Poem of the Day

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Direction Overload


I’m always being given directions.


At home:

How to behave properly

How to speak politely to my stupid sisters

Clean my room, take out the rubbish

Feed the dog

Dry the dishes

Obey the rules!


At school:

How to improve my grades

How to set out my work neatly

How to get on with girls

Obey the rules!


There are also directions

On what not to do —

Not to wear my cap indoors

Not to use cuss words

Not to talk in class or call out

Not to break or even bend

The rules!


Often I feel like getting other directions:

The way to another home

Where there are

No jobs

No stupid sisters

No rules!


And I’d like directions to a school

Where there is

No homework

No bossy teachers

No girls

And guess what?


Dianne Bates
  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #18

Poetry Prompt 17

Poem of the Day



by Jill McDougall


I’d like to be (if you’ll agree)

Away today, Ms Hall,

Please carry on as if I’ve gone,

Like I’m not here at all.


And while you’re teaching nouns and verbs,

And all those tricky spelling words,

I’ll play computer games ‘til bell,

And eat a bag of crisps as well.


Then during Silent Reading, Miss,

I’ll decorate your hair,

With little silver metal clips,

And glued bits everywhere.


A touch of orange texta,

And a safety pin or two,

Will soon improve your love life, Miss,

Coz punk’s the look for you!


So Miss …

I’ll be  away today,

I’m sure you’ll say

that that’s okay,

Just carry on

please teacher dear,

You’ll hardly notice

I’m not here.