To Write Right

To Write Right

A Poem by Judy Ponceby

Remembering my brother's struggle...

Tracing letters carefully across the page.
Following dotted lines with a thick chunky pencil.
Concentrating hard on every move of the graphite tip.
Pink tongue tip protruding from bowed lips in concentration.

The arduous journey of learning to write.
Begun in earnest at the dining room table.
Reinforced in kindergarten by a brightly clad teacher.
And painfully, slowly mastered over laborious practice.

© 2011 Judy Ponceby

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Writing really is a process, seriously. Nice succinct write, Judy.

Posted 8 Years Ago

I like this. It brings back memories. What seems so easy now sure wasn't way back when. A very enjoyable poem and a wonderful memory shared.

Posted 8 Years Ago

I can relate to this struggle. I'm often dyslectic, and my grammer and spelling are poor. So poetry gave me a perfect outlet to break some rules since I can't write stories very well. And the brightly clad we need more of them. :)

Posted 8 Years Ago

i remember those notebooks from my childhood, tracing each curve around the letters. So nicely written!

Posted 8 Years Ago

I hope it's ok that I still do this lol.. I love it Judy.. Your work is always fun and unique. You conquer up memories, make us dream and smile..xx

Posted 8 Years Ago

Right you are Joel, only without the teacher making that whacking sound with the ruler next to your ear.... LOL :)

Posted 8 Years Ago

Sorta like learning how to write poetry, no? Enjoyed the read, Judy.

Posted 8 Years Ago

A very real portrait--and oh so charming!
Superior writing, dear lady.

Posted 8 Years Ago

You clever lady, this is wonderfully written.

Posted 8 Years Ago

exactly how it is.........this reminds me of clinging so tightly to my jumbo pencil until I had a writers bump on my index finger. When I was a child I loved to color so much that my writers bump always had crayons on it . :) Love this!

Posted 8 Years Ago

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Added on April 24, 2011
Last Updated on August 14, 2011


Judy Ponceby
Judy Ponceby

Swanton, OH

I am me. Living life. Learning love. And laughing. A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom. – Robert Frost more..


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