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| I welcome criticism -- it is the force that opens the door to the open mind. |
| Words mute silence. |
| English IV Columns of light, Their bulbs: Hidden behind slots of metal, Hang above my thoughts When I sit beside a chalk ledge. The cool blue walls Emit an ironical coolness In comparison to the teacher's warm laughter. The personality lacking in these walls Is covered by well-kept black boards And humorous posters. Inscribed in a blunt white Are not on today's agenda, Because the inscribing hand Formed each careful letter and word Which originates from an open mind Guided by a charismatic heart. The computer, her enemy; The "pupils"; her source of laughter and work. And while the sun glows Through the windows Warming the tile floor And the memory-housing filing cabinets. Another radiance dispells The chillly aura of a classroom. The lady with a fish pin And lace-wisped brown hair pulled taut Into wisdom's mature ponytail At the nape of her neck, Exhibits a fair face And a hearty laugh. For while the flourescent lighting Glares upon the boards, Her damp-dry humor Softens even Chaucer's page. |
| Miss Moore, if you're reading this: woops, I got bored in English one day... one of those days we were reading the "fake" version of Canterbury Tales. |
| Complete open-mindedness is being close-minded to barriers. |
| hehe... one of the things I wrote when I pretended to be taking notes in psych. |
| Life is a gift In a present wrapped green. Look inside, open it, Notice what everyone else has seen. |
| First Judging of Paris The wrath of my heart From this cultural shock: Pictures of non-morals Is humankind to mock? The blood of hist'ry Blends in litter's flock As reknowned architecture Does fall and sulk. |