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Poem: "Red Rover, Red Rover, Send Sally on Over"

This poem came from the October 18, 2011 mid-month fishbowl.  It was inspired by a prompt from siege.  This is the perk poem for voter participation in the November 2011 poll for upcoming fishbowl themes.


Red Rover, Red Rover, Send Sally on Over


On Tuesday,
I found the music teacher
crying in the bathroom.
As soon as I came in,
she tried to stop, but
I could still hear her sniffling.

It takes a lot
to make most grownups cry,
so that kind of worried me.
"Are you okay, Miss Sally?"
I asked her.

"I'm fine," she said,
but a moment later,
"Oh, there it goes again."

I listened to the
faraway sound of fey piping
and said, "It's pretty music."

"You can hear  that?"
Miss Sally exclaimed.

"I hear a lot of things,"
I said quietly.

"I thought I was going crazy,"
the music teacher muttered,
"hearing things that
nobody else could hear."

"Some things must be believed
to be heard," I told her.  "Then again,
maybe they just like you."

I could see why that might be --
Miss Sally was a good teacher
who taught us all kinds of singing games
and games with songs in them
and jump-rope chants. 
The Wee People have always loved music
and musicians.

"Maybe so," she said. "Nothing like this
ever happened to me before, though.
Strange things seem to happen around you."

"The universe is not only stranger than we imagine,
but stranger than we can  imagine," I said.
"There's a full moon this weekend.
If you go to the forest south of town,
and follow the Meadow Trail,
there's a clearing where you might find
that music you've been hearing."
Then I smiled at Miss Sally,
and used the bathroom, and went back to class.

On Monday,
Miss Sally brought tinwhistles
to class for everyone to learn.
Instead of telling us
to open our music textbooks,
she told us to listen
while she played a fey tune.

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tuftears From: tuftears Date: November 17th, 2011 08:02 pm (UTC) (Link)
Is it bad that the first thing I thought when I read the title was 'Mars Rover, Mars Rover, send Sally over'?
ysabetwordsmith From: ysabetwordsmith Date: November 17th, 2011 09:00 pm (UTC) (Link)

No...

Just amusing. This series is suburban fantasy, not SF! Well, mostly. Grandma kind of laps over into mad science.
tuftears From: tuftears Date: November 17th, 2011 09:21 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: No...

^_^

Just thought I would mention it, for the mental image!
aldersprig From: aldersprig Date: November 17th, 2011 08:26 pm (UTC) (Link)
Aaw. Good for the kiddo!
ysabetwordsmith From: ysabetwordsmith Date: November 17th, 2011 09:00 pm (UTC) (Link)

Thank you!

I'm glad you liked this.
fayanora From: fayanora Date: November 17th, 2011 11:15 pm (UTC) (Link)
AWESOME MUSIC TEACHER!!!
ysabetwordsmith From: ysabetwordsmith Date: November 18th, 2011 05:53 pm (UTC) (Link)

Thank you!

I'm glad you like this. Yes, some people are cool when presented with an abrupt shift in reality.
eseme From: eseme Date: November 24th, 2011 04:46 pm (UTC) (Link)
Yeah, she is an awesome kiddo! I'm just glad she went to the bathroom at the right time. The music teacher could have really ended up in a bad place if she convinced herself she was nuts.
ysabetwordsmith From: ysabetwordsmith Date: November 25th, 2011 06:19 pm (UTC) (Link)

Thank you!

>>I'm just glad she went to the bathroom at the right time. <<

When you're in harmony with the universe, synchronicity like this tends to happen.

>>The music teacher could have really ended up in a bad place if she convinced herself she was nuts.<<

Yes, that can happen too.
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