Sitting quiet listening to the teacher.....but then
the song of a police cars flying the sound of children playing....
A bird glides to a stop next to the window.....
and my mind races away to a land with knights and dragons....
I fight my mind back to the class room.......
I got to do better.... can't let everyone down again....
But I am loseing the fight again......
Music is coming from some where....maybe down the hall....
I know that song but can not remember the name....
I see cars go by....yellow. red, and BLUE...oh how I love that blue car....it comes by eveyday about now.....
Then my mind is shook back to the class room....
I hear the teacher voice....calling on me....panic....
I stumble.... snickers...I feel stupid again....
One more note goes home that day to my mom....
They say they just can't understand why I am wasting my potential.... I know then I will never be like them.....I will always feel like a stanger just passing through.
Kim



Just a poem about me..... I am not all that good, but I helps me to come to peace with things.

Hmmm, sounds familiar....

mrsnurse1965,

Good job on the poem. It sounds like something that one of the great add/adhd genius' may have written while they were bored, right before they quit school and discovered the lightbulb or something.

Since I am adhd, in between the noises and cars going by, I would have to add the foot tapping, foot shaking, pencil tapping, figgetiness, talking, think, think, think, think, think, etc...

You have found to perfect forum to relate to your poems.

In my mind's eye there are two out and we are down by 2, if I hit it far enough I can tie the game. I'll have to knock it over that slow outfielder and run like heck before the other fielder chases it down. There are no fences on our field. Drift.....I am running down the valley with friends through the path of squeaky reeds over to the mud flat creek. Floating, not hearing the teacher...to the dirt bomb fight we were going to have after school. I'm imagining little puffs of dirt on a strike like in a shoot-up western. The teacher is talking yet I hear absolutely nothing...time does not exist...I'm having a kite fight with my best friend, our "black bats" have nails on the tips, get higher, pull hard and she will dive.

My eyes look out the window at the snow...it's dark and I see fresh ice that my neighbours dad has just created for hockey. Someone is calling my name...my thoughts are thick like cold syrup, the teacher is a few feet from me. The class observes and I realize he must of said my name 3 times. Ol' Mr. Vansnotsenburg is not pleased.

Scuro.....Love it. You paint very cool pictures with your words. I felt I was right there.

Scuro.....Love it. You paint very cool pictures with your words. I felt I was right there.
My thoughts Exactly!!;)

Thanks, I do like to do creative writing. I like any sort of writing when you express ideas or create images...stories.

scuro.... you have quiet a talent. Would love to read more.

Here is a fishing story. It's long so be forwarned.

http://www.fish-hawk.net/phpBB-2.0.2/phpBB2/viewtopic.php?t=9408&highlight=cayo+largo

scuro.... Love the story! I spend most of my summer's fishing. Love the pictures to...Must have had a lot of fun.

Hi all. I liked your poem Mrs. Nurse...I can relate.

Thank you so much Onwari....BIG HUGS

Are you sure you didn't write that about me?? My names even Kim too :p

Love the poem mrsnurse. I'm right there with you.

Love yours too scuro.

Amazing how many talented writers are on this forum:)
They are able to put in too words the things we have all felt or are feeling.

Thanks wheresmykeys..... I should have your name I never can find my keys...LOL
And thanks a lot stori813.....

Love the poem totally is ME to...

But I'd have to add the foot tapping and the pencil thing and yeah...lovely do I have ADHD or ADD ... oh well I guess I'll find out :confused:

Thanks fly one day at a time...and more than likely if you can relate you probably do have ADD.... Which for me means beautiful,creative and always forgetful (Jusy me).... It was a freeing thing for me to have a name to put to it. If there is anything I can do to help just let me know.