Month: Sep 2023

Living Poetry prompt – Back to school

School was where I was alive, probably for all the wrong reasons.

I wonder if the hairpin I wedged between the joints of that old wooden desk still there.

Will he still remember the girl who painted his toes black in Chinese calligraphy class?

Are there remnants of the notes being passed between friends?

Is the dining hall still the battlefield between the bullies and the avengers?

Have the little bridge and the stream underneath kept all the secret promises and heartbreak murmurs?

School taught me life lessons beyond foundational education.

I carry all the history into the world outside the campus and continue being a student for Life.