to you. / M Richard Lamoureux June 16, 2016 at 9:51 AM My pleasure Maurice. Sorry to hear we had similar school days.

Red Fiery June 3, 2016 at 2:19 AM I really enjoyed this write...all the best for the contest...Hugs ~Red Richard Lamoureux June 3, 2016 at 8:34 AM Thanks Red, hugs Rick.

Demetrios Trifiatis May 31, 2016 at 7:30 AM Fantastic writing my friend, Richard! You did great in your life but "the apple of teachers eye" I am certain she didn't do as well! Good luck and a seven, my friend! Richard Lamoureux June 2, 2016 at 12:49 AM My hope is that she did do well. Thanks for such a kind response.

Poet Destroyer A May 31, 2016 at 3:50 AM the best of luck in the contest Richard... ~Linda~ Richard Lamoureux June 2, 2016 at 12:49 AM Thanks Linda.

Miraj Raha May 30, 2016 at 12:18 PM This is totally my story.straight into fav Sir Richard. Richard Lamoureux May 31, 2016 at 12:13 AM Thanks my friend Miraj. I'm sorry this is also your experience.

Tim Smith May 30, 2016 at 10:58 AM Wonderful story Richard. I wonder if after time some teaches forget why they became teachers in the first place. I know in coaching I get the most joy out of helping the ones who struggle. Richard Lamoureux May 30, 2016 at 11:07 AM You have the right attitude Tim. I'm sure you make a real difference to them.

Eileen Manassian May 30, 2016 at 10:53 AM I remember reading this to my Reading Club, Richard.....It is such a moving write. Good luc in the contest. It's a good thing I wasn't around back then...I'd have come to your rescue...and put her in her place....outside of the class. ;) Hugs Richard Lamoureux May 30, 2016 at 11:06 AM Thanks Eileen, I would have appreciated the help. Hugs Rick.

Charlie Smith May 30, 2016 at 9:22 AM Always having an answer, I can hardly relate. But I suppose some might. Adequately written Richard, now take your seat. Good luck in the contest, well done... Richard Lamoureux May 30, 2016 at 10:00 AM Thanks Charlie, I had a few errors that I have now corrected. I appreciate the good luck.

Mama Bear May 30, 2016 at 8:46 AM Nicely written avoiding the title of Dummy Too bad the teacher was the dummy. Good luck in the contest Love Mom Should send her a book LOL Richard Lamoureux May 30, 2016 at 10:01 AM I still remember her name. Thanks Mom, love ya.

Scott Thirtyseven May 30, 2016 at 8:25 AM A great take in the contest title. A well rounded entry, full of imagery and passion. Nicely done. Richard Lamoureux May 30, 2016 at 8:34 AM Thanks Scott. ;0)