I’m Hungry The words aren’t spoken They’re said through eyes That watch others eat Longing for a carrot Piece of apple Potato chip Alone by choice They sit Gulp water Devour bread Without protein Always craving more To hide envy They fidget in desks Search backpacks While waiting For recess To begin
Lisa Reynolds is a teacher and an award-winning Canadian poet, published internationally in anthologies, literary journals, and magazines. Translations of her poetry were released in 2022. She is a member of The Ontario Poetry Society, the Writing Community of Durham Region, and an associate member of The League of Canadian Poets. She lives and writes in a small community east of Toronto, Ontario.
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David
6/17/2020 08:51:24 am
Simplly brilliant. Paints a vivid picture in my mind.
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6/20/2020 05:47:32 am
This poem brought tears to my eyes. Lisa painted a word picture of the reality of children who come to school with no breakfast. They are hungry. In many cases they also have no lunch. As a retired educator
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Hasnain Bukhati
4/27/2021 10:37:10 pm
Even the beginning. captures the mind of reader.
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T. A.
10/27/2022 05:46:40 pm
"The words aren't spoken
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