Taught Poems

Can Composure be Taught

     Can composure somehow be taught
       pre-packaged ‘poise lessons’ bought
     
     Can’t say I ever gave it a thought
        ‘til I watched a WNBA 'game' 
    

What Sadness Taught me

I have no room for hate in the world, and I’ve always forgiven anyone who’s ever done me wrong—and I wouldn’t have it any other way. There’s already too much hate out there, whether it’s the world struggling to get along or someone choosing to hurt someone else.



There are two ways to see the meaning

I Taught The Light to Bend

Every dawn looks the same.  
I chased the sun.  
I pleaded with the skies.  
I waited behind my watching eyes.  
I needed to break the knot.  
I wasn’t made for straight lines.  

I taught the light to bend, 
when the wind was going my way ...  
Going my

The Man Who Taught Me Words

(For Uncle Charles)


He stood before us, chalk in hand,
A quiet man with eyes that understood
More than the textbooks ever could.

"Read this aloud," he’d say with a smile,
And somehow, my tongue found courage.
Each word he gave me became a window—
And through those windows, I saw the world.

He was more than a teacher—
He was a compass when

They Taught Me Manners, Not Consent

They taught me
to keep my voice folded
like a handkerchief in my pocket,
clean, unused,
never to be raised,
never to be loud.

They taught me
to sit like a question
that dared not be asked,
to smile like a mirror
that reflects everyone
but never itself.

They taught me
how to serve tea
with trembling hands,
how to laugh without volume,
how to cover my chest
with shame stitched
by mothers

A Fly Taught Me to Fly

It came like a whisper
on wings too dirty for angels,
a fly with no gospel—
just bloodlust and fire.
I don’t remember the bite—
only the stories they told me—
the brain-boil, the silence
of a body already leaving, 
the baby too lethargic 
to be called alive,
and the ice-water baths.

Above the crib, they hovered—
not angels, not flies,
but entities without names,
bodiless heads

She taught her fury to dance on the edge of the abyss, hating like a silent storm

She taught her fury to dance on the edge of the abyss, hating like a silent storm,
I always thought it would pass like a cloud sliding across the sky of a quiet May day,
a wandering dream between illusions and whispered advice from sleepless, restless nights.
I felt it would pass like a summer rain washing away

wise old elf is self taught

That old elf is unschooled, but he taught himself
Has more knowledge than books on a librarian’s shelf
We call him the amazing wizened elf, for he is you see.
Much brighter than my siblings, actually, my whole family.

He can do better surgery than most doctors can do
A self-taught veterinarian, he saved a sheep’s life too
Old elf is

Lessons taught

The hardest job you will ever have is  love.
It is not just a gift from above.
It takes a lot of work to get it right.
Sometimes you may fight.
But always be each other's light. 
Don't get stuck on a negative thought.
This is from lessons taught.
Only thinking about the bad.
Makes you sad.
Turns your thoughts blue.
Makes the

An Answer That Taught Me To Ponder More

I remember a guy who is
Going to get married
I asked him
"What's your love for her?"
He said
"She keeps my peace as I keep her."
This sounds to me like thunder
Among the clear sky
Came a lot of needles
How come peace was not
In remembrance to this
It would sound easy
Not to upset a person
I thought so much ponder
As I smile

Taught not chosen

Fears stay forever,
They don't deteriorate like weather.
And I watch the free birds through my foggy window,
And I watch their lives flow.

To grow old is to grow wise,
That's what they said.
Presidents and doctors and Gymnasts too,
This wisdom is not enough to mistake you,

They thrive for openings to their neverending fears.
They strive for a open door when

Fear is taught

Fears stay forever,
They don't deteriorate like weather.
And I watch them through my foggy window,
And I watch their lies flow.

To grow old is to grow wise,
That's what they said.
But all this talk has gotten to their head,
Presidents and doctors and Gymnasts too,
This wisdom is not enough to mistake you,

They thrive for openings to their neverending fears.
They

Seven Lessons the World Taught Me

1. Silence Speaks –
The loudest truths hide between words,
in pauses, in breaths held too long.


2. Kindness Echoes –
A small act ripples outward,
touching lives we may never see.


3. Pain is a Teacher –
It carves wisdom into bones,
leaving scars that whisper, grow.


4. Time Waits for No One –
It slips through fingers like sand,
yet lingers in the eyes

Grandma Taught Me About Words

Grandma taught me about the importance of words
she was a wonderful storyteller
she loved telling a tale or two and loved her birds
so now, I am a poet taleteller
also gran taught me how to write my words down

When still a child she told me to just write
and then with steaming tea we would have a sit-down
I

I was taught and I learned

Mom taught me to sew
Grandma Nora taught me to knit
My sister taught me to be cautious
And gave me freedom to throw a big fit

Dad taught me that messy is okay
And that neatness is for a cleaning freak
The trees and books taught me
Other worlds I could sit and seek

I learned how to do math from Mrs.

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