Excalibur
This is a poem written off of another prompt on Scott Woods’ journal. Today’s prompt: write a poem that is a letter to an old teacher. Enjoy.
-Nicole
Dear Mr. Kinney: thank you for giving
me Excalibur – the knowledge of great words
and how to use them. You showed the living
soul of advanced vocabulary heard
never before by sixth grade ears: words such
as “potentate”. You called them “college words”
and gave a weekly list to study, much
to the chagrin of some – but I loved words
with power and meaning. They were weapons
of mass creation, language swords which spurred
me to arrange them in poetic configurations
and proper prose. So what if I’m a nerd:
For I wield a vocabulary sword.
Thank you, teacher, for an ageless reward.
Written 6/10/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.
Nice use of the sonnet! Very nice. My thanks and a salute to Mr. Kinney as well. Teachers are heroes in their own rights - especially those who have a true calling for it.
I thought the metaphor quite fresh and charming - no - ENCHANTING. This poem gave me immense joy (and I’m cranky as a starved rat this morning!).
David
Wow! Coming from you, this compliment means a lot. I had backed off from sonnets, but decided to be brave enough to try the form.
Thanks for stopping by.
-Nicole