A reflection on Arizona's Instrument to Measure Standards (AIMS) standardized test. I'm not generally a big poet, but I didn't think this one turned out too bad...AIMS Day
Bubbling, bubbling, bubbling
Soft, nervous scribbling
A yawn, a stretch, a silent groan, a sigh
Got it!---wait! Nope, this is it… whew, that was close
Perfect bubbles, heavy and dark
Wheels turning, pondering, thinking, considering, wavering, confused
Hushed whispers=reading silently, lips move
Intent, must do well
A sea of sloppy bubbles
Eenie, meenie, miney, moe, C if you don’t know
Figuring, counting, calculating
Pages flipping
Bubbling, bubbling, endless bubbling…
-D. Shetler, April 2007
2 comments:
You know what would be great (or maybe not)? Writing a poem while proctoring. Okay, that's probably not the best idea, but it could keep you busy for a bit.
Nice poem!
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