Moments Not Yet When

All of my poetry for the last two months have been around a recent psychically devastating event. It's become time to move on.

Moments Not Yet When

A one room schoolhouse upon a hill

An ancient ceder at it's side

The full moon shines a clear white light

Casting shadows in the night

A quickening wind rings the bell

Random echoes through the years

Calling children in from play

But none there are to call today

No entry through the school house door

Though the window shades are not quite drawn

Like a lover's half-closed daydream eyes

Dim reflections of nostalgic skies

Peering in at the ghostly class

Those eager wisps of memories past

Watch the Teacher behind her desk

Font of wisdom statuesque

Knowing the school house room be empty

Causes shivers like an arctic storm

She sees through the window where

The present who stands to stare

She offers invitation with a tempting smile

While the spectral children turn to see

Though through eyes not really there

With whom the past their Teacher will share

Having come inside the Teacher turns

Composing with a glimmering script

Every letter an enchanted spell

That frees the soul as from a cell

This is not your time she writes

There's no need to linger still

My students all are you in here

Each one a different fear

The sun outside is rising now

Go and ring the bell

Sit beneath the ceder tree

There's much for you to see

Waking up beneath the tree

Hearing echoes of the bell

The orange sun is sinking low

It's become time now to go

By habit reaching for the book

With now a hundred poems writ

Each one a picture of the past

A history therein of pains amassed

Starting away in twilight come

Walking out from memories gloam

There are new poems now to pen

Timeless moments not yet when

Reviews

[Honey-Bee]

Wonderful poem! Such a lovely story of an old school house. I felt like I was up on that hill under the tree. Random echoes through the years. I like that line.

[abluehorseandflowers]

Thank you Honey-Bee, I appreciate your kind words.