Gratitude, Poetry, Uncategorized

Letting go of the agenda

It’s been a good week

I’ve got lots to say

I was with a Y1 class

For a full 3 days

And I loved them so much

With every fibre of my being

It’s hard to explain

The intensity of feeling

Such gentle, kind children

Who’ve had it quite tough

11 supply teachers in 5 months

It’s been a bit rough

And I doubt it had anything

To do with them

It’s the leadership team

I’m going to condemn

The head teacher and deputy

Were quite simply plain rude

Seriously, they remind me

Of Ebenezer Scrooge

Not a teeny bit friendly

Not a single smile

Clearly cordiality

Is not their preferred style

Like wretched Mr Sowerberry

From  Oliver Twist

Do we seriously still have

Humans like this

Heading up schools

Taking the lead

No genuine affection or fondness

But I didn’t take it personally

I kept a smile on my face

I didn’t feel any irritation

Not one tiny trace

And funny I would go back there

In an instantaneous heartbeat

Something about those children

Was just so adorably sweet

This week I have been in

A much calmer ventral state

The world feels hopeful

I’m less easily swayed

By others demeaners

My skin feels thick

Meditating twice a day

Is doing the trick

More present in the moment

Not doing too much

Less dominated by that feeling

That life needs to be rushed

It’s like I’m more able to let go

And simply relax

I have started listening to country music

I play Scrabble online

 A couple of hours each day

I have lovely long baths

Where I just slip away

I take long walks on the canal

Going nowhere

Just connected and happy

Without a single care

Dare I say it, but it’s starting

To feel, a little for me

Like the voices in my head

Are quietening slowly