Dissed

I am quiet
The clock is slow
The teacher talks fast
I inhale then exhale

I am anxious
The clock moves faster
The teacher is writing on the board
I inhale then exhale

I am excited
The bell is about to ring
The teacher gives the homework assignment
I inhale then exhale slowly

I am nervous
The bell has finally rung
I walk out of class heading in his direction
I can barely breathe now

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poem by Pamela Mote
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The Traveling Wind

I feel a breeze of wind
It is as soft as a baby
It travels along the land
It comforts the grass that beetles, ants, and grasshoppers make their way through
Ants continue to make their home that is only but dirt to humans
Dirt to ants is a brick to build a home
The breeze of wind continues to travel
The black and orange bird looks for food
It chirps around
It pecks in the grass
The bird finally travels away along with the wind
All is quiet but the crying of the leaves that are sticking out of the ground
Their hands, which are thorns, are reaching out to be comforted
The traveling wind goes and comforts them
Th wind travels elsewhere

poem by Pamela Mote
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