How she taught

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Like rays of moon pouring through;
As constellations reel and dance.
She sought to have our skills enhance.

Beneath the time’s flowing tide;
Bless the thoughts that made me sail.
And higher aims that still prevail.

Though years have passed – recall her words
To stimulate like the moistest herbs.
Her mysteries one can not explain;
How rainbows appear – when there’s no rain.
Fit for a Poet’s finest thoughts;
Can’t long forget – how she taught.


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This poem is dedicated to Ms Kaukab Tariq without whom I would have never discovered the love and passion for Literature.

Form: Pindaric Ode

Posted on Midweek Motif @ Poets United

50 Replies to “How she taught”

  1. Nice, it was an English teacher that touched me as well – and prompted me to begin writing. I would credit her with much of my success as well.

  2. “How rainbows appear …” Isn’t it amazing how teachers like this take something inanimate like a book–words and sentences–and make them live like herbs in our recipe of life! Your images work very well.

  3. Bless the thoughts that made me sail…And higher aims that still prevail..such a wonderful line and tribute…perhaps the best gift any teacher can give us is the desire to learn more for ourselves..another uplifting and tender poem πŸ™‚

  4. Wow. Your banner photo is incredible, and your poem so lovely. It is uplifting to come in here and see what you have for us…….I love the poem, especially “rainbows where there is no rain.” It was an English teacher who first took note of my poetry and encouraged me, too.

    1. Hello Mr. Meisner,

      Thanks for stopping by, so glad you liked it πŸ™‚
      Highly appreciated, have a great week ahead.

  5. I think most of us can remember such an inspiring teacher at some point of our schooling. This kind of teacher can change lives and it is important to remember them and acknowledge the good they do.

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