Lost Art

I would have liked to have sat home and spun poems all day like my mother
Tuning in to the Forget me not blues and buzzing sounds in the garden

Instead my time is full of schedules
Reading, math, science, current events
To prove Adequate Yearly Progress
That teachers are really teaching
Students are really learning

Occasionally though I sneak in a Yoga meditation class
or recite poetry just for the fun of it
It takes all the joy out of it it if I don't stop and listen to poems and
see how phrases hook together in perfect Iambic Pentameter

"I meant to do my work today but a brown bird sang in the apple tree
And all the leaves were calling me"

Still,
I rebel every once in a while and have the students write cursive
My favorite poetic verse