I Went To School

A Poem By Brighid // 12/7/2016

They’re laughing too loud over here at school,
And I can’t help but wonder if it’s pointed at me.
My plain pink tee and thrift store jeans
Score no points on their checklist marked “cool”.

He says a word that makes me shut down.
It’s vile and rough and I don’t understand.
Why choose to say something that way?
I fix my eyes on my papers scattered round.

A bright red A marks my last Speech test.
Across the table, she flicks her thumb across her phone.
The clock bongs ten and she curses again,
Sighing as she snags her backpack and the rest.

A guy sits across from me, flashes me a leery smile.
I throw up my walls against the world outside.
He asks for my name, my answer’s the same
As it is for all who want access to that file.

He looks nervous, she looks small.
I meet their eyes and nod with a gentle smile.
He sighs in relief, she joins me like a thief.
Maybe I’m not so alone after all.

God put them there, I know He did.
My Lord is always the Man with the plan.
He knew my place, He watched my face.
My friends are glad I did what was bid.

This world outside, it’s big and discordantly wild.
I’ve just adjusted to the “normal” tongue.
But I choose a life where it’s encouraged to strive
For higher and better with the faith of a child.

Comments

This is perfect, Brighid. I

This is perfect, Brighid. I love it. Thank you.

Damaris Ann | Sun, 12/11/2016

My thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.
‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭55:8-9‬

Gahhhhhh Brighid stop being

Gahhhhhh Brighid stop being so perfect at everything!!! Just kidding, don't stop. I won't have a sister to look up to otherwise. You make me very happy and your presence on God's earth is a blessing to all who meet you! This poem just... it's just... all the stories you tell of college wrapped into this bundle of perfectly timed lines! I love how you speed up the rhythm by putting two rhyme schemes on the same line! Perfection!

Madalyn Clare | Sun, 12/11/2016

"To live is to love with the passion of a thousand stars. To love is to live despite the pain of a thousand scars. Anything in between is a passing shadow." ~Michael Joseph Murano