Time and misfortune have taken their toll.
The Genius, Alone
A man bikes the trail each morning.
I know him from our shared past.
He used to teach AP chemistry,
Our school’s most infamous class.
He was exacting, aloof, and fast-moving
Students got lost in his maze.
Chemical symbols, equations, and labs,
Uncaring, they endured class in a daze.
The daze is all his when we pass one another,
His sharp mind destroyed by disease.
He pedals and smiles, what’s he thinking?
That was then, this is now: antipodes.
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|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|Sadness in these lines of reflection, Eileen, well done -
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by William Bonilla
|heart wrenching write
is that whats waiting for some of us golden agers???
I truly enjoy reading your work, now that I am almost back home I hope to catch up on your excellent work, that I've missed
Love & Peace be with you
|Reviewed by Randall Barfield
|It's sad. What can one do? Passages of time?|
|Reviewed by Joyce Bowling
|An interesting write, as well as thought provoking. It's sad when we see a person from our past who time, age, and disease has taken a toll on. My mom is the caretaker for a wonderful family friend who was also my fourth grade teacher as well as one of my favorite teachers, now she suffers from alzheimers disease...I went to visit a few weeks ago, it was amazing how she could recall the years she taught in the one room school, but couldn't remember asking me questions five minutes prior...it's even still amazing how she still has a desire to read her bible, and can still quote her favorite scriptures...again a wonderful write that is thought provoking and well written....
Blessings from Ky.
|Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper
|An interesting characterization. As people age, the younger generation seem to believe aging citizens are chidlike and no longer have knowledge or intelligence. Yet, if we could access all the knowledge in those aging minds and spread it into the minds of youth today what a better world this would be.
Your phrase, "a sharp mind destroyed by disease" is sadly too often the case. I wish we could save and process all that knowledge
The word "antipodes" is a new one for me and I had to look it up, but it sure has great definitive power.
|Reviewed by Lois Christensen
|Not all school teachers are memorable. I do remember my Business math teacher cause he picked me on first day to stand up and answer a question. I can still remember I wore a purple dark suit and trying to answer the question. It was how far do you travel to school each day. Well, I said, I just live across the street so walk out my door, up the side walk and go in school door. He said, My I would have to pick someone like you that doesn't travel so many miles to school. We all had a good laugh that day in school. It has never left my memory to this day and I don't ever know what happened to that teacher either. He was young, but must be dead by now.|
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Sad, powerful piece; very well penned, Eileen! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|Sad, meloncholy reflections expressed well....
Be always safe,
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|You certainly provide substance for reflection in your verses here, Eileen. You also remind me of high school chemistry; my teacher was so bad that he turned me off the subject for good. Thanks for sharing. Love, peace, and best wishes,