Classic poem of the day
I wandered in the woods my lane;
I heard a wind did sab and mane.
A dowie wind passed me by,
Yet there was nae wind in earth or sky.
I sat me doon beside a tree;
The eerie ghaist shak waefully.
It soomed the swounding air upon;
It was a snaw-white skeleton.
It picked its banes oot ane by ane,
And cast them doon wi' sab and mane.
It cast and cast them dreamfully,
Like light leaves frae a late hair......
Member poem of the day
Individualized Education Plan
My executive functions, delayed
onset, or disabled. They say,
she’s pushing her pedals,
but she stays in place.
1 + 1 = malfunction.
Numbers—no hope.
Mark her as “unable to
problem solve.”
Wiring, routing—faulty.
Something’s off, doesn’t click
in my head. I blame my head, or
it’s confirmed now, fro......
