Back again

I’m not sure why, but I’m posting today. I am now, officially a teacher! I really like it, but there’s still that nagging voice in the back of my head that wishes I could be a full-time writer. I’m usually the happiest when I have just finished writing something. Maybe that’s why I’m posting. I’ve said it before, but I love being tormented by a story and having to get the story out before I can have peace from it. I really, really, really like teaching, but I LOVE writing. Writing never feels like a job. When I’m writing, I don’t look at the clock and count down the minutes until I have to do something else (not that I do that with teaching). When I’m writing, I look at the clock and wish for more time. I easily lose track of time when I’m engrossed in writing, especially when I don’t have something else scheduled.

Anyway, it’s random poem time again. Here’s a short one:

In Sight
I wonder if he knows that I see him
I see it all
I see the way that shirt brings out his eyes and makes his hair look darker
I see the way he smiles…at her
I don’t close my eyes to spare myself
I face it, head on
I look at him and I accept all that I see
His heart will never be open to someone like me.