Poetry

I Don’t Want to Be a Hypocrite

I love to write, but I am one of those people who are frozen, waiting for the ideas to come. I know there are stories trapped in this brain of mine; it’s just a matter of breaking them out. What feels like a paralyzing inability to come up with a good idea has kept me from writing for years. Because of this, I have felt like such a hypocrite because I teach high school English where we read amazing literature and constantly write.

Up until a few years ago, I never tried writing poetry. I thought my paralyzing thoughts of failure would be best be expressed in a poem. I don’t feel that I’m a great poet, but everything I do write is extremely heartfelt. I hope you enjoy this one. It’s short and not so sweet.

Hypocrite

My hands hover over the keyboard.

The ideas just don’t come to me.

This should be so easy.

I teach English for Pete’s sake!

I’m such a hypocrite.

Pressure builds in my chest

The screen is still empty.

This should be so easy

Because I teach English for Pete’s sake!

I’m such a hypocrite.

Just one idea.

I just want one idea.

This needs to be easy

Because I teach English,

And I don’t want to be a hypocrite.

My hands hover over the keyboard.

Still the ideas don’t come to me.

I know this should be so easy for me

Because I teach English.

My students will think I’m a hypocrite.

 

 

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