Help!
Unsure
Floundering
Seeking new skills
Confidence shattered
Clumsy fingers bash till
Until it deigns to open
Years of confidence eroded
Tumbling down through the status strata
My teacher badge replaced by dogs-body
Like a marionette, I dance and twitch
Listen hard yet fail to catch the tune
My befuddled brain is baffled
Sharp words wound; disdain destroys
Slow to learn new rhythms
Mistakes multiply
Aplomb absent
My courage
Rises
Up

6/2/2026
The Words That Got to Me
My courage Rises Up and THAT is the important thing
Oh, Rachel, you're smart. You'll learn quickly. You have interest or you wouldn't have applied. and one thing I've learned, having reached an age where remembering things is iffy at best, you are young and will remember the things you learn and do fine. Your poem expresses your concern in desperate tone--are there really sharp words used against you there? I'm sure you will catch on quickly to spite them! Anyway, your poem is clever and fun to read, as I sit here not under pressure, like you are. Good luck to you. I hope you get to love it soon.