her dirty-blonde hair
looked more historical
than she acted;
the thick-lens glasses
never were a barrier
when she reached out,
apologized for yelling,
encouraged fire
from a milligram of wet flint,
and never let us
give up on an impulse.
Author notes
Nov. 27, 2008
In a list
A contest entry
- Portrait Poetry - Female by Polaja.
1400 points, ended December 19, 2008, 13 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Thank you for entering my contest with this poem
I really like the way you have used the word historical in this poem - it adds to the multi-layered effect that I get from your words lovely!
Keep writing
Polly
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I loved the ending of this poem the way that you have described this person leaves no doubt that you respect and love them - and the way you have written this makes me feel the same way a very powerful poem!
♦ M
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i really enjoyed the last line, i think it really made this and it spoke to me very loudly.
when i read this i get a sense of comfort and nostalgia, it reminds me strongly of a teacher. or someone in your life you respect and who has influence over you.
"encouraged fire
from a milligram of wet flint" is what strikes me that way most strongly. producing a lot from little. encouraging what is hidden inside to come out.
yes.. a teacher.
thanks for sharing, as always it was a delight.
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Thank you. This is indeed about a teacher
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Hood Wink!
I loved this!
I can not word why I love this but I do ... the first stanza is fantastic in creating a world for the poem to nestle in and the rest just florishes in the world
Best of Luck in the Contest
♥
Stay safe
~Manda
(Apologies for late Hood-Wink!)
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