NPM Poem 5

If you haven't yet read about my National Poetry Month Challenge, you should give it a looksie here.

I am still a poem behind from yesterday, but only got around to writing one brief one today. I will try to make up the missing poem tomorrow.


"Lecture"

Sometimes
My words tumble from my tongue
and bounce like rubber balls
smacking my students' foreheads
like concrete
rejected, they quickly fly away
and settle lost within the corners
of the room.

I wish my words would always flow like water
washing over their faces
causing sensitivity
to subtle changes in the air
and seeping in
through their pores.