The Writing Slate

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The old writing slate…clutched

In hand, close to breast…lingering

Chalk dust lies, as lace, on memories.

Stern blank surface where I learned

Proper education’s fundamentals:

Spelling, grammar, diagramming

Sentences; long-division, algebra…

When day’s studies were completed

I wrote your name inside heart, with

Mine…dreaming of Love, a future

Where we’d forever-never part…but

Life had many lessons yet to come.

For the Future can’t be diagrammed…

It’s easily misspelled; desires’ hope

Subtracts to smallest fraction…and 

“X” remains unknown.

©Ennle Madresan, 2019 ~ All rights reserved.

40 thoughts on “The Writing Slate

    • I’m so happy you could catch the vision of a time long gone…I doubt anyone teaches diagramming sentences anymore–which I really enjoyed doing when I was young, probably because I was good at it 🙂

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    • Thank you, dear heart–I confess I’m one of your old-timers from previous blogs. Many of your prompts sparked my Muse in the past, so I’m back to participate as time/energy permits. I’m so very glad you were pleased with the Writing Slate–it came so naturally. Blessings to you…prayers going up for stress you’re encountering currently ❤ Thanks again 🙂

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