Occasional Poetry - 3. Boredom

Oh yeah Parker, that is sooo good. Can see you (well it would be easier if I knew what you looked like but that's okay) sitting there in study hall, feet up on the desk counting the ceiling tiles, and fan blade rotation!!
Great images in this. Loved it.
tim

Well described Parker. I shouldn't be reviewing poetry, I know. I saved writing anything until I came back to this a few times, separated by hours.
When I first read it, I didn't understand, because I don't know how to be bored.
Upon re-reading I realized a forced boredom. As Tim mentioned, being in a study hall. A good example.
Upon re-re-reading, I remembered that type of boredom. Not the boredom of some 13 year old saying "I'm bored" but the boredom of waiting, of not being able to move on to something you want to do.

Anyway that's how it affected me. Nicely done.

On 11/14/2015 03:44 PM, skinnydragon said:

Well described Parker. I shouldn't be reviewing poetry, I know. I saved writing anything until I came back to this a few times, separated by hours.

When I first read it, I didn't understand, because I don't know how to be bored.

Upon re-reading I realized a forced boredom. As Tim mentioned, being in a study hall. A good example.

Upon re-re-reading, I remembered that type of boredom. Not the boredom of some 13 year old saying "I'm bored" but the boredom of waiting, of not being able to move on to something you want to do.

 

Anyway that's how it affected me. Nicely done.

I'm a teacher. I supervise study halls. Who says the kids are the ones being bored? thank you so much for reading!

Oh god! Lectures, training sessions, conference offerings ... You describe so perfectly the tedium of being trapped somewhere I can't escape. Because I have to be there, I can't somehow allow my mind to wander freely so yes, I stare at things I wouldn't normally even look at in a fug of tedium where time seems to stand still.

The first four lines nail it for me. Wonderful!

On 07/12/2016 05:18 AM, northie said:

Oh god! Lectures, training sessions, conference offerings ... You describe so perfectly the tedium of being trapped somewhere I can't escape. Because I have to be there, I can't somehow allow my mind to wander freely so yes, I stare at things I wouldn't normally even look at in a fug of tedium where time seems to stand still.

 

The first four lines nail it for me. Wonderful!

Thank you for that affirmation. These lines were written as I supervised a study hall. Don't know who was more bored, the students or me. But I could at least observe them...again, thanks so much for reading and responding to these poems.