Thursday, May 9, 2013

Magnetic poetry

Quiet World

I would watch blue breeze 
between the fertile mountains
only to see rain on the river
a warm spirit shines on me in the quiet night.

Life 

Thick sun fresh blossoms grow
beneath you let peace take a stroll into your spirit
then you will soon shine with a pure life.

Sunday, May 5, 2013

Poetry responce #4

Emily
5/2/13
The Secret of Abuse by Alyssa Mickelson.  I think Alyssa’s poem paints you a story of what some people may have to suffer.  I think her abstract noun is abuse.  I think its abuse because of how she writes with such sadness and suffering.  Her first lines is amazing because right off the bat she gives you a picture of what is going on.  She makes you as if you were there, when I read that first line it gave me chills.  “I have seen the fear in punched black eyes” it is a sad line but abuse is a sad thing so I think she nailed it.  “I would rather see mouths open Telling instead of yelling”  for starters telling and yelling are exact rhymes, that line is showing how this person lives in fear and anger.    “And if they let out what shouldn’t be told That consequences will unfold”  told and unfold are approximate rhymes and I like that line because people how are abused live in secrets.  “I know of sealed lips Promised to be kept zipped”  that is a metaphor for not saying what is happening in their lives and how they have to keep big secrets.
You Can’t Defend Yourself  by Cheyenne Bailey.  Cheyenne’s poem is definitely dark but I like it.  She has great imagery and metaphors.  I think her abstract noun is rage or anger.  She writes the poem as if people should be afraid of her.  In the first line “I have seen see through tears drying on someone’s cheek.”  III thought she was going to be the victim, but in the second line the scene changed dramatically.   “I have stabbed chests with my nails painted black.”    She turned into the bad guy.  She is talking as if she is some kind of murderer in the dark.  This poem is written as if this person lives in the shadows and is never seen.  “I watch eyes hit the ground. I watch sleeves be pulled down.  I watch knives be hidden.  I watch rubber bands be snapped.  I watch them break.” In that section there was repetition with “I watch.”  There was also metaphors with the line “I watch eyes hit the ground” like if she maybe killed someone because they fell over.  I just thought that was an interesting section, but I don’t really understand the whole rubber band thing.  As I read on I discovered that she is the rage inside of us.  I don’t think this is actually a person doing this to us it is what we are doing to ourselves.  







Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Rap



My name is…
My name is Em
It rhymes with
Hem lets go
Pick those stems

My name is Yem
It’s quite a Gem
Let’s go get my
Friend’s yah!

My name is Bug
You are a rug
Let’s go get
Some smugs

My name is Emily
You ain’t got
Nothing on me
Word!!!


Monday, April 29, 2013

Limericks

Gale in Jail
There once was a girl
named gale her crime
got her put in jail
she made a mistake now she
has to wait until her friends
post bail. 

Bella's Boutique
There once was
 a girl named
Bella she wore shoes
like Cinderella
she owned a boutique
to make ends meat
but that was not complete
because she was very meek. 


Bee and a Bonnet
A bee wore a bonnet and sang
me a sonnet I enjoyed it so much
E.T got it then after that
we ate some omelets
but it was too late because E.T
already went back to space

I have seen poem

Emily
Abstract nouns
4/18/13
A simple gift
I have seen beautiful sunsets on a warm summer night, the whole world stops for a moment and sighs in relief, there destiny has been fulfilled with peace at mind, for the universe knows your plan and your purpose.  The smiles and laughter the children give, warm feelings with a pink tint, the hope they have is a white universe with clouds and rainbows in their minds.  They have the whole world ahead of them they can do anything their hearts posse.  
I send all my being with the wind and the rain to guide you the way, with a touch of a sweet and a hint of sour for your journey in the everlasting heat as you ran through the world chasing success and hope.  When you arrive at destiny’s door I also gave you some courage for along the way.
I wish for the best and only the best for you  I wish that your life is full of peace and hope and there is no doubt in your decisions.  You are forever content with your life and your being, for you only receive one life make it the best it can be, but do not fret because I will help you.  
I taste the sweetness of life's gifts.  A gift does not have to be a purchase of choice it can simply be a warm breeze or a painted sunset.  I taste the delicacy of our fragile lives, that we take so lightly.
I say only good things to you that will lift your spirits and make you swore kindness is the first word that shall slip from my mouth.  I give advice and words of wisdom nothing less but perhaps sometimes more.  I say the secrets of the world to you I give you hope within my words.  My words light the way in total darkness, I give strength in my thoughts  if only everyone could have a taste of my compassion, kindness and hope then all that was lost could be found and our world would be complete.  I am the simplest gift that you will ever find but I am the best one to receive.  




Poetry response #3

Emily
4/28/13
    By The Shore by Edward Carpenter.  I chose that poem this week because it was descriptive and made you feel like you were actually by the shore.  At the beginning of the poem it really gave me an image of what was going on  “The obscure water, the long white lines of advancing foam, the rustle and thud, the panting sea-breaths, the pungent sea-smell.”  In that line there is also a metaphor, “the panting sea-breaths” the sea isn’t actually panting either the waves are loud or the wind is loud or perhaps both.   “Suddenly I am the Ocean itself: the great wind creeps over my face”   that line is also a metaphor for the wind blows on him and he is one with the sea.   I also like this line “And the sea is a sea of faces”  that is a metaphor and it is saying that the sea has many parts to it.  I like this poem because the author immersed himself with the sea, he took a simple topic and made a beautiful poem.  

Poetry #3 response

Emily
4/28/13
What Polly Found In Her Stocking  by Louisa May Alcott.  I chose this poem because it has great imagery and I enjoyed reading it.  The first  line really gives you an image of what is going on.  “With the first pale glimmer, of the morning red.”  There is also some metaphors in the poem “And she flew out of bed” that is a metaphor for she got out of bed quickly.  I also like this line because it sets the mood for the poem and it really shows you how its Christmas morning and its cold out “Through Jack Frost ‘s cold fingers Nipt her little toes”  that line is metaphor for it’s cold out.  “Long blue and full; Down it quickly tumbled with a hasty pull”  I think that is an excellent description of her stocking.  There is also alliteration in the poem “There she sat at daylight Hugging close dear dolly; Eating, looking, laughing”  there was also some great imagery in that line as well.  I think this poem really shows people what Christmas morning is like for kids.