Driving Class Blues

[jackhamrick]

the planks of boredom.
I escape in the thoughts of my mind.

the ticking clock fills my ears,
grains of wood distract my eyes.

monotonous instructor drones on the deaf,
painfully obvious she's used to nonresponse.

legions of head rest upon palms,
gazing out the window-the view simply taunts.

never before has my beard so interested me,
or my eyes so dazzled by curtains so bleak.

entertaining is observing other's distractions,
some dart their eyes, others their phones they sneak.

graciously thankful is everyone for the pen and paper,
doodles abound as their minds wander.

this class is hell- my prison for the day.
envisioning freedom, my thoughts toward it grow fonder.

if only i wasn't such a horrid driver,
I wouldn't be trapped in this wretched place.

oh how i count the second until my time is served,
anticipating the elation and joy of freedom plastered upon my face.

[BennyBoy]

I like this one: it's easy to follow, has a point, isn't monotonous, and is something I can relate to.

The last line seems awkward though, he's looking forward to his face being "plastered"? It sounds like he's looking forward to being disfigured in an accident!

I applaud you for this effort.

[Card]

I like it, and I can relate to what you're saying. DE is one of the few places I enjoy having a beard to scratch.

But you are trying a bit too hard to rhyme and could probably omit a few words you don't need.

[svanhoeven]

Very nice images of tedium. You may want to rework line 12 to remove the grammatical inversion ("others their phones they sneak."). It makes the rhyme sound extremely forced.