A teacher called this morning
Dressed all in black and grey
Put every sound into a bag
And carried it away.
The ticking of the classroom clock
The kicking of a football over the wall
The shouting of the year 11’s as they move to their lessons
The banging of the Primary doors when someone is in a mood
The scraping of the dinner plates
The talking and moaning of the teachers in their meetings
The chattering of the secondary’s disturbing the Friday assembly
The popping of the footballs in Nelson’s jaws
A teacher called this morning
Dressed all in black and grey
Put every sound into a bag
And carried it away.

A great version of that poem. Good work.